The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 10, 1904, Page 20

20 FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, JULY 10, 1904. WS e “Dog days?” Oh, no, guileless ties—years divisible by four always . stranger! Whence camest thou, and are whither hast thou tarried these many summers, that thou knowest not that these are no longer dog days, but tabby s? Ah! these indeed are the days hen the tabbies foregather on the hotel porches the length and breadth of our noble land, prinked and primped nd preened for the observation of each r and the scrupulous scrutiny of ing throng. In the latter ca- pacity it is that the “tabby” best serves the tion—and let it be said of her, n simple justice, that while on guard the conduct of the men and . and the youngish matrons o—her fidelity and unswerving devo- t to duty is unparalleled. No scrap of scandal is able to get past her and, with infinite patience, she weaves each ttle bit with another, and lo! the tale s builded. And thence into the lime- of public condemnation is the Where, pray, can man and maid be- come better friends than when thrown together for days, dependent each upon the other for amusement—the maid daintily frocked and good to look upon, the man care free and at peace with the world—at least for the hour? The world grows roseate, the days be- come fragments of bliss, the nights ecstatic. A soft, mellow glow envel- ops all things—even the little brain cells behind the manly brow. So he takes her little hand in his and asks her. If he doesn't, 'tis said’ she some- times does the asking. But that's too stupid for a clever girl to do. It lacks thrill. But why, pray, shouldn’t a maid tell a man she loves him, if she really does, and lead him up to the psychological moment? It's only a stupid superstition, anyway, that men do all the declaring. Of course, in - wretch of a maiden rightfully dragged, to pay the penalty of having been kissed, or at Jeast having been sus- pected of it. Or perhaps the shameless thing has wandered off the porch of sanctity and gone walking down the lane with a man—a man who is not a relative—angd without a chaperone. Or it may be that the scarlet creature permitted a married man man with a nice little wife at home"—to walk with her down to the gpring, or to the lake, or the beach. Now. there's a case that, were it not for the dear old “tabbies,” might have gone by un- noticed and uncondemned, and there- fore unpunished. To be sure the “nice little wife having heard the sad, sad stor; have been spared many tears heartaches—which were of course unreasonable, because maid were simply ances and, in all probability, would never meet again. But for the best in- terests of the human family — which the dear “tabbies” love devotedly— these things must be brought to light. And then there’s the stunning young matron, whose fond provider has sent her awa recreation, that she may store up a surplus of enthusiasm and good cheer, from which she may draw and ridiculous and wholly the man and the pleasant acquaint- when weariness bears her down. Now, ofttime, she is the rightful object of solicitation by the censors of morals and manners at summer resorts, be- cause she will talk with men and dance with them, and even with married men—and she has be-~ known even to walk off into the staclight with them. Of course she would go with a party of friends, but even then, such conduct shocks a moral people. and well she deserves the lorgnette-frappe that greets her return. So here’s to the tabby—the preserva- line of public morals' And here's to her rheumatism, that keeps her on the porch—may it never grow less—for the fields and forests lie beyond, where the men and maids may wander at will, right-thinking and right-doing their only monitor—and the only chaperone necessary for the American girl prop- erly reared. And since it is the woman who holds the gauge of the friendship valve, the moral situation lies in her hands. And therein it is eminently safe. > This has been a merry week. House parties and week-end hotel vVisits are meking of mid-summer a Jjoy. Aud euch a propitious year for house par- former years it wasn't polite for wo- man to possess passions. If she loved she must maintain a discreet silence and smile, even though the crisis of her life had come to her and was melt- ing away into nothingness because her lover was bashful and missed the psy- chological instant. . e . A pretty wedding occurred last week, when Miss Beatrice W. Robinson be- came the bride of Julius Weaver Farnsworth at St. Paul's Episcopal Church in Benicia. The bride and groom are both of excellent families and both with hosts of friends. ol 3g-Pie Thursday brought a noonday wed- ding, when pretty Miss Mary Lucllle Caldwell was wedded to Lieutenant Peyton G. Clark, U. S. A. The Rev. Jerome Hannigan read the nuptial service at the home of the bride’s uncle and aunt, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Cald- well Zimmerman. A lovely bride was Mies Caldwell in nuptial trappings. Her attendants, Miss Helen and Miss Lanette Hough of Stockton, were fair to look upon in their smart frocks of blue, The young officer and his bride will probably take up their home on Angel lsland after their post-nuptial trip. P e A most interesting engagement was given out on Thursday, when Mrs, M. A. Tobin announced that her daugh- ter, Celia, had become the betrothed of Mr. Clark of San Mateo, more re- motely of Montana. A union of money, brains and culture, a more felicitous marriage could hardly be conjectured. Miss Tobin is a clever young woman along many lines. Musical, a patron of litterateurs and a linguist, she is equally adept at acquirements of the out-of-doors. She rides, drives, swims, plays a good game of golf and poss- esses a figure that reflects her amuse- ments. As to Mr. Clark, he is not so well known to San Franciscans as his charming bride-to-be, but in his favor can be said that he is a Yale man, clever, entertaining and a multi-mil- lionaire and owner of one of the finest menages in all California—the home built by Walter Hobart a few years ago in San Mateo. The date of the wedding has not been set. . . . On the 26th Miss Lillie Leonora Neumann, daughter of Mrs. Paul Neumann of Honolulu, will become the bride of Robert Macdonald, eldest son of Willlam Macdonald Bird of 26 7N N D \ I | \u L L T - oo — A FIANCEE, A BRIDE AND — A CLEVER MATRON. Harrington Gardens, London, England. land. On account of the shocking death of the brother of the bride, Ensign W. C. T. Neumann, U. 8. N., on board the ill-starred Missouri, the wedding ceremony, which will be celebrated at Brompton Oratory, will be quiet, invitations being limited to the chapel. . * . Two other affairs of the heart have been made public—the betrothal of Miss Meta Graham, second daughter of Colonel and Mrs. William M. Gra- ham, and Lieutenant Lewis W. Cass of the Thirteenth Cavalry; and that of Miss Belle F. Gerstle, daughter of the late Louis Gerstle, and Mortimer Fleischhacker, both of whom are connected with the best Jewish fam- ilies of the city. . . . A well appointed luncheon was given last week at the St. Francis by the indefatigable Mrs. Martin in honor of her two young relatives, Miss Anita and Genevieve Harvey, whose return from the Continent has been signalized by a merry round of entertainments. Among the guests at the bloom-laden table were Anita and Genevieve Harvey, Miss Jennie Crock- er, Miss Alice Burke, Richard Burke and Willie Burke. . . . Visiting Mrs. Eleanor relatives from over Burkes, William and Richard and Miss Alice. Miss Alice is seen every- where with her charming hostess. Ennui can never assail a guest of Mrs. Martin—if keeping busy can keep it afar. Martin are the ocean, the . . . Burlingame was madly merry on the —% Fourth. It began to grow gay on the preceding Saturday and progressed proportionately as the nation's birth- day wore on. The houses round about were filled to overflowing with merry guests, from which laughter and song flitered forth in the general proclama- tion of fun. The Hobarts, the Beylards, the Howards, the Henry Scotts, the Walter Martins, the Carolans, the Jos- eph Grants, the Mountford Wilsons and the Bowens, the Van Nesses all enter- tained, and the clubhouse was a festive scene from dawn till dark. I was on the point of saying from dark till dawn —which really wouldn’t have been the exact truth. The golf tournament was, of course, the climax of the ‘“prepared fun and that type of fun, by the way, is usually stupid. But the game proved the exception. The playing was clever, though Mrs. Laurance Scott rather dis- appointed her admirers, not showing her usual splendid style. Of course, two years having elapsed since her ac- tive work on the ligks, such playing as she used to show could scarcely. be ex- pected. Miss Whittell acquitted herself cleverly, winning the cup—a monu- ment, by the way, and about the only one in the State, to the late lamented Prince Poniatowski. Miss Whittell scorel a great hit as the cup-winner, which honor hasn't in the least extended the girth ~f her pretty little head. Among those who watched the game were Mr. and Mrs. Frank Carolan, Mr. and Mrs. Paul Clagstone, Mr. and Mrs. Henry T. Scott, Mr. and Mrs. Harry Poett, Miss Frances Howard, Mrs. Henry Stevens Kierstedt, Mr. and Mrs. KX Mountford Wilson, Mr. and Mrs. Mayo Newhall, Miss Margaret Newhall, Mr. and Mrs. Eugene Murphy. Mr. and Mrs. George Pope, Mr. and Mrs. George Newhall, Mr. and Mrs. E. Duplessis Beylard, Captain and Mrs. Payson, Mr. and Mrs. Bob Woods, Mr. and Mrs. J. Leroy Nichols, Mr. and Mrs. Whittell, Richard Tobin, Miss Celia Tobin, Miss Agnes Tobin, M ston, Miss Jennie Crocker, Mr. and Mrs. Walter Hobart, Mr. and Mrs. Dennis rles, Mr. and Mrs. Will Taylor, Mrs. Gus Taylor and Mrs. Fred McNear. San Rafael was all tied up with red, white and blue ribbons and banners on the Fourth, much in the same style as our mothers used to tie us up when we were urchins—stiff white frocks, with plenty of Oswego, and a sash and other embellishments of red, white and blue ribbons—stiff and uncomfortable, but awfully fetching. The tennis tournaments culminating events of the hours. It was rather a warm day—pretty hot for the players. Miss Hazel Hotchkiss emerged the victor of the morning game, played against Miss Miriam Edwards, and Drummond MacGavin of the afternoon fray, for- mer State champion Grant Smith los- ing to him. Some very smart frocks—white plque and canvas, mogtly—were seen at the court. Among the interested on- lookers were: Miss Elsie Tallant, Miss Alice Burke, Mrs. Eleanor Martin, Miss Edith Sonntag, Miss Stone, Miss Em- ily Wilson, Miss Charlotte Wilson, Mr. and Mrs. James Follis, Miss Ethel Tompkins, Mrs. L. L. Baker, Richard Burke, William Burke, Miss Gwin, Mr. and Mrs. William Gwin, Mr. and Mrs. George Pinckard, Mr. and Mrs.” Willie Babcock, Mr. and Mrs. Lefevre, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, Mrs. Selden S. Wright and Dr. Harold Brunn. As usual, the Wilson girls attracted a deal of attention. were the daylight 5 Apropos of Wilsons, belles and debutantes, there are already four— Marie, Margaret, Bessie and Emily— all of different families, and wholly unallied. Now, what are we going to do when three more of the Wilson maids—all of whom, by the way, are exceptionally interesting, and one, Miss Bessie, a famous beauty—when we have Miss Charlotte, Miss Madge and Miss Bernice to reckon with? What is the unhappy society paragrapher to do, unless the dear litfle maids carry identification cards? Sai e e Apropos of tennis, a California girl, Miss Sutton, has won honors on East- ern courts, gathering in the State stakes in New Jersey and in Pennsylvania. She is a stocky little maid and agile, with a pretty smile and fetching manner. She is just such a girl as lit- tle Miss Hotchkiss, who won first place at San Rafael on the Fourth. &5 e e Mrs. Horatio P. Livermore and ivflu Elizabeth Livermore, who have been in Santa Barbara for the past six weeks, return this week. Mrs. Livermore and the Misses Livermore will mot go to their country place at Napa until Sep- tember. Mr. and Mrs. James Follis and their little son, William Gwin, are visiting Miss Ethel Tompkins at her home in San Anselmo. A charming pair they make—Mrs. Follis and her hostess, who have long been close friends. The Follis family leave for St. Louis in the fall. Mrs. John Burke Murphy, who was expected to arrive here early this month on a visit to her grandparents. Captain and Mrs. A. F. Rogers, will not leave Fort Russell until late in August and will spend the month of September here. i el Cards are out for the wedding of Miss Mary Bright, daughter of Mrs. James Maxwell Wallace, and Lieu- tenant Gilbert A. McElroy, U. S. A The nuptials will be telebrated on Wed- nesday afternoon, July 13, at the Swedenborgian Church, corner of Lyon and Washington streets. Here's a plucky little maid who isn't afrald to wed on the 13th. Besides, she’s marrying into the Thirteenth In- fantry. But what possible chance has superstition, miasmic and unhealthy, pitted against love, vigorous and whole- some? The attendants at the ceremony. to which 400 invitations have been issued. will be Miss Florence Hay of Fruitvale, Miss Frances Grow of Berkeley. M George Willlamson, Mrs. C. O. E wards, Miss Mabel Reld, Mi: Lottie Patton, Miss Hallie ball, Mrs. J Gibson and Mrs. William Hawley of San Francisco. The groom, for some psychological reason, has to be content with one at- tendant, Captain Truby. There must be some underlying reason for this ap- parent neglect of all grooms. Whether they fight shy of sharing the limelight with more attendants than law com- peis them to have or whether they pos- sess more self-reliance than the maid, remains for Professor Loeb to tell us. There has long been an analytical dis- cussion in London of the charm of the American girl, and what do you sup- pose has been the deduction? Why, her animation as expressed in gesticu- lation! Time was when even American girls—particularly those of the rigid schools of New England—were taught to preserve an icy exterior, with a well- bred immobility of feature in conver- sation. But the Creole maid, and her vivacious sister of the South, with their magnetism and spontaneity, were car- rying off the honors of the social world, and the Northern maid teok notice. And thus to-day is vivacity the keynote of the charm of la belle Americaine of North and South. So what think you of a school established in London for the purpose of teaching the uses in conversation of the eyes and eye- brows, the facial muscles, and those of fingers and the hand” But all gesticulation that is not prompted by thought always forced and unfit. However, a habit of animation may be cultivated by this sort of instruction, and then the im- pulses of the mind may be expressed by natural gestures. My! But what a relief it will be if some of the royal women of Europe get some expression into their faces! There are some of us Philistines wha do not wonder at the royal masters seeking exhilaration in the music-halls. The listlessness of many of their wom- en bore spirited American women al- most to a state of dissolution. So here s to the school of g culation! Only we hope it won't get over into France, else we want the whole conversation in pantomime. T G Mrs. George Flavel, Miss Flavel and Miss Kate Flavel sailed from New York on June 29 for England cu‘v?‘» steamship Ocear c. er a short sojourn in London they will go t Paris, where Miss Kate will continue her vocal studies. In the fall the fam- ily will go to Italy. Her fine voice, so often raised in the cause of charity in » Will be placed under the finest rs of the old world for cultiva- o0 @ By common consent the handsomest woman at the Vendome this summ Is Mrs. Andrew Welch. Exquisitely gown her dark, Ruth-like beav is greatly admired. To a student of human expression much of Mrs. Welch's charm comes from her mental and spiritual pose a charm that reflects itself in her s dark eyes. et A Spanish dinner was given last week by Mr. and Mrs. Charles F. Lummis in honor of Miss May Ethelyn Bourne of Haywards, who is spending a few weeks In Los Angeles as a guest at the Lummis home. The art of giving a real Spanish dinner is under- stood by no one better than the fa mot editor of Out West, for he learned how™ in the cactus country where Spanish dinners grow. The Lummis colony of literary folk was well represented at the affair, as Miss Bourne is well known as a magaz contributor, having done much work for San Francisco and Los Angeles publications. s ‘ete Mr. Nicholas, wife, boy and maid, arrived at, the El Carmelo last week Mr. Nicholas and Dr. A. Fine of Oak- land made the trip in Mr. Nicholas auto car last week in six hours and ten minutes, actual running time. § s e One of the winsomest brides of the month is Mrs. W. L. McGuire, who, as Miss Agee of Stockton, was a stunning belle. She was wedded in this city a couple of weeks ago, in romantic fash- ion, to one of the most prominent at- torneys of Hanford. &+ 295’ @ M. P. Lilienthal, S. C. Sinsheimer, R. V. Dey and A. G. Freeman of San Francisco have arrived in London and are at the Hotel Ceeil. . . . Thomas M. Kearney of San Francisco has arrived in London from Paris. Mr Kearney is at Claridge’s Hotel awaiting the completion of the sixty-horse Mer- cedes motor car which is being built for him and in which he intends going for a long tour throughout England. Mr Kearney also will be in New York for a short time before returning home. . . . Mrs. and Miss Schwabacher of San Francisco have arrived in London and are at the Carlton Hotel. Mrs. and Miss Schwabacher have been for some time in Paris, and are now planning to make a long coaching tour through Scotland Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Shuman of San Francisco have arrived in London and are at the Hotel Cecil before proceed- ing to Paris. S Mrs. J. R. Mackenzie of San Fran- cisco has arrived in London from the Continent, where she has been touring. —_——— Sacrilege of a Mob. TOULON, July 9.~The Church of St. Cyprene, sacked by a furious mob be- cause the cure refused to admit a dozen children to their first communion, stil} shows evidence of the people’s anger. ™ The church building did not suffer much, but the interior was completely wrecked. The crowd engaged In the work of destruction numbered about 2000.