The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-06-25

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 ! south west by Broadway, and the day began when the sun went down. For men in trade he had a, gentle tolerance. They were necessary, perhaps, In the scheme of things as were walters and scullery maids, but there were not half so important as the advent of new comic opera a change in styles of dress Upon the selection of his cravats, his shirts, his hats, his waistcoats, his shoes, his socks he gave earnestness of attention second only to the weave and the shades of the cloth in trousers or coat, the roll of the coat collar, the notch in the lapel the flare of the hips and the nice sense of proportion and the fit of every garment that graced his person He was a sartorial delight and terror to and yet the delight of his tailor. He gave an air of distinction to everything he wore. Those who tried to CODY him never could understand how the harmony that seemed to be a part of his dress always was lacking in what they wore.
 No one knew better how to select an entree, how to prepare the daintiest of salads, what rare vintage of Moselle or Champagne would lend itself best to de- light the palate with this or that bird. Chefs never trusted his orders to under lings, but pended all their energies and exercised all their arts to win his ap proval. A word of praise from him was a treasure. To fall to meet his most exacting demadns was a reproach.
 Mir Bellwether was neither prig nor piutocrat. He paid well for good goods and good service, but never was lavish Walters were more attentive to him than to more generous patrons and chefs go far larger gratuities from others whose desires they were less anxious to meet It was so, too, with men and women. To be numbered among Belwethers friends was an end many sought to attain; to be his guest at one of his charming dinners was a joy. The fine discrimination Mir Bellwether evidenced in sartorial and culinary affairs he employed in choosing his associates. There wereaa few clever people of the stage few writers, few artists. a few men about town. and a few rich men who were his intimate friends. These found him bright witty and most gracious. but outside of his own exclusive set r'@1 and women gave little credit to hi bi ars and much for that indescri' quality that is combination of ca d ton.
 Apparently unconscious or indifferent to how he was viewed by his fellow crea- lures. Mir Bellwether went serenely along his pleasant course through life. Each of his days was well ordered. From habit or duty he appeared at least once in the twenty-four hours at his club to breakfast or get his mall or write his letters. Occasionally he went forth to his tailor's, his haberdasher's or his hat ter's, to look over their productions or give directions for some novelty he had in view. Occasionally he sauntered up the avenue. but he cared little for prom enading It was not until night fell that he took real interest in things.
 For the serious in theatricals he had little patience. He liked The gay spark ling and tunefu. For one dashing song, one pretty scene or one fine bit of dia- logue he would visit show again and again. Some nights he would drop into half a dozen thea ters in the course of the evening. Rarely, except a first night, would he sit out performance. He