The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, February 24, 1901, Page 10

T HE SUNDAY CALL. ¥s. . H. and acuum was too ecter and wi the dressing-roorm There I apy rules Christian Science I couldn’t get witk the L Mrs. Leslie Bzrenct- Queen of Cavnival. r, to me, “You don’t want to »ok in the mirror; in fact there Is no mir- men just imagine there s there, and anyway you look « and with ilike faith 1 1se of my meditation, w « he balcony, and leaning over, ventional and apologet “You in his aid to me 1 a man to be ed of it, but er citles I ter Tells Reveals the Character e der tkat dress is an Im- the making of a is, yes and no. e question be put in this (that create a ans n dressed badly likely to priately) be 1s garbed as she and thought had s? I should ironment means 8o love bright- ngs bezutiful. my keencst ts, and espe- inde- ysolute 1 can- not bez fined. My to U d, th wir con- ws en, absorb an | , for example a the n them. unok his gentle, re dusband if rd wife were suddenly to deck herself out in a costume remarkable for Its flambo Yes, most decidedly, dress does reveal charac- ter, and is therefore a remarkably potent ftem in the proper formation of a the- atrical part. I am acting now Zaza, and Zaza in- nently my realizatfon the importance Such a miserably illiterate person would I imagine, as I dress myself for the part. I go travcling In white. A e dresses. perishable white tulle toque is brought to me at my request, trimmed with a pure white ostrich feather. What lam ably form for a railway journey! But then I know it suits me; I am only desirous of looking well. I care nothing for what is appropriate, because I am centuries removed from the refine- ment of the subject of chiffons—the very art of dres ich teaches the tenet of sultability to be of more fmportance than any other in securing a beautiful effect. In the morning for breakfast I put on house which seemed built for a carnival, and d 1 had Then orations which rivaled anything n before. n idea came to me—its very bril- st a warm glow over my fast enses. I remembered reading when quite young a story (in wor of one syllable) about a pC » who was almost frozen to eath. = highly Instructive tale went on to say that when he was entirely sur- rounded by ~ame quite warm. . perhaps It is the same Frost, so I trotted down the most melting- I sald, “Why are the or masked?" “You must be from Mis- irmured, “No, a stranger selecting i@ | How Dress of Zaza. | another gowr 1y out of place, that is eq I want to look my very best. The | c « 1s brilliantly red, with great hands sequined patterns | embroidere and the bodice white, } igled. Observe the con- | the effect of the union of | rity. It is garish, It is vul- | gar, it 1s common; It §s the worst possible | taste for g wear and a tete-a-tete | breakfast 1 over i richl t. Obs n, poor Zaza is garish and vul- staken, and even then seful moment, when she ad, yearning heart to correct as‘she concelves is as wrong as wrong can be. That fourth is my biggest one, and hose the red and white frock with a s well as the one I I chose it because in id and 1 second | have just n the intensity that follows the pathos of it med. becomes impressive. +I know that Zaza's | hour of agony is made all the balder and | more unrelieved by the smiling presence of that senseless mass of frivolity which she put on that morning with so much hope that all would go well, as she, mis- guided creature, deemed well to be. It is the dress in which I feel hap- piest of all things T wear in the play—the one that seems to suit the moment best. In the final act I have on white, with delicate embroideries and mousseline de sole—a gown as refined and beautitul as the others were bizarre, simply that I may point the contrast between what Zaza and what she became when educated in sorrow’s stern school. She at last perceived the other side of existence— the ennobling influence of pure thought, hard work and high aspirations. MRS. LESLIE CARTER. l sce it {s against the rule for men to maszk, so what Is the use of rigging?” This was chilling. { “I thought there was no rule but Foll here to-night.” *“Jove, the directors ruled it out, you know—not Folly but masking, you know."” The dance was no better and I was slowly congealing. I wandered “in an out and round about” like a Dutch doil, aver hoping that I might find the thicg which I felt sure must be in hiding and would make its appearance later / “For what are you looking?”" said tha Black Frost. “For the Spirit of the Carnival,” T satd. *“Well, you have struck the wrong ~.ace; you want to go down in the Latin quar- ter for that. This is an up-to-date 3o- ciety burlesque.” So I was not to find the Spirit of tha Carnival here. . . rife Spratt Hello! C He looked at her with ‘a scrutinizing stare. “Now, who in Alameda are you?" Shs laughed. “Sally Jones, by all that's good!"” “How in the world did you know me she blurted out. “By your tecth. ~ \ China. “I didn’t know I wa of caramels,” she said. almost 1 o'clock and Xin s given. I'a know them in labeled like a box the signo! Flower girls, Japanese and Chinese ladies, Carmens. La T Topsies and country school girls flocked ups to remove their masks. Then ho! for the supper and the wine! The solids came free. The liquids only by special order, to the groaning accom- paniment of metal drop from Chappie's pocket to the tune of fifty cents per quart per mineral, or $4 per quart per real old Champy. Dear Champy! what a makes in some people. I will say it for the Chapple difference it they were game. L e e e R o e e I;.' Photos by Thors. + o * eteofefecfufecfosfesfoedfe ofe o ofecfoforforfocte G There ing, at And one dear married 1 his wife at More $4 per flowed than fifty eents. duct. And ob tables did burst t into scng after the dear old wine from ad its way. time and wine how some home. France b to make t black e It only takes wre so attra songbirds of us all. I found even sober Gras, w me throwing a few high notes forth for general edifica a I could have hugged eve one at those particular groaning boards. It was the nearest approach to thawing the Black Frost that I noticed aughter let old wrink and song'—and a few Ah! Wine, women - v heat With wine congenial spiri h mortifying groans. These were wights after my own heart! pirit of the s0 well sought tk were all But even they Carntval in vain. They known—poor dears! Even they dared not lirger ng o'er the festive board, lest Mrs. Grundy float about. Good as I am and bells. is something in a warli n with mo e If ¢ to play t empt at jol- ever present ke ks so evidently could or and discreet as they were, I heard such tales—but there, gracicus me! "tis another . story. - aph s wiles? What 1s a tricks? And what is a P > On with the dance till daylight, was the ; R e ut cry! the mask 4 r e at all, for by her restrictions she Does she fear by a 'Tis much more homelike for ye bohemian—the gay party after supper and in the small hou The discreet beaux whose thirsts are ever present tripped the light fantastic al- ternately with quiet withdrawals to snug that hen admission is by card a reputable board of retreats where the “stags could drink 1ld seem enough to | their fill.” spect and The flowing bowl! Ah, me! "’l‘“‘;. One dear, big boy—such a pet and 80 anq called nice—insisted upon wearing a bonnet on his head and accumulating a package—not hand. tell me, when he many, let us say. borrowed a he might strut to be car in h He has had a bit too And other dear be policem: helmet that and feel how bad he was. It was all such harmless fun—alth they s enant by Cupid g sweet the pearl band en her third finger. I he heard a ki he corner, m'life "twas but the popping of a k. by a careless wa is so funny, they 1gh eard nothings in some liev was ove: murm ear of one who wore a g me Grundy swore false! I wa cham- er in next alcove Lieuten themselves to the enemy by nois nts are far too clever to bet Qharles J. Dickman—Pringe Qarnival. sinuates a lack of trust.