The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1909-11-13
CHARMING WRITER WHO
rs WE'LL KNOWN HERE
Mrs Zoe Beckey of New York. Sister of Mrs Leslie Fulen
wider, Whose Writings Have Attracted Great
Deal of Attention.
BY DOLLY DALRYMPLE.

played on every possible and impossible
occasion.
But after the revelry of Mardi Gras
chow funny it sounds translated into Fat
Tuesday,. when the grandstands have
been taken down, the confetti taken up
for the market folk themselves but like
their heads ironed out, the city loses moth
ing In fascination. When in, her normal
serenity and everyday Dress quaint bits
are legion.
OF course, the visitor breakfasts with
Madame Begue, whose famous omelettes
are golden dreams, and who can make a
dish out of-(think of itD-liver, so that
the very word Is shorn of its common
ness and you feel sure she has had the
recipe handed down to her through the
ages. straight from the Lucullus family.
Her little restaurant opposite the French
market was originally intended simply
for one market folk themselves, but like
many such places was discovered" by
some writer chap or artist fellow with a
palate, and became the vogue.
In the "Old Absinthe House. one is
again reminded of that dear Paris. 1t has
been famous rendezvous for perhaps
hundred years. but with a changing epoch
the old French drink has lost little of
Its popularity and the old house a little
OF Its one-tfme glory. People nowadays
any real lover of New Orleans will smack
his lips, roll his eyes to heaven and
breathe an "Ah-h!" Of reminiscent rap
ture at the mere mention of Ramos,
where practically nothing else is served.
An average of 1000 of these drinks passed
over the bar daily through the busy hands
of 10 men, who do nothing but mix and
mix and mix, and can you wonder, when
you remember that Jupiter sent down
hn urha h I'D 80 i
abolished nectar from that time on?
There Is the Haunted House." too.
now tenanted, but for 60 years vacant and
avoided by the superstitious Madame
Lalaurie lived there long ago.
In this same old part of the city are
the antique shops that so tried the soul
of Eugene Field that he spent his I'M
controllable dollars before o'clock in
the morning." Little wonder, for they are
full of dusty bits of treasure rivaling
the old and famous Temple of the
other Paris, SO far as variety of purchase
goes. You can dig up anything here, a
Spanish dagger, a monks missal a-a-
(sh-sD-a set of false teeth; anything
you can name, and many things you
couldn't.
Some of the cemeteries are quaint and
moldering. showing rows of aboye-ground
with faded Grape, and perhaps portrait
framed under convex glass, a tin wreath
or two and some whitening flowers in any
old kind of receptacle from a choice vase
to vegetable can. The tombs of many
of the Creole families are large and grand
according with the noble French and
Spanish blood that runs In their veins.
They may live under moldering roofs and
dine on half herring, but they cling to
and are laid in their beautiful tombs
There is much less gloomy charm in
some of the street names, and the strang-
er smiles In surprise to find himself
walking along Felicity street or STEM
ping from Desire to "Piety." "CaIli-
ope," ''Clio." "Erato,' "Thalia," Mel
pomene," "Terpsichore," "Euterpe" and
'Polymia" are all in a row. Law and
Virtue" are close to Magistrate" and
lot of famous generals are ranged in
file, while David" Solomon" '.Murat"
and "St. Patrick" are socially disposed.
AS one enters Royal street one forgets
that America Is within 1000 miles, Scarcely
word OF English is heard and all things
are stamped with a quantity foreign air
The houses in this one-time fashionable
quarter are richly ornamented with bal
comics of hand-wrought iron in lovely de-
signs and are often Of colored plaster
PcoAoo VII Ala picturesque PdtCicS mere ana
there. Bank presidents with long purses
have, alas, taken violent fancies to some
Of these iron balconies and many a
Pfttsburg millionaire has adorned his
house with them. Long alleys form the
entrances to many of these houses and
glimpses OF fascinating courtyards lure
you to explore them. The old street has
fallen from it's high estate, however, and
one would have to bark back many years
to see it in imagination the home of
George w. Cables fascinating heroines-
Nine. Delphine," Nine Delicieuse,"
"sieur Delphine'' and the rest The Rue
Champollion in Paris would seem wide
in comparison with Royal street, but the
extension of 1t. beautiful ST. Charles ave-
nue., is SO wide that the average comes up
well--and we'll have to let 1t go at that
lie Petit Paris is stepped in legend
and In mystery and wherever you may
go-through the old city or along the
broad new bulevards rich in tropical
greenery-you will leave it reluctantly.