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DAUGHTERS OF EVE.
* Gertrude M. Dr.ff of Winterset, la.. is|est woman in Great Britain,
county superintendent of schools. In
Id:ihn. where women vote, seventeen
women were elected county superin
tendents of schools at the last election.
Lady Mary Hamilton, who came of
a£e recently, i^ said to be the wealthi-
don to “Le Maitre de Forges” just
twenty-two years ago at the Royalty
She is theater, while Mrs. Kendal's perform-
possessor of the famous black pearls of ance of Mr. Pinero’s English version
the Hamiltons, the owner of the Isle of the piece, "The Ironmaster,” is fa-
of Arran and the mistress of consider- ' miliar to playgoers. Mme. Hading's
able estates at Wickham Market. j rare personality possesses the power of
Mme. Jane Hading, the famous j drawing the minds of her audience in-
French actress, first introduced Eon- 1 to close and intimate relationship with
the thoughts and feelings simultane- j
ously affecting herself, a quality abso- |
lutely necessary for success in this j
profession.
Mrs. Vincent Buitta and her beauti- ;
ful daughter, Catharina. conduct a J
novel farm at Newton Upper Falls,
near Boston. They call It the Oriental j
and European Vegetable farm, because
they raise all kinds >f rare foreign
vegetables, which are difficult to obtain
in this country.
The town cf East Clarion, O., boasts
of a unique record. The Shaw hotel is
run by Mrs. Phoebe Shaw on a strictly
temperance basis. The postoffice is in
charge of Miss Nellie Cleator. The
church choir is composed of female
voices, led by Mrs. Eva Armstrong.
The superintendent of the Sunday
school is Mrs. Nellie Hale. The teach
ing force of the public school is com
posed of women. The superintendent is
Mrs. Anne Mawson. There has not
been a male doctor in the town for sev
eral years.
The first woman to be retired on a
; pension by the Pennsylvania Railroad
company is Mrs. Sarah E. Hamilton, a
j scrubwoman, who served for forty-five
' years. Mrs. Hamilton in the early days
, cleaned the office of Andrew Carnegie
When he was superintendent of the
: Pittsburg division. She was on retir
ing presented with $100 in gold by fel-
' low employees.
A BREEZY TALK ON WOMAN AND HER WAYS:
SOME OF KATE CLYDE'S OPINIONS HAVE AN
AIRING
C ONCEIT is the fashion. Not to
have it is fatal.
“I shall take Mary abroad
and marry her there," a clever
mother remarked to me recently. "She
will never make a match here, but will
braid St. Catherine's tresses to the end
of her days!"
"But she Is a pretty girl!”
"Oh. yes"—
"And such n nice girl.”
"She is my daughter, and I can say
that.”
"Well, but then"—*
"My dear, she hasn’t an ounce of
conceit—confidence or whatever you
choose to call It. It makes me wild to
see girls without half her talents or
looks eclipse her completely. She Is
lost at a dinner party. She decorates
the wall at a dance, and you would
never know she was on earth at a re
ception.
"Over in France they will say she is
well bred. Here they think there’s
nothing .to her, and all because she
hasn't a good opinion of her own
ability.
"Isn’t it awful?”
Let Us Consider.
Well, there are two sides to tho ques
tion. Which will you choose?
The overconceited miss who hasn’t
seen her and felt sorry she was so
painfully young and crude?
Then there's that other overconfident
Into your aching palms and vow (while
the noise endures) that you will tell her
at all costs the minute the last note
is struck that she must not for the
sake of humanity sing any more—that
she sings false, as false as—
Mercy, where am I? In the Kate
Clyde letter! Your pardon, mes-
dames, it won't
happen again.
But have you
ever heard any
one sing like
that?
When the mu
sic (?) stops,
with the sud
den relief comes
cowardice. You
can't be the -first
to tell her. Let
some one else.
Why, her family
would cut you
dead. They
wouldn't believe
you if you swore
it to them. There
are enough
stone deaf peo
ple in tho room or social climbers to
stand with the family too. So you lean
back in your chair and exclaim dream
ily, “How lovely!” and so the evil work
goes on.
"Learn to be an artist! Rushem’s
Academy of Practical Art teaches you
pastel, oil and water color work in
“Learn -short story writing, institute. Write at once for particu-
and easy when you have
course in the De Maupassant
A hold black enormous
shape.
A Commercial Age.
A cynic once said, "People either
person—the ludy who thinks she can j write from fullness of mind or empti-
sing. ness of pocket."
They speak of the unpardonable sin j And I think that’s one of the best
In tho Bible. Well, there's a social un- : things I ever heard.
pardonable sin. It really does seem nowadays as if
It is singing novel writing in particular were done
when you can’t. ] by the yard instead of by the inspira-
All her people tion. There are still some people who
think she can, believe that if a man tells one story in
sing, mind you. his lifetime and tells that well ite is a
They must be great author, but the number is dimin-
tone deaf and \ Ishing.
stone blind.. To be a “great” author nowadays one
They have spent I must have a list of best sellers to one’s
a fortune on her. credit as long as the il of a comet
Instructors who That most of them are trash and won’t
had sound be even looked at by the next gen-
nerves and need- eration doesn’t affect this generation,
the cash steeled Neither does it hurt the income of the
themselves to. “great” author, which is the main con-
the sound of her; sideration with him.
voice. j This is the age of commercialism.
What makes a 1 Everything can bo learned, and nearly
1 he lady who thinks she cultivated bad everything can be bought, if you have
cun ei»y. voice so much; the price. You don’t even have to at-
worse than an; tend school. They teach you by cor-
unculttvated one? I suppose because respondence. In the old days one had
Its possibilities are greater and the mu- j to have talent for certain things. Now.
8 le it nttai ks is fuller of pitfalls. ; Bah! You read in the advertising sec-
And idle sings off the key! Not a lion of nearly every magazine phrases
little off the key, but right off. So off like these: "So you want to be a poet!
that you press your quivering fingers 1 Attend Bixby’s Correspondence school.”
MME. RECAMIER’S TWENTIETH CENTURY RIVAL
On the theory' that a woman is only as “old as she looks" there is no reason why the fair creature depicted
herewith should plead guilty to forty-seven. Yet she confesses that she hus been a mortal since the first gun was
fired on Sumter. In ordinary cases this naive admission would be accepted merely as an approximation, but in the
Instance of Lillian Russell it serves, at least, to explain how it is possible for her to be a grandmother. How sho
manages to rival Mme. Recamier in the art of keeping youthful is quite another matter.
lars and price list.”
You don’t even have to spell to do
all these things!" Wonderful is the
nerve of the nineteenth century.
Please don’t think I write from the
point of view of the imbittered and re
jected manuscript sender. Not I!
I'd rather ramble on talking to you
this way, airing my views and “knock
ing” people occasionally, than write
the best love story ever.
Blit if I had it in me to send forth
something great I’d write that thing
and that alone, unless, indeed, I were
so fortunate as to give birth to several
great things, which only happens ever
so rarely. But what I would not do
would be to turn literary medium and
raise up false ghosts and shades of
things. There are occupations more
honest than to be a fake, and I’d rather
be a good dressmaker or milliner than
be a poor poetess or a sloshy novelist.
Why Not Millinery?
And, by the way, let no man turn up
his nose at millinery. There is a deal
of poetry in a well trimmed hat, and a
badly put together one suggests all
kinds of evil qualities in the face bd-
neath it. If you think it’s so easy to
fix up a chapeau try doing one yourself.
In the first place it takes knowledge of
character to be a success at millinery.
You can put a simple little shape over
an angel face and trim it with baby
blue and what looks like little celestial
clouds, but try a combination like that
over a countenance that has a “dash
of the divole” in it! Oh, my friends,
what a result! The face fairly swears
at you from out of the innocence of
hat.
No, indeed! A bold, black, enormous
shape with a dash of geld for the wo
man of this type and you have created
one of the successes of the season.
Would you place a pair of sophisti
cated eyebrows under a simple pana
ma? Fie upon you. You are a dis
grace to the trade. A tulle shape
bound with satin and tilted to corre
spond is what she needs. Trim it with
a fancy plume that has the air of look
ing for trouble and half veil a silver
orchid among the tulle if she has the
price of one.
Millinery an art? Well! Well! If
you have a practically trimmed hat
on you may be in rags as far as the
rest of you is concerned and no one
will notice.
And as for dressmaking. There’s cold
logic for you! You don’t think it needs
right minded reasoning* power to know
why a waist still wrinkles after it has
been taken up on the shoulders? Go,
my friend, to a poor dressmaker, one
with a weak chin and wandering eyes.
and learn to your cost and that of your
materials that there is more sense in
Kate Clyde’s nonsense than you dream
of!
Yes, indeed, there’s more in the so
called simple vocations than meets the
unsophisticated eye.
Hence the failures.
Greatest of All.
But if you should ask me who’s the
greatest artist of all I would answer
you, without a moment’s hesitation, the
perfect wife.
She gets no applause, no press no
tices, no bunches of orchids, yet. my
friends, she does more successful act
ing in one year than the greatest ac
tress with the longest season. Sho has
no limelight or makeup to help her
either, only her native cleverness and
intuition with which a merciful Prov
idence has endowed every daughter of
Eve to make up for other means of self
protection which she doesn’t possess.
Talk about business ability! Every
day of her life she makes 10 cents do
the work of a dollar, and that’s the pro
portion bis financiers work in.
Talk about the tact and patience of
a hospital nurse! The nurses don’t
have to live all their lives with their
"cranky” patients, but how many wives
do!
Think of the cross grained man, tli
dyspeptic man, the (worst of ail) sulk)
man, and think of the artist of a vvo-
Think of the cross grained man!
man it takes to be able to live with
such a man! Then in the case of chil
dren consider the good generalship, the
keen judgment, the self control re
quired.
Ah, my friends, the plain successful
wife is tremendously underrated. She
is as various as the chameleon. Sho
comes nearer being a genius, I can
tell you, than many of the "geniuses” I
know.
HaC. C-CuA—
H ARD as has been the way of
the impecunious British host
ess of the smart set there Is
every prospect that it will be
even more intolerable this season.
Never in the history of London has
there been such an invasion of rich
Americans, most of them anxious to
win a place in high life and willing to
spend any amount of money to accom
plish it. Much as the English sneer at
Americans, particularly rich Ameri
cana. dollars will more readily -..In po
sition In London than anywhere else In
the world. There society accepts the
gaucheries of the multimillionaire
philosophically, provided tho million
aire gives gorgeous entertainments and
Is likely to prove useful in a financial
way.
As wife of the American ambassador
Mrs. Whltelaw Reid Is nuturally the
chief hostess In the American colony.
She Is the daughter of D. O. Mills of
New York and in wealth and experi
ence Is well adapted for the role of
social leader. The Reids occupy Dor-
'tbester Mouse, the most magnificent
private residence In London, for which
they puy un annual rental of $(0,000.
more than twice the $17,500 a year
which Is Mr. Reid’s official salary. Al
though tho season has just opened they
have already entertained the king once
and tho Conimughts several times.
Princess Patricia of Connaught, who
likes American girls, being a very great
friend of Miss Jean Reid.
All London Is interested in the strug
gle for sm-iul supremacy which is on
between the Duchess of Manchester
end the Duchess of Roxburghe. Now'
that the Duchess of Marlborough, with
her millions and great family prestige,
is. owing lo her separation from her
husband* practically out of the raco
one of these Indies would like to take
her place as leader. The Duchess of
Roxburghe. who as the heiress of the
Goelets. Is the fortunate possessor of
twenty-Hvo to fifty millions, has a
monetary advantage over her grace of
Manchester, who Is only a millionairess
in prospect. However, the Manchester^
finances are at present far from being
In an unsatisfactory condition, the
duchess* father, Mr. Zimmerman, the
Cincinnati railroad magntUe, making
them a very liberal allowance, while the
duke’s mother, the Dowager Duchess
Consuelo of Manchester, gives them
something out of the fortune left her
by her brother, Mr. Yznaga of New
York. Of course there are the rents
from the Manchester estates, and the
recent sale of Tandaragee castle netted
a large amount, which the duchess, who
has all her father’s business keenness,
has doubtless invested in profitable se
curities. One of the most valuable as
sets on the Manchester side in the race
for social leadership is the good will
of royalty. King Edward has a horror
of court scandals and scandal makers,
and the fact that the daughter of the
American millionaire could effect so
radical a reformation in such unprom
ising material as Manchester was a
source of gratification to the king and
queen and to the duke's relatives. His
grandmother, the Duchess of Devon
shire, is, next to royalty, the social ar
biter of Great Britain, and his mother.
Consuelo, duchess dowager of Man
chester, Is both popular and influential.
The young Duchess of Manchester was
recently appointed lady in W’aiting to
Queen Alexandra and now stands so
well at court that rumor says that
when tlie aged Duchess of Buccleugh
resigns her position as mistress of the
robes the American will get the posi
tion. The Duchess of Roxburghe has
jkst rented, at a magnificent price, Lord
Colebrooke’s house in Stafford place
and intends to open her social cam
paign without further loss of time.
That indefatigable lady, Mrs. Potter
Palmer, after several ineffectual sea
sons at Newport, has gone to London,
taken a house and already achieved a
social coup. Mrs. Palmer began by
making a friend of Mrs. George Kep-
pel, whose influence with royalty is
said to be unlimited. Were Mrs. Pal
mer a less handsome, clever and rich
woman she would still bid fair under
such auspices to be heard from, but by
a single brilliant function she may be
said to have arrived, for the king, hear
ing of the entertainment provided,
asked that it be repeated for his bene
fit. Mrs. Palmer’s trump card in the
social game was a drawing room per
formance of Strauss’ much talked of
opera of "Salome,” with Mme. Frem-
stad in the title role.
Mrs. Bradley Martin, who entered
English society under the auspices of
Mrs. Paran Stevens’ daughter, Mrs.
Arthur, now Lady Paget, has a hand
some house in Chesterfield gardens,
and her dinner parties are highly suc
cessful affairs. Princess Christian of
Sleswick-Holstein, her daughter, Prin
cess Louis, and her sister. Princess
Louise, duchess of Argyll, are very
friendly toward Mrs. Martin, who is a
great lover of music, as are these royal
ladies. Every year she gives a private
concert at which appear the highest
priced artists of the opera season. At
Balmacaan. her splendid country,seat
in Inverness-shire, Mrs. Martin enter-
George Cornwallis West has been less
conspicuous as a hostess. Lady Wil
liam Beresford also is living very
quietly. The Duchess Dowager of
Manchester has moved into a larger
house and is likely to do some notable
entertaining this season. Lady Cheyles-
more, who was Miss Elizabeth French
of New York; the Marchioness of Duf-
ferin, who was Miss Flora Davis of
New York; Lady Bacho Cunard, who
was Miss Maude Burke of Chicago:
Lady Barrymore, whose daughter, Miss
Nellie Post, belongs to tho debutante
set; Mrs. Chauncey and her sister Lady
Newborough; Cora; countess of Straf
ford, and Sirs. Adair have all laid out
more or less elaborate social cam
paigns. Mrs. A. J. Drexel, whose
daughter Marguerite is regarded as the
most eligible American heiress in Lon
don: Sirs. John Jacob Astor, who has
taken the Astor mansion at Carlton,
terrace; young Mrs. Waldorf Astor,
who is hostess at Cliveden House; Mrs.
Almeric Paget, nee Whitney, and Mrs.
Glasgow of Richmond, Va., are among
the newer hostesses likely to win social
laurels. Sliss Helen Gould, who is said
to have taken a house in Scotland, is
expected to take some part in the Lon
don festivities, but it will doubtless bo
a very quiet one and due largely to a
wish to please her sister, the Countess
Casteilane, with whom she has been
traveling. It is whispered that the
smart set in Paris has not been over
cordial to the divorced wife of Count
Boni. and if London is kind it may see
more of her in the future.
HELEN HARCOURT.
tains for the autumn shooting. Through
the family of her son-in-law, the Earl
of Craven, she has established herself
in English inner circles as well as is
possible for an alien from across the
Atlantic.
The Countess of Yarmouth, who was
Miss Alice Thaw, has taken a promi
nent box at the opera and evidently
means to go into society as much as
possible during the London season. Un
fortunately the Hertford connection is
not a particularly influential one, nor
has the young American yet succeeded
in establishing herself in the holy of
holies of London society. Mrs. Fanny
Ronalds, long famed as the most in
tellectual woman of English society,
has been in Europe so long that most
Americans forget that she is a Bos
tonian. Mrs. Ronalds’ salon is fre
quently graced by royalty, for she pro
vides the best private concerts in Lon
don through her friendship with the
great musical artists. It was to Mrs.
Ronalds that Sullivan, the composer,
left much of his fortune in order to
show his appreciation of her friendship
and encouragement. Mrs. Ronalds is
not rich according to millionaire stand
ards, yet at her house are to be met
most of the really smart people of so
ciety as well as the stars of the liter
ary, musical and art world.
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