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THE MAN OF FASHION.
Has a Hard Time Competing With Foreign Titles. THE EASTER WEDDING SEASON. ■nropean Marquliei and Barons Making Klrh Hani* With Foolish Americas Glrli-Ilon They Manage to Do It. NEW YORK, March 16.—[Special Corre •pondence. ! —The beginning of the Easter season will witness a rather deplorable ,exodus of society ladies irom the gay cir cles of New York, and, as a man of fash ion, I feel the prospective departures keenly. My remarks will be appreciated IS entirely apposite when I add that five scions of noble ho\jses will figure prominently in this Sabine horror. There is the Marquis de la Tour du Villard, who will marry Miss Julie Chapin. Bsron Seilliere will lead Mrs. Liver more to the altar. Marquis de Roda will get a firm grip on the hand, heart and fortune of Mme. de Barrios. Colonel, the Hon. W. E. Eaton, of the Grenadier Guards, son of Lord Cheyleamere, will be betrothed to Miss Bessie French, the daughter of F. Ormonde French; and Count Johannes von FYencken Sierstorff will marry Miss Knowlton, of Brooklyn. When to this list is added the name of Count Rudolph F"estetics von Zolna, of Austria, who, just before Lent, was mar ried to Miss Ella Haggin, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Louis T. Haggin, I believe my fjegrets will be seen to be justifiable. But much is atoned for by the magnifi cent manner in which these spfigs of nobility have arranged to spend their honeymoon. I made it a point to ascertain all the facts I could in this connection, in order to give American men of fashion an adequate account of how the titled Eng lishman, the Frenchmen and the gallant Bpaniard I have named have arranged for MAKQriB t>t LA TOUR DE VILLA RD. the fashionable events in which they are announced as principals. The liaron de Seilliere, a striking look ing personage, has spent $12,000 in fitting himself out for his marriage. This start lingly large sum was not thrown away on trilles, but in the purchase of the very richest of clothes. He has one peculiar addition to his wardrobe, a sealskin coat, which he will probably have occasion to wear during the coming winter, although he imagined that the trip to Canada, which he contemplates in April, will all'ord him opportunity for its immediate use. In fact, as is well known, the 'baron is in the sugar business in the Dominion. It will be remembered that the gentleman's fourteen trunks were seized at the request of a number of alleged creditors. Well, the wardrobe of which I speak was con tained in these. From his valet I received the following statement as to the noble man's honeymoon wardrobe, and I repro duce it, in part at least, as it was given me: Four overcoats, coat estimated, $240; four topcoats, cost estimated, $200; one roXIIALI. KKENF. RKW-ltN WHIT*. sealskin coat, cost estimated, $1,100; eight spring morning suits, cost estimated, $010; '.live afternoon suits, cos! estimated, $480; *>tir full dress suits, s+4o; twenty-live white shirts, $73; ten silk lounging gar ments. SPX»; two smoking jackets, $100; one bath robe, S'JOO; ten robes de unit, $500; silk undergarments, $400; sixty ties. sso; miscellaneous "wear and tear,'' SI3OO. Total, SS.7.V\ This leaves over SB,OOO unaccounted for, and I presume the bulk of that went in to costly gifts fortlie bride. Nor has the baron stinted himself in preparing to give the prospective baroness a honeymoon such us uirls and rich widows dream about. The story that the baron is not wealthy in Ins own right is, of rourse, all bosh. He inherited $11,000,- 000 and has almost. $1,000,000 to go through with yet, so that the stories that Mrs. l.ivermofe paid the debts contracted here some years ago are ail untrue. It is the chateau at Meila, near i'aris, to which the happy couple will go immediately after their return from Canada. There the sister ol the baron is supervising the • decoration of a magnificent bridal cham ber. Its celling is being painted by a lamous young Amen, an artist now in France, and panels on all sides represent the most en ilr.-.' ng - ,-sses from a famous love story, 'which is said to resemble very much the romance that led to the engagement of the couple. The baron himself is tall, finely bu;lt and has handsome features. He is Dot old, at least not if his looks are to be taken as a criterion. After a stav at Mella the couple will live in i'aris, w here a new home is being arranged for them. Tliat is the programme ot one of the Easter Ksrriages. I turn trom this account to touch upon, »s delicately as the subject permits, the Commendable way of spending the houey feoon. "Tne best advice 1 can give an i 'Easter' couple is to travel extensively dur ing the honeymoon days," said a gentle man to me. "As you are aware, I was niarned last Easter time, and those delightful spring days were just the thing for travel. 1 will give you our route, so as to show other couples the w ay. \V e went for a few days to Old I'oijit Comfort and Asheviile; but that was a mistake, as we Were ;<>.> well known there, and you see a bridal couple never likes t<> be too near a numerous coterie of New York acquaint ances. t-o we took a leisurely ro.ite north west to Chicago, -[lending a delightful Week sightseeing in i leveland and Detroit; then down to St. Louis and by the South ern route to the I'acitic coast, coming Wk a month later by the Northern route, Wd cau hing a tine climate at a delightful |Stason each way." • lam treading on very delicate ground here, but I know the man of fashion and kis pretty atlianced will both thank me in their hearts for what I am going to say. lne newly-married man should never allow his bride to become the cynosure of too many eyes on a bridal tour. Thai change from girlhood to wifehood is not one easily passed without some sacrifices to an innate modesty. No attention tlie new husband can show is too much, n< care too great. He must remember thai the basis df married happiness is laid dur ing those tirst days, when idosvncracies and peculiarities come glaringly before the eyes of each. Attention i-* love and it atones for much with a woman. Hut to revert to some of the prominent Easter marriages and to cull another pagf» from the romance ol' a toreiun love epi sode: Marquis de Roda, the member from Grenada, who is to marry Mine, de Barrios, is a typical lover, llis afternoons are spent in the society of the famous beauty, and he has arranged a home for XARQUIS JOSE MARTINEZ DE RODA. BARON DE SEILLIERE. her in his Spanish domain for which Bui wer Lvtt in's Claude Melnotte must fur nish the description. And yet— The palace lifting to eternal summer Its tnarble nails Is not quite as ephemeral as Claude's. It is in the center of a vast grove, where, in fact, Kvary air is heavy with the sighs Of orange groves, anil music lrom sweet lutes, Auil murmurs of low fountains that gush fortl. In the midst of roses. The Marquis tie la Tour du Villard, who will marry Miss Chapin, is perhaps, th richest of the trio, and lie, I understand, has arranged a tour to California before taking his happy bride to her Paris home. Colonel Eaton, who is to marry Bessie French, will travel abroad, and yet the d.scomforts of a week's ocean travel as the beginning of a honeymoon are anything but desirable. I can think of nothing so disenchanting as a very seasick bride or bridegroom. Then, too, imagine the crowds which always begin to rush to Europe during April and May. I visited the steamship offices this week, and found that every de sirable berth on the big boats has been en gaged from April to the end of June. I understand that another Easter wed ding will be that of J. Langdon Ewing to Miss Edith Shepard, daughter of Colonel Shepard. From a friend I hear that Mr. Ewing has bought himself a spring wed ding outfit for something like $2,000. I had almost forgotten to say a word oi the Easter wedding of Count Johannes von Francken Sierstorfi', of Berlin, to Miss Knowlton. of Brooklyn. Yet the count, 1 understand, has surpassed the famous record of ex-Senator Tabor, of Denver, who, it will be remembered, revelled in the possession of a SI,OOO robe de nuit. The count has two, on each of which the lace edgings are alone said to have cost that sum. Count Albert Carstairs, ot the Irish Rirtes, is an En lishman who has captured the heart of the enemy. He is to marry Miss Fanny Bostwick, whose father made his fortune in Standard Oil,and is said to have thirty millions to fall back on. They have very wisely decided to spend their honey moon in traveling South, perhaps as far as the City of Mexico. Another notable Easter marriage will be that of Secretary Kemsen White, of the American legation at Rome. Then, too, there are rumors that Lispenard Stewart is to wed Miss Leiter, but as another report has it that he is on his way to Japan, perhaps the still later re port that he will bring home a Japanese Mrs. Stewart is to be credited. There are reports that Foxhall Keene has won the heart of an Irish heiress, at whose home he visited during his convalescence. But even this may not develop into anything tangible before Easter. True it is, how ever, that the American man ot fashion will be able to learn a thing or two on how to treat a wife from the foreign noblemen who have come thousands of miles to cap ture American hearts, and, as some one has said, an Easter harvest of twenty mil lion American dollars. WOMAN OF FASHION. Gives Much Thought nml Care to Her Children's Attire. NEW YORK, March 14.— [Special Corre spondence.]—We women change our fashions almost as often as we change our minds. In truth, every time we change our minds our fashions get a touch of the departure. The thing we regard one day with affection and delight we push care lessly away the next as old-fashioned and worthy of nothing but to be discarded. We watch eagerly for a shadow of change in any of the prevailing styles, and if we see anything on another woman which is a slight advance upon our own gown, we immediately go home and have the gar ment changed; or, if that is impossible, get a new one. This progressive and emulative spirit in women is the secret of the ever-appearing new creations both in material and cut. Hut what about our children? Do we watch them with equally jealous oyes 1 I)o we ever fret or worry for fear that they may be a little behind the style? Not so much, I fancy. Not so much, I believed. TWO or THE TRUTTJEST SLITS. when I sat in the parlors of one of our fashionable dressmakers, as she showed nie some children's gowns which she said were designed for Marguerite Shepard. Tbey were beautiful, indeed, but I was a little surprised at their simplicity. It was, however, a great point in their lavor. to niv mind. The style that prevailed of dressing young children in quaint ami curious costumes has utterly died out. They look much more like human beings than they did then, and it is a matter of congratulation. Auotiier commendable thing about them THE SEATTLE POST-INTELLIGENCER, SUNDAY, MARCH 20, 1892 •s their length. It is a good thing, I was nformed by the same dressmaker, to have their gowns made a good length. The aw kward age in a child runs from 8 or 9 as far as 1.3, and a long, very I'QII skirt will hide numerous deficiencies. It is the same with the waist. Pull's, shirrings and loose folds, with great putfed sleeves, will altogether transform a thin, awkward lookinggirl. Keep children in white so long as pos sible. It is the most becoming color, and , 8 a y° un P and childish-looking effect. And surely that is what we want. They grow old and fashionable soon enough, neaven knows! There are so many varie ties in white material that it is not hard to do this. After they seem to have passed the tine white muslin and lawn age, there :e dainty China silks and heavy corded - ;ks and surah, and bengalineand numer ous other materials that make up charm ngly. But let me describe some of the dresses that I saw. First, two white ones; one for a young child, the other for a littie older. No. 1. Fine white embroidered dress. The -kirt was simply plaited into the belt, ■vhich was a narrow band of embroidery, ihe yoke wa: embroidered with a beauti • ul bunch of daises, and bow knots, and on ach sleeve at the top was a similar bunch, ihe work was very fine. There was a pufl ■->n each side of the yoke, which disap eared under the arm. The little cuff was aneiy tucked, trimmed with a row ot in sertion, and edged at tha top with em broidery. No. 2. White faille, made a little in coat -tyle, with large box plaits at the back, fhe collar was the prettiest part of it. It >vas a deep sailor, of faille, and edged at the neck with moss trimming, from which fell a shorter, fuller collar of guipure point. The bottom of the sailor collar was also trimmed with this lace, headed by another row of cream moss trimming. I was very .much pleased with a pale blue nun's veiling that had a fine white -amp and a narrow lace ai the neck and sleeves. Sleeves were white also, and there were three graceful bows of narrow white ribbon down the front. A somewhat similar one was of delicate -Teen, with a deep collar of very open em broidery; white sleeves were almost con- OF CniNA SILK. cealed by big green puff's at the shoulder. Between three feather-stitched plaits at each side was a small green velvet bodice, curved in at the top. I saw a little gray beauty. The material was heavy faille —which, by the way, is a great favorite in children's garments—and over the gray silk collar hung a big gray bow right down to the edge. The sleeves were puffed. This is pretty, is it not? China silk, in pink, flowered, belted in at the. waist over the shirring with a broad brown velvet band, collar of guipure lace, which is all in vogue now, and white sleeves, with pink over-puffs. Brown bows make it light and airy looking. This one is more suitable for fifteen years —material, old blue; style, a la princess. It is striped at the bottom with blue and white rows that have a satin finish. The bodice is made surplice fashion, trimmed with a wide plaited white ruffle. Then over this the waist is cut coat-style, and the stripe is brought into pfay here with very good results. Under the coat laps comes a loose belt of blue velvet ribbons tied in a long bow. Here's a pretty hat to go with it—light cream straw, trimmed in the front witti a big old bine bow that is caught down with little pearl tlies. There is a little guipure lace introduced with the bow, and a little knot of the ribbon and lace at the back, CI.OAKS IN FAWN AND GRAY. which is turned up in fluted fashion. A srreat crescent, made of pearl, is stuck through the bow. A soft brown China silk looks welf this way—gathered in soft at the belt, with a silli band ot silk a few shades lighter. A big puff of this lighter material, reaching from the neck quarter way down to the waist, and trimmed with a" deep rulHe of full lace. A tine gauze straw of brown and cream intermingled looks pretty with it, trimmed with an Alsatian DOW in front that stretches wav round to each side. On top of the crown is a graceful spray of yellow blossoms. It is surprising how much black is used for children. It would seem to be the last color in the world to put on them, and yet their dresses are in many cases trimmed with deep ruffles of black lace. Materials for cloaks vary very little from what we big folk wear. Kven the cut is very much the same, except, perhaps, that box plaits in the hack are used more. The soft fawns and grays are the prevail ing colors, and the capes, if capes there he, are usually lined with soft silk. The two coats in the illustration are for very young children, and therefore, of course, are quite distinctive in style. For young boys colors are worn considerably, and fur is a good trimming. For very young lads white serge i* very pretty and becoming, made with blouses under their jackets. 1 iie blouses may be qu :e fancy, of dainty China silk, feather-stitched, and even tine lace is not out of place. The littie fel lows are quite as vain as the girls and like to have pretty clothes until they are grown up sufficiently to Morn them be cuuse they are "only for girls." EVA A. SCHCUCBT. WINTEK OX ritilCT SOUND. Amusd about we pipe the reeds \\ iiicb stand MI brown and tall; tvtiie :ar across tbe dismal marsh 1 »c ■ is snowy wail, Wberc angry waves arc riline high, A till bleai winds loudly ca.l. A parting ship with full blown sails, Is on thestormv bay: Tr.e cr.iw .mth it leaves behind Is white a- flowers in Mar. Through .Irsits of £o»m the vessel Sin And LOW :t iaJes away. Above, the tlyiug ducks and geese Secisi dots the sky: Bc.siath dwirf willows slowly creeps The tawav river by . A crer r-nst hides the distant hill. And, hark, how seagulls cry! -Herbert B<u\}onL If you are nervous or dysjxptio try Carter's Little Nerve I'ii.s. liyspeps.a makes you ner vous. «:id nervousness wake* you dyspeptic: cither one renders you miserable, and these little pi lis cure both. GOSSIP OF NEW YORK. Colonel Cockerill Laments the Interest in Pugilism. STILL, HE ADMIRES SULLIVAN. Jay Gould's Subscription to tha Presby terian Church—Educating the Metropolitan Folic*. NEW YORK, March 14.— [Special Corre spondence.]—l was very much surprised the other day when I received a telegram from John L. tullivan's manager inform ing me that John L. has issued from St. Paul a sort of omnium gatherum challenge to the professional fighters in America, and had expressed a desire that I should act as stakeholderin the eventof a combat taking place. While I have always felt an interest in athletics and manly sports of all kinds I have never been able to work up any enthusiasm over prize-fighting. I certainly have never done anything to pro mote that species of human amusement, beyond recording and commenting on ring events. I very promptly declined to act as stakeholder, but I must say that I rather like the way in which Sullivan has served notice on the assumed fighters of the country that they must step up and do some fighting before they can longer claim championships or large shares of gate money. I am specially anxious to see Mr. Sulli van administer a good thrashing to that insolent stall-ted English prig, Mr. Charles Mitchell, who under pretense ot being a prize-fighter, has used this country as a sort of happy hunting ground for the past ten or fifteen years. When in this coun try, in search of silver dollars, Mr. Mitch ell affects to have great admiration for American institutions. When he gets back home with a handsome addition to his bank account, he makes himself especially offensive to Americans, and does not hesitate to cast reflections upon us as 3 people. He is a little more intelli gent than the average professor of Fistiana, and he is better able to write and talk than most of them. But he is a carpet knight of the first quality, from all ac counts. Whatever else may be said of Sullivan, he has a stout heart along with his giant's strength, and he is not afraid of anybody who makes lighting a business. I hope that with a little kindly assistance on the part of the American public, Mr. Mitchell may be induced to meet Mr. Sullivan somewhere on this soil, and that Mr. Sul livan will administer to him the most com plete and scientific drubbing that has been meted out to a supercilious Englishman since the days of Bunker Hill. While on this subject of prizefighting and stake holding I may remark that the New York World, is now acting in that capacity for the proposed match between Sullivan and Corbett. The business of promoting and encour aging prizefighting and stake-holding for that pastime used to be pretty well monopolized by Richard K. Foi, but now conspicuous newspapers, which claim to educate and lead the masses, are anxious, it seems, to engage in this felonious busi ness. How a newspaper which pretends to be seeking for character, and which assunles to exert some moral and political influence, can openly violate the statutes of this state by acting as stakeholder for a prizefight is something which I cannot understand. That a newspaper which pretends to be the "handmaiden of justice" can lend it self to this sort of thing is incomprehen sible, but journalism is rapidly advancing in these parts, and while the lofty editors discuss the ethics of things with great gravity, and lay down morals for the guidance of the general public, the boys in charge of the news downstairs are devising ways and means to sell a few more papers. While they are particeps criminit in viola-" tions of the statutory and moral codes, they accept with due humility the painful rebukes administered to the corrupters of youth and the promotors of immorality !>y the able editors in the altitudinous towers. Speaking of professional boxers and sham lighters, I naturally recall some of the recent exhibitions in this city in tho fistic line, which go far to establish the fact that thpre are more fools in New York who are willing to part with their money on slight provocation than in any city in the world. There is. perhaps, more money and less intellectuality in this town than any city on the Western Hemisphere Theaters which present "hoss" plays and variety acts are packed and crowded every night, while the sweet, intellectual plays, such as "Alabama," wither and stale in about eight weeks. The newspaiier press which seems to ap peal least to the intellectual part of man meets with the greatest favor, and alto gether we seem to be passing into that pe riod which distinguished Rome when it exalted stomachs and muscles and left brains to take care of themselves. In the Madison Square amphitheater a tew weeks ago Mr. James Corbett, of California, a professional tighter, essayed to knock out three of his partners according tothe rules of the Marquis of Queensberrv. He could just as easily have advertised that he would thump and pound a platoon of the same kind of people, as they were all en gaged by him for that special purpose. A crowd of at least 7,0(10 or f ,000 people as sembled to see the performance. The crush was so great that people were trampled upon and had their ribs fractured in efforts to get at the box office. As a mat ter of fact, there was about as much light ing and bone-breaking in the vast crowd of fools as there was in the exhibition on the stage. The following night in the same place a dozen or two vulgar, com monplace negroes of both sexes 'clad in tawdry habiliments, gave an exhibition of what is known in select plantation circles as a "cake walk." This drew another magnificent audience of cultivated New Yorkers, and the wily agent who en gineered this catch-penny scheme pocketed something like s*,ooo and smiled at the gullibility of this great metropolitan center. The following week the negroes de scended upon Boston with their vulgar exhibition, and, although Boston is push ing New York vtry hard for the lirst place as a "su.-ker" town, the management cleared onlv about $2,500. So we still hold the championship belt for idiocy, and Sir E l'vin Arnold can read his sweet and ce lestial poems to cold and uuappreciative theater benches whenever he chooses to visit us. I'nxton and lilt Parishioner. Mv esteemed friend, the Rev. I)r. John R. Paxton, who preaches Presbyterian ism to Jay Gould, Kusseli Sage and a number of extremely wealthy people in what is known as the West Presbyterian church in West Forty-second street, has been getting himself in trouble on account of his recent exalation of his patron, Mr. Jay Gould. Two-thirls of Mr. Paxton's con gregation could hardly get into heaven under a strict application of the divine theory that it is easier for a came! to pass through the eye of a needle than for a man ot wealth to enter paradise. A few even ings ago Mr. Paxton induced Jay Gould to give SI'i.OOU lor what is known as a fund for " church extension." Later, through his Kind offices. Mr. Gould wa* induced to part with $25,000 in the lorra of a contribution to the Univers ity of the City of New York. This amaz ine liberality on the part of Mr. Gould and the softening of his heart toward religious and educational work induced the newspapers to interview Mr. Parton und to draw from him the expression that Mr. Gould "is one of the loveliest men in the world in his home life." Of Mr. Gould's Wall street career the reverend doctor said he knew nothing, and didn't care to know, but he was prepared to say that Mr. f)ould was as Rood as the rest of those Wall street fellows, or words to that effect. As a doctor of divinity this has brought upon Dr. l'axton a tlood of adverse criti cism, and we are all reminded of how Mr. Gould laid the foundation ot his monster fortune some years ago. Mr. Godkin, of the Evening 'J'ost , whose associates are Henry Viliard, who manipulated the Northern Pacific railway, and Horace White, who manipulated the original whisky ring when a clerk of a House committee in Washington City, Is very much shocked that Dr. Paxton "should in dorse as a lovely man mid a good citizen an individual who stole the Erie railway some years ago and made restitution to the amount of $9.000,00J at one sitting. It is my opinion that Dr. Paxton will keep right on cert it to Jay Gould's true goodness and ising his certified checks for the various r;eneficent objects which he exploits. Dr. Paxton has a salary of $15,000 per year, a handsome home and one of the prettiest little churches in the city. He i 9 not more than 45 years of age, and he has a physique like a Constantinople porter. He is a Penn svlvanian by birth, and when a boy, in 1861, entered the army. He was in the ar tillery in Sickles' corps and fought like a hero in the peach orchard at Gettysburg on the 2d of July, 1563. He is known here in town as the "lighting preacher," al though he is in every sense a man of peace. He has a strong," heavy-marked, intel lectual face and he talks with sledge hammer force. At times he is eloquent, but in the main he delivers his facts from the pulpit as a carpenter would drive a nail. He is an excellent atter-dinner speaker, and those who know him esteem his blunt, frank ways and his great com mon sense. He has magnetism and, next to Colonel Ingersoll, who differs some what from him in orthodoxy, I know of nobody in the city whom I would sooner hear talk on any subject, religious, moral or military. I would especially, though, like to hear him descant upon that Scrip tural story touching Dives and the arid lands to the south of us. Ed uniting the Police. It appears to be Mrs. D. W. Bishop's opinion that the proper place for mission ary work is right here in New York among the police. It is hardly in accord ance with eternal fitness that the repre sentatives of law, order and justice—the guardians of peace and the hope of so ciety—should be selected as an element of humanity that should be lifted up and ennobied, as it were. Yet this is the good Mrs. Bishop's view of it. Furthermore, she has the courage of her convictions and has been spending her money in proof of it. Believing, as this lady docs, that the police are walking in mental and moral darkness, she has set about to place books in their hands, and thus let the lamp of knowledge shed its bright rays over their dark pathways, otherwise their "beats." It is Mrs. Bishop's plan to convert what is known as the "day room" of each station house in the city intd a library where the policeman can always turn for intellectual light and life. Under this plan twenty five station houses have been supplied with bookcases, and the shelves stored with good books. Believing that the police were particularly weak on moral philoso phy, the arts and sciences, including as tronomy, etc., Mrs. Bishop's first batch of literature was largely devoted to these branches. History was also represented in Motley and Bancroft, and altogether an intel lectual feast was spread out before our Metropolitan police force that should have made its teeth water. And yet it did not, I regret to state. A police commissioner informs me that it was positively painful to watch a "cop" eo through a newly installed library to find mental pabulum, reject one volume after another and then, with pain and disappointment painted upon every feature, sit down and tish a well-thumbed Police Gazette out of his hip pocket. One day a car load of new books was received at one of the station houses. A "cop" in from his beat looked over the pile with ill-concealed contempt. Taking up a volume of Gibbon's "Decline and Fall ot the Roman Empire" he "leafed" it through mechanically, and asked: "Say, wot's all dis rot about, anyhow?" This and other painful incidents of the kind re called to Mrs. Bishop's mind the wise ob servation of James Freeman Clarke, that "the taste for reading must begin with fic tion," and so she tempted the "bobby" with the choicest romance, as she thought. But even "Ben llur" or Bjornson Biorn stjerne's "Synnove Solbakken" would not woo him into delightful paths of literature. It is said that a patrolman in the Ten derloin district thought, from the title of it, he might lind something worth while in William Black's "That Beautiful Wretch," but after reading a few pages, threw it away as being tiat. stale and un protitable. These things have a tendency to discourage Mrs. Bishop, of course, anil yet, when a woman will, she will, and so Mrs. Bishop is still persevering in a highly commendable way in her mission of police enlightenment. Already she has dis tributed more than 5,0C9 volumes, and, while her educational campaign may be slow, it ought to result in much good. Anyhow, her opinion that there is room for missionary work at home has been con firmed by the very discouragements with which she has met in this present under taking. City Castles for Millionaires. There are signs that New York may be entering upon a sensational era in house building. Mr. Cornelius Vanderbilt's de termination to erect on Fifth avenue a resi dence to cost $2,000,000 according to present estimates, and, therefore, perhaps twice that much betore it is completed, is pretty sure to lead other multi-million aires to do the same. It seems to be Mr. Vanderbilt's present plan to buy a large p art of a Fifth avenue block not already owned by him and erect thereon a resi dence that will eclipse some of the imperial residences of Europe. The rich and liberal gentlemen of New York are keeping pretty close wateli on each other of late, with a view to taking notice that one of their number does not secure any great advan tage over the other one in the religious, financial or social world. This was observed when Mr. Rockefel ler's recent gift of $1,000,000 to an educa tional institution was quickly followed by one from Jay Gould for $10,0(» lor church extension, which has since been supplemented by $25,000 to the University of the City of New York. While Mr. Gould did not exactly cover Mr. Rockefeller's ante, his action never theless illustrates what I have said. These rich gentlemen do not like to see any par ticular gentleman get too far in advance of the procession. So, if Mr. Vanderbilt erects an expensive habitation in New York, where ground is scarce and exceed ingly high priced, other rich men are more than likely to follow his example, l'erhaps it is because they intend to put tip these imperial palaces that these gen tlemen have been endeavoring to make ar rangement" through the legislature to ex clude the vulgar public from the use of Fifth avenue. A Test for Paresis. The correct pronunciation of "truly rural" is Dr. William A. Hammond's test of paresis, as promulgated by him from the witness-box. in which he sat as an ex pert in the Fieid case. But the New York experts by no means all agree with the ex surgeon general of the l T nited States array, who went from here to Washington City poor in purse and refutation some years ago, and has since secured both money and fame galore. Our own alienists say the true test of incipient paresis is Aa ttonal Intelligencer. If a man can say that without ilinching or mincing he can laugh at paresis. For, seriously enough, this curse of men who delight in turning night into day—wotnen are comparatively free from it—seems first to affect the muscles of the tongue and lips, and to prevent the distinct enunciation of all words of which labial sounds are characteristic. TEST GIRL DANCERS. The Parts That Children Fill on the French Stage. WELL PAID AND WELL TREATED. The Parents Frond t« Rave Them la lh« Ballet Behind thi ScsDes With the Actors. PARIS, March 2.—[Special Correspond, ence.] —What sort of a life do the little creatures lead Tis the question that rises in every mind as a multitude of tiny girls in fantastic costumes are seen tiling upon the vast stages of the i heater de Chatelet, of the Theater de la Porte St. Martin, or of the Theater de la Gaite. In front of the footlights and under the white electric glare these mites of women, who are scarcely 10 or 12 years old, already frisk about in their little characters, or dance mad farandoles that make the boxes smile, the pit clap their hands and the gamins in the gallery utter the wildest of their meaningless catcalls. But before and after the play, what do the little things do? Where do they come from? Are they following the profession of their parents, having been born and brought up to it, or are they precocious workers whose dancing supplies the needs of a frail old father or earns milk for a lit tle brother? Many times I have asked myself these questions. Tired of being unable to an swer them, I finally decided to ask the divinities who preside over the destinies of thesfl young girls, and to ask the young girls themselves, and 1 have found out. I learned that it is no more true that these little dolls, these artists in embryo, are the support of their families than that they are the children of the figurantes (or supernumeraries on the stage). While at the opera scene-shifters and musicians in the orchestra, box openers and chorus singers zealously vie with one another in urging their children to dance, and at the same time the administration, on its side, is pleased to see all these chil dren, whom it considers its own, come into Mile. Theodore's classes; quite the opposite is the case in the spectacular the aters, where daughters of figurantes, dressers and box openers are rare. There is not the least desire, and rightly, to admit young girls of doubtful charac ter, who would quickly contrive to cor rupt the entire company, or at least to in jure their dicipline. No pretense of training up great artists is made; figurantes are wanted most of all, figurantes, it is true, who dance accept ably, but who perform many duties and are ready for transformations of every kind. • They are trained wonderfully well, too. At the Gaite Mile. Mariquita, a retired dancer who held first rank at Covent gar den, and who puts a ballet on the stage with the skill of the late Meraate, and, at the Chatelet, M. Balbiani, give courses and organize classes, receiving into them little girls of 8 years, whom the theater pays with comparative liberality. At the opera children receive nothing. They study four or five year 3 for glory. Occasionally, when they skate in the "Prophete" or impersonate gnomes in the "if'reyschutz," they are honored with 40 sous an evening. At the Gaite, at the Chatelet, the little women are paid regular salaries; 30 francs a month, without counting their extra pay, which varies from 10 sous to 2 francs, according to the importance of their roles. The first of the month they receive both perquisites and fixed salary at the desk, like regular employes. There is no middle-man for them, happily! In three-quarters of the theaters the chief figurante pays the rest every evening and, at the same time, always makes his little commis sion. He "keeps out 0 sous from every 20—for the poor, of course, or for the'expenses of the oflice! After tea years of this business the excellent man enters his income in a ledger and owns three or four villas in the outskirts of Faris; he is usually mayor of a suburban commune or captain of the fire com pany; in his old age he is decorated with a violet ribbon, as are teachers, pianists, clerks in the ministry, negro kings and actors in the second Theatre Francaise. We will see him in the cham ber of deputies one ot these days. Our little girls have a situation, then, and not of the poorest kind, either. As soon as they realty come upon the stage, after two or three years of probation, their wages may be raised a3 high as sixty francs a month. How many poor seamstresses have less 1 Let us return to our goblins, our ghosts, our pages and our little trotters in the Parisian dance. As I have told you, they TWO naroi:*EßS. are exercised every day in graceful capers and light pirouettes, ami in the magnifi cent ballet. Since all theaters have not, like the opera, the luxury of a large place under the roof for this special purpose, our little ones spend two hoars on the stage every morning executing the fine e.ementary movements of the dance to the uncertain sounds of a piano which replaces the sonorous voices of f>ra«s instruments and the sharp notes of violins. Then, excited by the exercise, warm and ravenously hungry, they tumultuocsiv leave the stage and, with shining eyes and rosy cheeks, rush into the lodge of a smoky importance by the whole neighborhood, anil continually excite jealousy, not only among children of their own nee, but among the parents of these children, so that, tor example, scarcely a day passes "hen Mme. Mariquita does not receive tho visit of a young mother bringing her little fjirl, and, with tears In her voice, entreat me her to take "Nini" into her class. The following dialogue invariably takes place: "But are you sure she has a gift for dancing T" "Ah, mademoiselle, indeed she is gifted! She thinks of nothing else. From morn ing till night she whirls about on her toes and goes through her little steps. If vou could but see her! She is so graceful already. She certainly was born to it; it is in her blood." Mademoiselle Mariquita, feeling inter ested, seats herself at the piano and strikes half a dozen chords, in the time of a polka. Nini gives a spring, lifts her arms, turns, flutters, whirls about—al ways out of time—and punctuates her dance with little cries winch remind one of Buflalo Bill's Indians executing a war dance. The piano stops, the mother rises with pride, presses Nini to her robust breast am! gives mad-moiselle a look which, rightly Interpreted, means: "Well, isn't she line?" But the look with which mademoiselle replies is very cold. She closes the piano, shakes her head and flatly refuses Nini if she is plain. If she is pretty, and her class is not over full, she keeps her. This is the way her class is recruited. JNini is really one of the company. When all arc to appear, she, with the thirty other chits, is authorized to till a character in any of the following plays: "The Pied de Monton," "The I'iiules du Diable," "Cendrillon," "Rothomago," "The L'hatte Blanche," for pure fairy-land or, for spectacular pieces, "The Tour da Monde en Ouatrevingts Jours," "The Vov age de Suzette" and "Jeanne d'Arc." There are so many opportunities lor her to show herself and to display all the charms of her young and lively person, under the fur of a cat, tiie gray cloak of a mouse, the green feathers of a parrot or the plumed helmet ot a cassowary: under a page's parti-colored tights or the laccj bodice of a middle-aged girl. And, believe it. she is conscious of her charms and would willingly exaggerate them. Watch her. as the clock strikes 8, com- lit THE TRKSSISG-BOOM, ing to the theater, accompanied by het mother, and passing in at the administra tion entrance between two rows of loung ers. Does she not look quite a grave woman under the quilted front of her bonnet, under the soft shelter of her back shop, where their fathers, stern house-porters or tradesmen, keep their household gods. Are they tradesmen's daughters? It can not be possible! Improbable, perhaps, but it is true, and nothing seems mora natural to him who really knows the Parisian shop-keeper, his devouring pus sion for strolling actors and his instinctive admiration for everything connected with the theater. Yes, quite serious people, shop-keepers, those who display their wares upon the street, cutlers, locksmiths, uealers in skins and fruit, are all delighted to see their miserable but beloved offspring direct their steps toward the stage as soon as they are 8 old. Their children will pluck the laurels which they have dreamed of for themselves. "Tins little girl will not be a common woman, she will be an artist, sir!" And the heart of the skin-dealer, of the poor printer, of the paper-maker or of the coppersmith swells with unspeakable satisfaction at this sweet thought. You will find cloth, double width, for two car dinals in every shop-keeper in Paris. U The little girls are greatly petted, too, and, in a vague way, considered of some cloak, her two hands tightly clasped in her warm muff? With dignined and slow steps she has entered, greeted the doorkeeper like an old acquaintance, and without haste, has climbed the (lights leading to her dressing room. When I say her dressing-room of course I do not mean that it belongs to her alone, but is the little girls' dress ing-room in common, and, to go with this article. Renouard's clever pencil has sketched an exceedingly true and life-like representation of it, with the little giris scattered about, the dressers and the mirror, in which is reflected this swarming lot of little creatures. On nue side of the glass is a shining globe of light, on the other, ribbed bottles of fire extinguishing fluid. In a twinkling N'ini is out of her cloak, has tossed her shoes, her petticoats and her waist into her own wardrobe, and I see her, in this deshabille, kneeling at the feet of Mme. Baliveau, a dresser, who is hastily sewing up a slipper. This evening they play the "Chatte P.lanche." Nitu and her enthusiastic lit tle companions will soon be parading on stage dressed like birds. Dj vou remember the bird kingdom in the "t'hatte Blanche." and that amusing procession of winged animals varying in plumage and size from an ostrich to a humming bird, from a solemn pelican to a happy warbler? Notice how Nini hurries. She worms herself into her tights, pulls them np, and, to bring them closer to tier, squats down, wraps the strings about her hands and pulls with all her strength. That is right; she has succeeded! Nini is standing now; she has tied the strings about her waist and puts on her little coat, its tail brist ling with leathers and its sleeves covered with leathers too. She is all ready bat her head—an in:,tant ami her bead is ready teo. Nini thanks Madame Baliveau with a smile, kisses her prettily, and is gone. She runs radiantly through the long cor ridors and joins her little friends behind the scenes. Nnw it is another's turn to pull on h»r tights, to lightly climb up the table and, aidcl by the dresser. to put on the winged costume of the evening. All kinds of birds are there. The canary, just Jiatched, is airing his shining cost of tender yellow, his tail still entangled in the fragments of the shell which he just now broke with his bill. At the door a green-crested cockatoo, with disordered white plumage, gives his last good bye to the baby, from whom he has been unaT.ie to tear him self, in spite of regulations, and whom he soon runs back to put in bed. A crane familiarly takes hold of a little swallow's ch:n. And from this medleyjof colors and mass of plumes conies a great cack ling that perfectly completes the illusion. "A lot i f parrots 1" grumbles a passing scene-shifter. "R —r —r —r— r," says the electric bell. It is wonderful! All has become still, and in this silence a clear Toice, that of the stage manager is heard, saying; "In position, my children!" THtEBAtTLT SISSOK. THE PEOPLE S REMEDY. "The people of this vl'n.ty i:ivit on harfnar Chamberlain's Remedy, and <lo not waal a:iy other," mii John V. Bishop, o! Portland Mills, Tiie ruMsrrn i« bepaufj they h-.v® K.und it superior to any other, especially lor the grit'and the wfjich so often follows an attack of the grip. i'lity-caut bottles lor sale by druggists. Don't paper your wai i until yon see Uest wood, the Iresco artist, Oj bailey baUdiag. 11