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THE HUNT’S THE THING.
Fearless Washington Girls Who Fol
low the Hounds.
The Chevy Chase Club—First the An
ise Bat, Then the Fox; and Now the
Irish Stay Leads the Hounds and
Hunters Over Hill and Sale.
(Copyright, 1894.)
Washington, Feb. 3.—-That portion of
Washington’s gay world known as “the
best people,” whose chief business in life
is the pursuit of pleasure, is, this season,
largely pursuing it afield. Society's pet
fad is ’cross country riding, and above
all else “the hunt’s the thing." The
favored of fortune have won the same
kind consideration at the hands of Old
Probabilities. The weather up to date
has been ideal for winter-hunting, and
the meets of the Chevy Chase Hunt
Club have been the most enjoyable of
social events.
Washington has made several attempts
to establish a Country Club, but they
have all proved short-lived until the
Chevy Chase Hunt Club sprang into
existence. It, like Topsy, was never
horn—“it growed.” Two years ago its
present secretary and treasurer, Harry
Earle, as he is known to “the set,” took
up hunting as a pastime. He was Joined
by a number of enthusiastic sportsmen,
the number rapidly increased, and in a
short time the merry company developed
into “The Chevy Chase Club,” duly in
corporated. its certificate bearingdate
March 24,1894. The object of the club
as stated in the bond is "an association
formed for literary purposes, mutual im
provement, and the promotion of social
intercourse, by the support and ep
’ couragement of all out-door sports and
amusements.” At present it numbers
nearly a hundred members—the limit is
a hundred and fiftyit has a club house
at Chevy Chase, prides itself on possess
ing some of the finest mounts in the coun
try, and its pack of bounds is one of which
no elub need be ashamed.
Chevy Chase, the home of the club, is
one of Washington’s most delightful
suburbs. His about six miles from the
White House, and on days when there is
a meet of the hunt club the avenues lead
ing to it present a gay scene. All the
people one knows-or would like to, being
socially inclined—either drive or ride out
to watch the sport or take an active part
in it. The first meets of the season were
drag hunts, but the anise-bag soon gave
way to the more exciting fox, which, in
turn, is giving place to the lordly stag,
Not that the banks of the Potomac
abound In such magnificent game. The
most enthusiastic sportman could not
find one of the species within miles, were
he to bunt from gray dawn to dewv eve.
but that is not what the club wants.
Their desire is to chase the stag, a feat
much more easily accomplished. For
that purpose they have imported two
genuine Irish slags, well trained for the
sport, and between meets the animals
are comfortably housed in the stables at
Chevy Chase. Thus far the diversion
has offered no features to which the
most humane individual could possibly
object. The stags evidently like
it. Giveu anything like a fair
start, a well-fed, hunting-bred stag can
keep a dozen packs of hounds at a safe
distance. The run across country, the
stiff Jumps, the music in the air, are all
rich fun for him, and when he has had
enough of it, he has the good sense to
make for the stable, where, with a grace
ful toss of his antlers, he salutes such of
the hunters aud the hounds as have man
aged to keep within sight. If there is
anyone hurt it is not the stag.
The local club has not had entire posses
sion of the field With the advent of the
holiday season the Monmouth Hunt Club,
of New York, established itself a near
neighbor. The Counselman house, the
old headquarters of the Chevy Chase
Club, with its large stables and kennels,
has been leased by the Monmouth clubi
and the finest hunters of its stud and
eighteen couples of imported hounds are
quartered there for the winter. The
horses are among the most noted hunters
of the country, most of them being old
habitues of the New York hjrse snow.
Old Punch and the Dutchman are famous
Jumpers. Countess, imported by Fred
Qebhard. is a magnificent hunter. Lord
Langford, Good Boy and Longfellow, all
imported Irish hunters, have imported
reputations as well.
The Chevy Chase men think, however,
that they have a stud that will bear com
parison, and present Worcester and
Shandygaff, bred in Virginia, who have
each a record of feet. Mavourneen,
an imported Irish mare, the pride of the
stud; Moccasin, an exceptionally fast
hunter, and Longstride, a broad Jumper,
for whom a record of thirty-six feet is
claimed. They have fifteen couples of
imported hounds.
The two clubs are in perfect harmony,
and together they keep the sporting blood
of the community up to fever heat. There
is always a big field of riders aud the
honors are pretty evenly divided between
the horsomeu of Washington and the New
Yorkers. Among the Chevy Chase men
Francis G. Newlands, the president of the
club. Harry Earle, the father of the or
ganization, so to speak; Harvey Page,
Clarence Moore, Montgomery Blair, Jus
tin Butterfield, Baron von Kettler most
often follow the hounds, although there
are many other expert cross country
riders. The list of members includes the
names of the most prominent club and so
ciety men of the capital. New York sends
worthy competitors. Mr. Potter, the
master of the hounds of the Westches
ter Hunt, often follows the Monmouth
pack. Dick Wallach, formerly a Wash
ingtonian, comes over from New York,
his present home, to try his luck. Fox
hall Keene, Tom Hitchcock, Frank and
Gray Griswald, Fred Gebhardt and other
well-known sportsmen from New York
are frequently seen at the meets.
The novel gymkahana races, with which
the day’s sport is frequently rounded off,
afford no end of amusement to the admir
ing spectators. In the dressing race the
contestants strip off their coals and waist
coats, and with saddle on the ground, at
the word “go,” saddle up and get into
their outer garments with all possible
speed, for the winner must arrive at the
stake clothed in his right mind. The egg
and spoon race discounts a circus per
formance. The winner mnst ride from
start to finish with a whole egg in a
wooden spoon. There is no limit to the
; number of eggs he may break, but tbe
winning egg must have traveled the en
tire course. The riders in a cigar and
umbrella raoe must smoke a mild Ha
vana while carrying a raised umbrella.
This race is a fine thing for the umbrella
trade, as it is a very rare
thing for even the winner to arrive
at the post with his umbrella in a perfect
condition. Then there are hurdle races
and quarter mile dashes, and there will
soon be polo games. Tbe ponies are now
being trained. Golf is also a popular fad
with the Chevy Chase club. Henry May,
the chairman of the out-door sports com
mittee, was a well-known player at New
port last summer. Mr. Alan Johnston, of
the British legation, is an exceptionally
fine player and there are others of the
olub that require no instruction. The
oourse has been laid where there is an
abundance of good, springy turf, aud the
novices have had the benefit of instruc
tion byCampbell, who coached the play
ersat Newport, Manchester and Beverly
Farms last summer.
The clubhouse is a picturesque old man
sion, generally known as the Rogers
bouse. It was the original homestead of
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 4. 1894.
the Chevy Chase estate, and was at one
time the home of Justice Bradley, of the
supreme court. It Is the purpose of the
club to enlarge it by the addition of a ball
room and a more commodious dining-room.
Delightful hunt breakfasts are given
there, and the Chevy Chase teas have an
element of piquancy quite foreign to the
town affairs. Of all the merrymakings of
the gay season the pink coat cotillons
are the winners for novelty and “high
tone."
Very many of the belles of the capital
are excellent cross country riders, and
some of them follow the hounds in fine
style, and frequently capture the brush.
The daughters of Mr. Francis Newlands
are rare horsewomen. They have hunted
in Merrie England, are experts at polo,
drive tandem, play golf, and crowd the
clubmen closely for honors in outdoor
sports. They have a stable full of fine
horses, the favorite being an imported
Irish mare, Mavoureen.
Two of tbe daughters of the British am
bassador, Miss Pauncefote and Miss
Audrey, are fine cross-country riders.
Miss Lillian and Miss Sybil more often
drive to the meet with Lady Pauncefote,
but Sir Juliau rides a tine bay mare,
Daisy. Mr. and Mrs. Alan Johnston often
ride with the legation party.
Princess Cantncuzene, daughter of the
Kussian minister, is a very graceful
equestrienne, as are, also, the Misses
Mendonca, of the Brazilian Legation.
Without doubt the most dashing andsikli
ful horsewoman in Washington is Mrs.
Middleton, and her mare, Kathleen, has
few rivals. There is nothing in the way
of a stiff jump that phases either her or
her mount. Miss Audray Pauncefote
rides almost daily with Mrs. Middleton,
to whose careful instruction she owes
much of her skill and grace in the saddle.
Miss Howard is close second to her sis
ter. Mrs. Middleton. She claims, and
with reason, that her thoroughbred,
Charley, is second to the equine aristocrat
in Washington.
Miss Enloe, (laughter of Tennessee's re
presentative in congress, can scarcely
remember when she did not follow the
hounds, and in genuine fox hunts Miss
Enloe is one of Washington’s most attrac
tive girls. She is never prettier than
when her bright eyes sparkle at the
sound of the sound ot tbe hunts-mau s
horn.
Mrs. Alexander Legare, daughter of
Judge Cox, is a very graceful equestri
enne. Her favorite mount is a fine chest
nut gelding, Gamebird, but Duke and
Duchess of her stable do equal credit to
their fair owner.
The Misses Leiter all ride well. They
have a stable full of fine animals, their
habits have the London cachet, and
they always have a very stylish ap
pearance mounted.. Miss Leiter is the
only one of the throe whs rides to the
hounds.
Miss White, daughter of Mrs. Howard
White, and grandaughter of tbe million
aire ex-Senator Sawyer, is a horaewoman
who always attracts attention by her
grace and skill.
Miss Rochester, one of the fairest of the
season's debutantes, cousin to the Count
ess of Craven, is another good cross-coun
try rider. In fact, the hunting set is com
prised of “the bravest and the fairest” of
Washington’s beau monde.
Harriet Hbjirt.
MoKell —Was the audience moved to
tears at your last out-of-town perform
ance? Brooklyn Amateur—Yes; the
men howled ana the women cried because
they couldn’t get their money back.—Chi
cago Record.
Curious Old Man—What brought you
your presnt condition—rum? Tramp (in
dignantly)—No sir! Yer see, I wuz a
born luwyer, but me pareins unfortu
nately called me after George Washing
ton an’ 1 can't git no clients.—PhiiadM
phia Record.
THE WOMAN OF FASHION.
Lenten Reflection on Lenten Gowns.
The Guiet Grays and Fawns—Simple
Dresses for the Sober Season—Skat
ing Costumes and the Revival of the
Figaro.
Copyright 1891.
New York, Feb. 3.—We become gay to
order; and we sadden in similar fashion.
Our religious mentors tell us that on a
certain day, of a certain hour, willy-nilly
we must change our demeanor, must be
come sober and thoughtful. Gay suppers,
charming receptions, delightful dances,
must be dispensed with for a season and
fair maidens’ thoughts must turn to bet
ter things. It seems all the harder this
year, because the season has been so short.
We have scarcely gotten well into winter,
before the Lenten spring steps in and in
terferes. The cold weather has been so
coquettish that our heavy cloaks and
furs have seen but little of the light; and
Lent already comes with whispers of
gentler and balmier winds.
Perhaps it is because of this early ap
pearing that so little change will take
place in gowning. There is but little
preparation for church and street
gowus. Of course, the black that pre
vails so generally is partly to blame
as well; for gowns will need but slight
toning down to make them perfectly
correct for the Lenten days. The
cerise, the petunia, tbe yellow, that
brightens the black gown, will be re
moved ; und the gown will be suitable for
the solemnost of church occasions.
Where anew gown is made the earlier
spring designs that have made their ap-
I>earanoe are suitable for Lent and spring
alike; for they are in the softest and
prettiest of fawns and grays—in the
mixed tints that blend so unostentatiously.
The favorites are spotted with groat ovals
in the gayer Oriental shades. A charm
ing costume Just completed is of a rather
dark fawn, in a fine cloth. The skirt is
perfectly plain, does not flare in the front
and falls in soft organ plaits at the back.
The coat is a long basque, fitting without
a wrinkle, aud with the regulation full
back and full sloeves. Not a speck of
trimming anywhere, not a line or fold out
of place; severely plain, it was the ideal
Lenten gown.
The blacks, too, are bright enough to
dispel any thought of gloom we may asso
ciate with the color. All of the spring
patterns have a silk design running over
or through them. The raised silk dots,
in squares or dashes, are seen on the mo
hairs. The all-over silk design on the
liner wools: tbe basket weavings are run
with siik. Tne newest importations,
however, show a leaning toward the
smoother and finer grades; and it is prob
able that but few of the heavy ribs and
coarse materials that ushered in the
winter, will figure in the spring prome
nade.
The plain, quiet basques for street wear
will be lightened by the pretty silk
blouses and dainty fronts of silk. Tbe
figaro. so popular at this time in Paris,
has made these dainty blquses a necessity;
and summer and winter'alike, they are
worn on the streets. A particularly neat
costume is a cheviot in pale gray, that
has a suggestion of white in its mixed
threads. It is made with the plain skirt
and long basque. The coat turns back in
rovers in front, showing a
little of the bodice beneath.
At each side is a series of tiny lit
tle points that one must call rovers, for
the want of a better term, that fall lightly
and daintily about, at their own sweet
will. Tbe little point# are of pure white
chiffon.
Another attractive gown for tbe coming
season is a black trimmed with three nar
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row folds of heliotrope velvet,put on above
the plain edge of the skirt. A black cape
is worn over the bodice. A little helio
trope toque blends with the skirt trim
ming. A rather daring bit of -whiteness
is added in the shape of a fall of lace at
the throat, and in white gloves.
Jack Frost has been coy and coquettish
as a popular belle, this winter long, and
has hid his face so often that he
has had no opportunity to furnish
that glossy surface where youth and maid
glide swiftly along, burying their youth
ful sorrows most effectively in their glad,
mad races. In spite of It, however, there
has been greater interest than ever taken
in the skating gown. The velvet and fur
skirts are most popular, although a plain,
heavy cloth is almost as desirable. The
single skirt, if it be of the fur or velvet,
is all that is sufficient, if a close, warm
union garment is worn beneath. The
brightness, and brightness there should
be, is added in the long coat> basque For
instance, a skirt of black velours, dotted
with green, is combined with a coat of
terra-cotta cloth. It turns back in revers
that reach from shoulder to waist, and
that fall in large godets over each sleeve.
The revers and the plain front between
are all of palest terra-cotta silk. Right
across the center of the silk revers are
laid two striking black ones in the
velours.
A stunning black and white skating
dress has the skirt of white cloth, with
side panels of black velveteen. The panels
narrow toward the bottom, and end in a
point. The edge of the skirt is a simple
fur band. The jacket is rather an
elaborate affair, with its sleeves and side
pieces of black velvet, and with Us fronts,
broad at the shoulder, tapering in at the
waist, and widening again at the hips, of
white cloth. Little sleeve ruffles of the
white cloth are edged with the fur. It is
very jaunty, after one gets accustomed to
the contrast of it; and the little passe
menteried pendants that catch together
the divisions of the coat’s skirt, and fail
from the panel at the side, are very
taking. One also sees many of the short
fur jackets, fitting closely into the waist,
and stopping there, among the happy
skaters. These are just as fitting for ice
as for shopping,.for they are made loosely
enough to give one’s arms perfect free
dom; and they require the plain, full
skirt that is necessary to the graceful
skater.
Although the figaro and bolero have not
been found in great favor with us, since
the basque and skirted bodice have as
serted themselves, the short, jaunty Jack
ets are still the favorite in Paris. We
have dared to differ with Paris consider
ably this season, and yet the revival of
the fancy fronts and full bodice presage
their Jacket accompaniment. At present
its points are made very long, falling over
tbe waist line. It Is not improbable that
the spring will see a restoration of the
figaro in a very general sense. A dinner
gown Just Imported has a black velvet
skirt, demi-traln, with no more trimming
than a flounce of lace below the hips,
heavily embroidered with pearls. A
loose white front of delicate silk falls be
neath the Spanish jacket of black velvet.
The rever have white facings, and just
touch the rich lace ruffles over the
shoulders. The sleeves are full puffs of
velvet, and the collar is a stock of white
silk.
I must tell you of a dainty spring hat
that a little friend of mine has just fin
ished. It has a true Parisian touch, I
am sure you will say when you see its
copy. So easy it is to make that you can
reproduce it yourself—a tiny toque of
crushed and crumbled turquoise velvet,
with one big chou, of the Yelvet, Just in
front. At each side of this, a small
bunch of violets lies At the back, ris
ing from a smaller chou, is an aigrette
formed from the finest and daintiest of
cream lace. That is all there is to it.
Can you not reproduce it?
Eva A. Schubert.
THE MAN WHO MADE THE BANK.
Story of the Founder of Monte Carlo,
the Great Gambling Den.
From the Pall Mall Gazette.
Everybody has heard, thanks to music
halls and barrel-organs, of the man who
broke the bank at Monte Carlo, but per
haps less abont the man who made the
bank at that famous resort. Yet the
latter was the more real of the two, and
not the less interesting. One episode in
his career is historic. It is related by
Charles Monselet, who was an actual wit
ness of it. It was in the days of the
second empire. A group of men, mostly
emtment and wealthy, sat reading the
evening papers in a salon in the Rue de
Rivoll. “Ah,” said one, breaking the
silence, “so 5,000,000 are still wanted to
finish the new opera house.” A silent
listener took up a pen and filled in and
signed a check for the amount without a
word. By and by, when the new opera
house was finished, that silent man was
somehow the only person forgotten in the
distribution of seats for the grand open
ing night. His name was Francois Blanc,
and he was the head of the great gam
bling den of Monte Carlo.
Vast as were his ambitions and achieve
ments. he was really one of the simplest
of men. To see him in his brown over
coat, his gold spectacles half dropping off
his nose, one would have taken him for a
petit rentier, whose wildest dreams were
of the construction of a little grotto in his
little garden with plaster rabbits and
fountain, which, like Wernmick’s, would
almost wet the back of one’s hand. Be
fore his Monte Carlo days he” had been
the guiding spirit in the direction of the
Casino of Homburg. Benazet. according to
his flatterers, was the Louis Quatorze of
Baden-Baden, Blanc, who was impervious
to flattery, might with equal justice have
been called the Colbent of Homburg. A
hard-headed, silent man of bourgeois ex
terior, a man without enthusiam and
without weakness, who kept a lavish
table and oat sparingly, who directed a
hugh gambing machine and permitted
himself no more exciting dissipation than
a quiet game of billarda after dinner.
It has been said in theTattersali family
that old Dick, the founderofthe historic
“Corner,” never made a bet of more than
a pair of gloves in his life. So Francois
Blanc rose superior to the attractions of
his own tables, despised trento-et-qua
rante, and was afraid of roulette. What
he was not afraid of, however, was spend
ing money. To compass his business ends
he laid it out lavishly, and he might, so
they say, have been credited with many
acts of genuine benevolence and publio
spirit, whereof the story of the great
opera house at Paris may serve as an ex
ample. He drew all Europe to Homburg,
where wa* laid the foundation of that
fortune which was ultimately estimated
80,000.000 francs, or over ß,ooo,ooo sterling.
At Homburg he had the courage to en
gage Mme. Patti, just then become Mar
quise de Caux, for a series of perform
ances at SI,OOO an evening Nowadays
the great singer would think little of
such an engagement, but there was some
thing horoic in the figures then, and the
people talked. Blanc liked to hear the
people talk—better, maybe, than he cared
to bear the diva sing.
After the war the glories of Homburg
and Badeo departed, and on their ruins
rose Monte Carlo. Monte Carlo was the
great, the crowuing achievement of Fran
cois Blauo's life—the desert cape which
by mere force of millions he turned into
one of the most wonderful of the gardens
of the Mediterranean littoral. But it was
done without keen opposition. He made
the fortunes of the Niools in spite of
themselves. At every fresh opposition he
simply ojx*ne<i his purse, and the golden
shower fell in the sacred name of locaj
interests. Mmo. Blanc, the most excel
lent of wives, was a tower of strength t°
him. Where questions of art and ele -
gance came iu, hers was the directing
spirit, and the good man, whose thoughts
and talk were of figures and finance, was
content that her taste should crown his
work. It needed a hard head to with
stand the attacks that were made upon
him. Every day's post brought with it a
hundred propositions and threats. Thers
were people who had lost their money,
and demanded its return with fierce me
naces; speculative and inventive peo
ple, who proposed combinations,
there were even temptations offered of
the kind which assailed the sainted Au
thority: pitiful supplications and warn
ings of Intended suicides, place and date
carefully specified, so that there should
be no. mistake. Once even at Monte
Carlo the Villa Blanc was actually as
sailed, and two servants were seriously
wounded in its defense. But the equa
nimity of Francois Blanc was equal to all
adventures. Threats, prayers, tempta
tions left him untouched. He liked best
to stay in his own family circle, refusing
all invitations and indulging himself only
with a good dinner, a bottle of wine, a ci
gar, a chat about financial operations,
which would sometimes excite him, and
a family game of billiards. The Only
outlet which he allowed for his irrepress
able energy was a frequent change of
abode. Iu one year he lived in Paris.
Avignon, Monaco, i Dieppe and Loueche
les-Bains, in Switzerland, where he died
at last of asthma.
LYING DOWN MEANS DEATH.
The Strange Disease of a Philadel
phian Who Sleeps Standing Up.
From the Chicago Herald.
This is the story of a man who ran
sleep only in a standing position. His
name is Theodore von Elfrich, and life
has become such a burden to him that death
will be a positive relief. 'One morning
a few weeks ago Von Elfrich walked
into the business office of a Philadepbia
newspaper and took a position beside tbe
radiator. His object was to find, , a
warm place where be might sleep in
the only attitude possible to him—in erect
positio.n Now he comes there e/ery day
and remains until the janitor requests
him to leave in the evening. As he sleeps
he keeps a half-smoked cigar in his mouth
and leans his elbow on the radiator.
Sometimes he makes a pillow of his arms
and rests his head upon them. Occasion
ally he slips to the floor and awakens
with a shock. Then a look of terror may
be observed on his face. One day the
janitor asked him why he stood here all
day asleep,
“Because it’s warm," replied Von
Elfrich. He said his home was broken
up, and that his children would no longer
take care of him.
“I was once healthy and strong,” he went
on “but dissipation has made me the miser
able being Xam to-day. When I cams to
this country, about thirty-five years ago,
from the fatherland I had my patrimony.
One day I caught a severe cold.
The cola settled in my stomach.
Since that day I haven’t had a
moment’s peace and now I’m waiting
until I die. Catarrh of the stomach
followed that cold, and it has been tho
cause of all my miseries. Life has been
a perfect torment to me and I think no
man ever endured more torture and long
drawn-out agony than 1 have. One phy
sician after another I have tried, but
without relief. My wife took sick and
my house was broken up. lam afraid to
lie down and sleep, fori feel that it will
be the sleep of death. At night Iwa k
the streets, no matter how disagreeable
the weather. All the sleep I get is while
standing up by this radiator. It is warm
here, and the newsboys are used to seeing
me around, and don’t wake me any more,
as they did at first. As long as I can get
rest standing up I am all right. TM
minute I fall into a reclining posltioni*
wakes me up, and so I manage to sleep
sound. My only solace is holding a cigar
in my mouth. It seems to afford me more
relief and pleasure than anything els*.