The Washington times., 1918-09-08

-DwARD TUCK FRENCH is on his
way to fight the Kaiser and Incl
- dentaIly to forget all about the
marriage that made him famous. His fam
lily. the much-harried, troubleridden
LIE Roy-Stuyvesant-French combination,
breathes easily for the first time in many
a sad day. Young Mr.. French, oddly
enough, has Joined the Tanks, and as he
has to go through the usual training, he is
now in southern Pennsylvania, learning
how to Treat En- Rough"
Judging from Mr.. French's own accounts
of his romance of the early Summer, life
during those hectic ten days swan in
sea of champagne-that is, If life can
swim. At all events, champagne fgurea
largely in his romance, and one may be
pardoned, perhaps, for assuming that had
there been less champagne there might
have been less romance for Mrs. French.
But at the training camp in Pennsylvania
there will be neither 'the wine that bub-
bles nor the romance that corrodes the
SOUL to quote from the hero's own words.
Edward Tuck French's dossier, as filed
with his army application, must have made
delightfully."- interesting reading to the re-
years ago in Newport, Rhode Island. His
father, Amos Tuck French, was an only
son of the late Francis Ormonde French.
a wealthy New York cotton broker, and
Of Ellen Tuck French, daughter Of Amos
Tuck, sturdy New Hampshire mill
owner.
His mother was Pauline Stuyvesant lie
Roy, daughter of the late Stuyvesant lie
Roy, of New York and Newport, million
aire many times over and direct descend
ant of Peter Stuyyesant, of blessed men,
DRY.
His nearest living relatives, besides his
hastily but legally welded wife and his
parents, who were divorced two years ago,
are three brothers, two sisters and his
aunt, Mrs. Elsie French Vanderbilt.
His father, by the way, is living in Paris
with his second wife, who was Miss Matte
Beeckman, sister of Governor Beeckman,
OF Rhode Island.
In the interesting human document in
which Mr.. French describes his marriage
and how he came to join the tanks, he
makes several scathing comments on the
Newport in which he grew up. No young
man of the smartest colony in America is
better qualified than he to discuss its fall
ings. He grew to manhood in the swiftest
corner of the colony. To be sure, he was
not born to this particular corner, for the
Trenches and lie Roys are the bluest OF
bIue-blooded stock, with great wealth, a
high degree of culture and an assured and
dignifed background and social position.
grandmother lie Roy-born Stuyvesant
was one of the great ladies of New YORK
society at a time when the Nanderbilts
we're struggling to obtain a mere toothold
on the outside edge. Grandmother french
held a similar position, not only in this
country. but in England, where her Oldest
daughter married Lord Cheylesmore, a
prominent land owner and statesman.
Naturally, therefore, young Mr.. French
was born to wear the purple robes OF TINS
aristocratic lineage, but, alas! they nttea
him very badly Unfortunately, by the
time little Eddie French reached his tenth
birthday. Newport was on its way to the
very dogs. The period when Mrs. William
Aston, Mrs. August Belmont, mother OF
August. o. H. P. and Perry; Mrs. lie Roy
and Mrs French, queened it over the beau
tifuI resort was past. All the dignity and
gracious charm of the days when the place
was really the queen city had been swal'
lowed I'D by the circus methods OF the Circus
Set. the set that swan in on the prosperity
waves of 19O4-1909, when steel and copper
mag1,ates we're made, divorced and remar-
ried over night.
These multi-millionaires, having changed
their brogans for fine Russia leather,
their overalls for smart white fannels
and their old wives for new ones, hocked
into Newport during these years until