The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-03-04

forc.ble objection of the Compte Guil- laume de Classon for forgetting to pay
 for a bottle of wine with which he had rega,ed his friends, the much
 heralded Farson Carnival, to which Mrs. Jackson Gourard (nee Annie Crocker0 Edmund Russell, and other notables lent their genius, was what the critics would describe as "a be-
 W1ldering success
 Confidentially those who had a peep a the merry makers at the Cafe Bou- levard VOW it was the most bizarre event of it's kind held in town since
 they. put the purple shades on the red lamp posts along the Gay White
 Way" During. the. heighth of the merriment, the compte who was
 dressed as Napoleon, got dizzy and invited former Judge Edward Rosen-
 helm to have a bottle Of wine with
 him. When the viand was disposed of, the nobleman started away from the bar and vowed that His Honor should pay for the good stuff. This so JarTed
 on the sense of equity of the one time ermine wearer that he grabbed the Compte by the scruff of the neck, led
 him to the door and facilitated his exit down the long flight of steps with zip, bang, Diff staccato that rattled among the milkmens cans in the street like a tromh onist's nightmare.
 
 -or feet-on nobility moved Miss Ruth Lawrence of Fifth avenue almost to tears and greatly shocked Mrs Allen- Sommer, Mrs. Gourard, and other cele- britieS and near-celebritieS who had gathered to participate in the fun and thought the Compte a real dear. As for the Farson Carnival, few of those present knew what it meant, before they got there although the enlight- ened tried to tell them it was a cross
 between Queen of Sheba party ana a dingle bat, which means something real swell, according to the kind Of eyeglasses you use.
 Between eats the guests had the maddest time throwing serpentines at each other until the floor looked like a pork and bean factory after an ex- plosion. The invitations said that foreign artists were going to perform divers and sundry dances, but their that the farefree visitors offered spe- cimens of their own art.
 Mrs. Sommer who was dressed as the Queen of Roumanfa, created di- version by doing a dance with one of the guests dressed as a real turkey frightfully clever thing to have thought of. The feeding had scarce ly begun when a patriarchaI person with fringe of white whiskers came to Mrs. Sommers table and kissed her hands. Mrs. Sommer said he was Solon Vlasto, dear friend of the King of Greece, very wealthy and such a gentleman.
 The cabaret show was quite of a brilliancy, from Princess Chirinski- wearing the eighteen pound skirt that she wore when she to meet the Empress of Russia, to Mile. xenia Schubert in her butterfly dance. Mile. Albertina Rausch did a Spanish dance and Miss Lillian Leonora gave the Argentine Tangle in a quaintly .free-and-easy way; while Mrs. Sommers and the other ladies smoked cigarettes and de- clared themselves munifcently happy. Compared with the purple party given at Delmonicos, a few nights previous by the international Artistic Social Club, under the chaperOnage of the Baroness von Groyss, the Farson Car ntval was as marmalade is to soup: By those permitted to be present., it was hailed as the coup d'etat of master mind and the great, luminous, spinal, stimulator of the season.
 What's New York coming to, any how?" asked cadaverous looking standing at the doorway of the cafe as the guests departed at daylight.
 ''Oh fudge" chuckled a cherubic lit tie moth, in spangles.. Whats the trouble with you.
 With the midnight bread lines this winter showing record breaking crowds of hungry, unemployed men, Mrs. Rus sel Sage has been devoting larger share of her income than usual from the estate of $S0,0O0,00 left her by her late husband, to the. feeding of the sparrows in the city parks.
 'The poor little things,'' she said to } friend the other day in speaking of the birds, Cit has been so cold this winter that they must have suffered terribly" .l
 Rain or shine, by her direction, her chauffeur drives every morning to Madison Square Park, with a big rub per bag, filled with dainty morsels for. he sparrows. The birds have become 50 accustomed to it that they now ! ook for him and make the widest sort of a scramble for the food when ne scatters it about on the ground be- Stanford Whites statue of folly as depicted by the nude figure of Diana l on the tower of Madison Square Gar len nearby.
 At Eleventh street and Broadway put half a mile away-every night this 1 n the shivering cold, waiting for the lot loaf of bread handed out to them l rom F1eischman's. At the Bowery | Mission, the bread line has been equal l y large and grateful for the portion | ,f the staff of life, given to them ! here for the asking. Different than 1 other years, there has been a notice l lble increase this season in the num- | per of seemingly industrious unfortun- l ties in line and a corresponding de- | .rease in the percentage of the bench | warmers, yeggmen, and all round | who make the city their home 1 n the winter because of it's greater | opportunity of securing food and shell | er Owing to the severity of. the | winter, most of this class had them elves transported to the city's work ,ouse on Blackwell's Island in Janu- ny, so as to insure themselves a warm 'erth until spring at the municipal tvs expense.
 As New York grows more prosper us and more opulent in genius of 'arious kindS-most of it imported | rom other cities-there has been an increasing complaint in some quarters hat many of it's new as we'll as it's Id inhabitants who have arrived, re getting snobbish. Discussing this eature of metropolitan life last week efore the State Suffrage Associa ton, | frs. Henry Alvord Robinson, a well nown and popular society and club Toman, threw caustic shaft into the ankS of those so afflicted.
 'One of the most hopeless women in he world,'' she said, lis the snob. he ignorant woman can be taught, he sentimental one can be injected 'fth backbone, even the prejudiced ne can be induced to listen to argu- 1ent. But to attempt to put a big { lcrtrf sV,fo kl1o l