The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-02-14
"TanaRi Mura Is Red Righty Honest o-Goodness Hnn1an Being. Not Perfnne As Mi9ht Be Supposed
NONSTIPATION ha,
By DOLLY DALRYMPLE

Tamaki Miura is person-not a per fume-as might be supposed from her exotic name.
 This announcement is made in order to obviate continuation of the mistakes concerning the identity the cognomen concroals.
 Only the other day perfectly sober man did inquire:
 What's this Tamaki Miura they give away with s5 seat to the opera? Is it a perfurne?"
 Not quite so sober, evidently, were two others who indulged in conversation and who said in discussing Madame Butter fly
 ''How about this Tamaki NIiura?''
 Don't know; never tried one; wonder if it's anything like 'Pousse Cafe? '"
 Perhaps so; maybe you are right
 And he was; because the little Miura is all pink and gold and green and orchid d-variegated-like a ''Pousse Cafe" that's a very good simile for the little Japanese singer (for whom pennants have been offered and prizes given away for the correct pronunciation of her name) possesses as much iridescenc as this delicious looking drink and she furnishes, too, for the very small quantity in which she is encompassed, just as much ex- hilaration.
 She is the very tiniest little mite of woman you ever beheld;
 s.I-,ID,,ty and ynIIou and faitfu1
 Like doll in tea cup she were as MT. Kipling puts it.
 Any the, little yellow peril is darl- ing, and the best natured little brown eyed thing you ever saw, and the very youngest; perhaps the last named gift, explains the superlative quality of her good nature; at any rate she's dieinutive to a degree and she has brought along fl om Japan, the home of the wide-eyed chrysanthemum and the wonderful cherry blossoms, a blithesomeness and cheerful ness that absolutely overflows itself upon everything and everybody about her, including her boxes, and her bags, and her maid-servant and her man servant and her varlets and her vassals and her husband (oh! yes; she's married, and to the very incest sort of man, who is a graduate of the University Of Toklo where he received a degree or M. D.)- and even her interviewer all of whom stand 'round' when perfectly good Japanese Prima Donna comes to town.
 The little Miura defied all the customs when I dropped in to see her yesterday afternoon soon after her arrival. and she was shockngly glad to see me (she said) when she should have been coldly naughty. merely nodding in fashion that said:
 .sOf course, this is as much beastly bore for me as it is a great privilege to YOU. but for the sake of my ART I shall endure the trial"
 But she wasn't like that Oh, no; not at all, The little Miura arose to shake hands American fashion" Qs there any other way?) and she dragged around two chairs close together and altogether be- Ehaved as if she had been brought up like real folk; she chatted (of course didn't understand half she said; she speaks ssv-e-e-r-y l-e-e-t-l-e E-n-g-le-e-s-h, be 1t known) and all the while shaking her nice little Japanese head, and twinkling9 her nicer little Japanese eyes-those long, greenish-gray, shallow-set eyes of the Crient-and pursng up the very incest little Japanese mouth, her red, red lips smiling. and her little brown cheeks dimp- ling. as she told her age which is 2S on the 22d of this month, if you please. Tn her tumbling English (which is a matter of wonder for the brief time she's learned it) Miura San (Miss Miura), said !: 'It Is ve-e-ry nice to be in this lovely country where there is no war: in Lon don zee Zep-ee-leens dey came and fright ened me nearly to death saw 20 bombs