Year: 1875

continue the radiant calendar of women
Of fashion and women Of the thester,
actresses from the cradle and actresses
from the Corseryatoire.


The MsYquis de Trevise has opened
his magnificent house in the Champs
Elysees, Of which the cornerstone was
laid ten years ago. Everything is long
in life except life itself. Here is pretty
story which has been quietly told so long
that l think it time to tell it to you
aloud. A certain jeweler has q pink
pearl which is the JOY Of all eyes, but
never goes into the world. Why does it
dwell in perpetuity in the showcase of
the jeweler2 There is in Paris lady Of
shadowy fame who thinks herself a
woman Of the world because she is very
pretty and has court Of suitors. Her
means of existence are not known. She
came one fine day from Poland, saying
that her husband was a prisoner in ST.
IBERIA. She is still young, and bears his
absence gaily. When man is dead in
love with her she does not say, like a
celebrated actress, IF you love me,
jump out Of the window" but she tells
yoa, IF you love me so much, give me
.he only thing want on earth. tits an
incompatible pink pearl which have
seen at a jewelers., for which | thirst
like Cleopatra" She takes her lover to
the jeweler. He is himself charmed
with this wonder, which seems to have
fallen from the breast Of Venus after
having rested there little longer than
the other pearls. How could so beauti-
ful woman be denied a thing so beau.
tiful, especially as the pink pearl costs
only ten thousand francs2 Nc man
dead in love could refuse it, especially
as the jeweler accepts check as readily
as the cash. So the pearl is bought A
few days afterward the ardent aspirant
is astonished to miss it from the lady's
neck. "Ah," she said to him, Il have
written to India to order one like it, and
then / shall have two pendants worthy
Of Queen, Please keep my secret till
have them both.


And while she is thus talking to one.
she is saying in the strictest confidence
to another, MY friend, if you really love
me so much do me favor. There is a
pink pearl at my jewelers. worth at least
100000 francs, which he would give me
for 10000, but my dresses have cost so
much that | have nothing on hand for
jewels. Help me buy this, which is in
dispensable to my happiness" She
leads him to the shop like lamb to the
slaughter. rs it not Of the lovelest
Orient2 Old Homer's Aurora never
sprinkled finer ones among the roses
which she scattered from her fingers"
Naturally the second does as the first,
captured by the poetry and the mirage
of the thing. 1t is always the same story
with the third, the fourth, and the fifth.
Above all, keep my secret till the other
one comes from India. Giving pearl
like this to woman is not like giving
money. 1t is unlocking star from
the sky, it is cutting a rose in the Ca.
liph's garden. This whole little comedy
is so we'll managed that each simpleton
imagines his gift a privilege. Who
would not be happy to give delight to
those beautiful blue eyes, full of poetic
dreams2


So that in short, since she has been
in Paris, how often do you imagine that
the jeweler has sold his pink pearlP
Twenty-one times. Total, 10000
francs; which the noble Polander from
the ancient Poland has levied on the
love Of her neighbor.