The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, June 29, 1913, SECTION FIVE, Page 10, Image 66

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Will G. McRae Gives Rambling Account of Rare Jaunt Where Few Minutes of Casting Brought in Enough and
Plenty of Fine Trout for Any but Most Greedy Fishermen.
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Grays River miles rubber miles that
stretch. Takine a srlance over the
scale given by the maps and you will
see mat it is nearer 12 miles than tour.
Oolne up" was that Journey most ot
the way. like the Journey of life. The
first part of the Journey was easy,
but when It came to dropping down
the mountain, out of the underbrush
and wind falls droppingr's the word
for it for most of the way, Scappoose,
a perfectly well mannered pack horse,
slid most of the way down to the river
bottom on his haunches.
Mr. Johnson went alone: as sort of
gruide. He was familiar with the trail
most of the way, but he had never
been to the spot where we were going
to camp. He was a man with moun
tain experience, and although the trail
was dim arid all but obliterated in
places, especially where the landslide
of a couple of years ago had sent the
mountain side hurtling: into the rush
ing: and madly swirling: river several
thousand feet below he managed to find
the way. Through the trees we at last
came in sight of the long: abandoned
dam and the bunkhouse.
My, but we were four tired and hun
gry hikers. At the summit of the
mountain the trail forked and "The
Sleeping- Reed" and myself, of course.
took the wrong: trail which led down
to the old dam. When we eot to the
clearing: where we could see. the trail
droppwl almost that proverbial 45 de
grees. In alarm we yelled to Johnson,
who was leading: Scappoose. and Dr.
Fosstrom to go back, that the horse
could not make the decline.. With Mr.
Reed and myself It was a case of go
back or gro down, and down we went, I,
holding- on to one end of a long: stick,
Mr. Reed, slipping: and sliding-, grasp
ing: hold of a bush here and there. We
made the descent all right and all the
weariness was gone, chased away by
the tnrm or excitement. The men with
the horse found the main trail atrain.
and after a struggle they reached
Rain Interferes Also.
After all this hard climb and trail
hardships, we were to enjoy only one
day's fishing out of the four. There
was a reason rain. When old J. Pluve
sheds tears in that neck of the woods
believe me, it rains. And yet this was
one fishing trip that rain couldn't spoil.
We were on a stream in which there
were trout. A change of diet, from nat
ural food to the artificial fly. the Brown
HacKie and the Royal Coachman, was a
treat to his spotted lordship. We were
not out to show pictures to friends of
two or three strings of trout 10 feet
long; we were out to catch, trout to
In the two days and three minutes of
fishing, with plenty of time taken out
of these two days for meals and rest,
our catch was as follows: June 12, 14;
June 13. 132; June 14, 111; June 15, 50;
total. 307.
It will strike you that three men
would have . a big contract on 'their
hands to eat all of these fish. Well,
we had a little help. The second day
in camp, while it was raining real man
size rain, a Deputy Sheriff and a friend
from Skamokawa, out on a leisure fish
ing trip similar to ours, hit camp, so
there were six of us to eat those 307
fis-h. The 50 fish caught Sunday morn
ing, for we did not break camp until
after 10 o'clock, furnished a part of
the cold lunch enjoyed on our return
trip. Our homegolng was made in a
downpour of rain, and although wet to
the buff, we stopped at an abandoned
cabin, half way back, built a roaring
fire, and started out once more with
dry clothes and dry stockings.
Success, as we all know, is a target
with a mighty small bull's-eye, yet this
fishing trip was a. success. Patience is
necessary in the making of a fisher
man, but it is not so essential if we
accept the popular view of fisher
men generally, for there are some fish
which will only lie on a shady bottom,
while there are some fishermen who
will lie anywhere. There are no lies
about this trip, about the number of
fish caught or the trouble we went
through in order to catch them to eat.
Work Is Carried on Through Two Distinct Departments: Namely, Playgoing Committee and Educational Body
Mrs. Robert Burdette, of Los Angeles, Looks After Dominguez Fund.
HIS is a wandering account of a
four-days' fishing trip up to the
headwaters of the South Fork of
Gray's River a fishing trip that grew
out of a talk at a tea table at the Hotel
Moore and ended far back in the moun
tains of Pacific County, Wash., at
Blaney's old lodging camp.
Sure! there have been other fishing
excursions to the haunts of the delight
ful mountain trout streams of Oregon
end Washington. Accounts of all these
trips would fill a book three times the
size of the final Judgment book.
This will not be an account of a fish
ing trip, with pictures showing great
strings of fish. This, party of three
were sportsmen or at least two of
them were. Dr. T. Fosstrom, of Astoria,
. was the host, and he is as good a
sportsman as he is a doctor. J. E. Reed,
a druggist, also of Astoria, and the
writer completed the party. We took
a picture of a three-minute catch, made
after we reached camp. Just half an
hour before dark, and while the water
was boiling for coffee. There were
only a half dozen In this catch. The
largest was landed by Dr. Fosstrom,
and measured 13 inches long and
weighed 2H pounds dressed. Not one
ot the others measured less than 9
Inches. Dr. Fosstrom and Mr. Reed, did
the fishing. When the pair had made
this catch, both said in one voice,
"Enough for dinner: let's auit." They
did, and If ever trout were Jerked from
the water into the frying pan, these six
mountain beauties had that distinction.
Doctor Gets "Call."
Some one of the doctor's numerous
patients knew of the physician's love
for field and stream, and told him of
the great fishing to be had on Gray's
River, above the abandoned logging
camp. The harbinger noured his tale
into ears that had been waiting for the
trout stream s spring song, "I'm Call
lug loa," Right then Dr. Fosstrom
scanned his patient list. There were no
names on the list that were threatened
with the Importunate finger, none that
couldn't be mended up so., they would
not need services for four days.
The trip was born. All that was nefl
ed was companions. Quickly to the tel-
r.pnone ana as quickly sang the invita
tions. Sure, these gentlemen would be de
lighted to go on a fishing triD with Dr.
Fosstrom. Hadn't they been his guests
ueiore, ana naan X tney enjoyed a. de
lightful time? Of course they had. Then
came xne tea taoxe s talk, and I was In
vited. I venture to say that never wa
there a trout that was lured from his
hiding pLace under the overhanging
oanKs or a stream mat ever took a fly
with more eagerness than I did when I
accepted that Invitation.
The instructions were meager.
was to go to Astoria, be the overnight
guest at Dr. Fosstrom's home and take
the boat for Grays River. Going to
Astoria wasn't a hardship, but getting
up at 6 o clock in the morning to take
the boat which made its trip up only
when the tide was in, was another
matter. This was to be a fishing triD.
however, and a fishing triD without a
few preliminary hardships wouldn't be
worth shucks.
It was vacation time for Dr. Foss
trom and Mr. Reed, who came back
christened "The Sleeping Reed," Just
because he insisted in taking seven
sleeps in 12 hours. Anywav one looks
at it, men are, as someone has already
saia, "just boys grown up." Well, old
Father Time must have turned back
tne pages, for there were certainlv
three of us who were children again
that night for we were happy with a
big H. Dr. Fosstrom had cleared his
office of waiting patients, folk who!
were to be without his nrofeaalonal
services for a week less two days and
A. J. Reed, to be named -The Sleeping
Reed," had molded his last pill, there
was an Informal God-speed-you" din
ner, at which merry qulb and Jest held
sway until, an hour after midnight.
Brief Slep Enjoyed.
Sleep, at its best, is ever briof un
less it's the great sleep. Hardlv. It
seemed, that we had said goodbye when
the .phono bell rang and "Stay-at-
Home" Watson Binder's voice sounded
cruel and raucoua over ' the wire
shouting: "Up. my worthy fishermen!
day Is knocking at the door of night,
time and tide waits for no man."
Watson is a most welcome person at
all times, but that morning there was
a wish, shared alike by the doctor and
myself that he hadn't been a self-appointed
watch dog. There was a hm--
ried breakfast and a rush for the boat
wnicn was to carry us to Grays
River. It was somewhere near the n-
trance to this crooked Washington
river that Captain Gray anchored his
good ship Columbia, bearing at Its
masthead the first American fla.- n
this coast and It Is from this famous
old hooker that the Columbia River
taxes its name.
It was Into the mouth of this river
that the little gasoline launch poked
her nose as she ploughed her way. Just
as leaden dawn, with Its many changing
coiui s, Buuuemj uuim in a. nood of liv
lng gold. If Captain Gray saw the mm
ing of the day near this point where th
Columbia wells and widens as It nears
its Journey to the sea, small wonder
that he lingered and played such an
important part in the earliest Oregon
While this is the rambling account
of a fishing trip, made by three of us
wno love me outdoors ana appreciate
all the beauties that a bountiful nature
has bestowed on human kind, all sense
of beauty, both from commercial and
nature's viewpoint would be nil, had
we not here enjoyed that twisting and
dodging trip up Grays River and the
drive from Meserve's store to J. F.
Johnson's ranch, through the pictur
esque Grays River Valley. Here were
up-to-date farmhouses, modern barns
and broad acres over which ran sleek
herds of milk cows mostly high-bred
Jerseys. Imagine, if you can, a garden
spot between heavily timbered moun
tains, with no means of entrance or
egress but by boat, yet the ear drum
is shocked by the throbbing roar of
machinery ana the shrill blast or a
swiftly on-rushing locomotive.
Valley's Income Big.
Tes, Meserve Is the end of navi
gation, but from far back in the moun
tains, the Portland Pulp & Paper log
ging trains from Camp No. 1, rish at
frequent intervals during the day with
.their cars laden -with monster logs.
These logs are dumped Into the river.
caught by the booms farther down the
river and later rafted into the Colum
bia River and up to Portland. This
valley, bo Johnson proudly Informed
us. enjoys a yearly Income of $100,000
for Its cream and milk Industry alone,
and he added: "This milk and cream
industry which finds a market both in
Portland and Astoria, is now only be
ing developed at a third of Its ca
pacity. Every year for the past 10
years has seen the farmers improving
their herds and their breed of chickens,
for eggs is another of our great in
dustries, but what is best of all. I don't
believe there is an Improved farm or a
herd . anywhere near up to standard
that is for sale In this little valley."
All this you will say Is getting away,
miles away from a fishing trip. I said
it would be a rambling account. I knew
when I started to write my old type
writer would run apace. Once at John
son's ranch, where we were greeted by
three sturdy boys, a smiling and con
tented wife she must be, for It's al
most two years, she Informed us, since
she had visited the nearest town As
toria and that she had no desire to go
to town. There was a hurried but
hearty dinner Irs dinner and not
luncheon on the farm and by 1:30
Scappoose, the pack horse, was packed
and we hit the trail.
Once there was a good mountain
trail over this route. That was when
the logging Industry was new. when
there was a waste In timber and
money. Denuded of its forest giants,
nature has sought to cover over the
scars made by the woodsmen with
dense growths of mountain flowers and
underbrush. It was a Btern battle with
nature for the first Invaders into that
country and to invade that country
now Is no easy task for your city bred
At Grays River they told us the fine
'Wishing holes were about four miles
back from Johnsons. These are tour
Bugler, Hero of Sidt Brahim, Urged
as Officer In Legion of Honor.
PARIS, June 28. (Special.) The
oldest member of the Legion of Honor
is a bugler named Rolland, living at
Lacalm. a village In the mountains of
Aveyron, at an altitude of more than
3000 feet. The bugler Rolland was dec
orated with the Legion of Honor on
August 21, 1846, for his heroic conduct
in Africa during the skirmish of Sldi
Brahim. In the course of that fight
the bugler conducted himself like a
hero. The French soldiers had ex
hausted their ammunition, and with his
last shot he fired his ramrod, which
he had placed In the barrel of his mus
ket;- at the advancing Arabs. He stood
his ground and was run down by the
Arab horseman, who took him, wounded
and a prisoner, to their leader, the
Emir Abd-el-Kader.
The Emir was squatting on a rich
carpet under an olive tree. On seeing
the prisoner with his bugle he pointed
to the small cluster of French troops
that were opposing the Arabs, and he
asked him if he knew the tune that
the Christians blew to order a cessa
tion of the combat. The bugler said
that It was the "Retraite."
"Then take your bugle," said the
Emir, "and blow the retreat."
Rolland pretended to obey, but in
stead of the retreat he blew the charge
with all his might and the Arab camp
was carried. Considering the age of
this hero, who is now 94, It has been
proposed to promote him from the rank
of knight to that of officer of the Le
glon of Honor.
Females Outnumber Males and
Young Adults Are Numerous.
LONDON, June 28. (Special.) Much
valuable Information on the birthrate
and age distribution of the population
is contained In a Blue Book Issued by
the Census Office, containing reports
and tabulated results of the last cen
sus. Condition as to marriage is also
dealt with.
This country, it seems, contains a
larger proportion of young adults than
either France, Germany, Sweden or
Holland. It has fewer children than
any of those countries but France and
fewer old persons than any except Ger
Though the age distribution of the
English population Is still exceedingly
favorable to low death rates, it is be
coming less so than it was in 1901.
For each million at all ages in 1881
there were in England and Wales
13o,S51 children under 5 years of age.
In 1891, however, the fall In the birth
rate had lowered this proportion to
122.523, and since then to 114,262 in
1901 and to 106,857 in 1911. The pro
portions of older children have also
been lessened. In the totals of popula
tion the females considerably outnum
ber the males.
Cat Short-Clrcuits City's Power.
CALCUTTA. June 28. (SpeciaLl
When most English people In Calcutta
were at dinner the other day, ail the
electric lights went out and the elec
trical fans stopped working. Nervous
people feared that It was the work of
Bengal Terrorists ana looked about for
weapons In a little while the lights
came on again. The incident was due
to a cat, which Jumped on a trans
former at the electric light station,
making a short circuit. The cat was
" IXCE the visit of Dr. Richard
Burton, of the University of Min
nesota. and his delightful lectures
on the modern drama, much Interest
has centered around "The Drama
League of America," to which he
frequently referred.
While this is not strictly a woman's
organization so many inquiries have
come from clu women as to Its pur
pose, qualification for membership.
etc., that it will not be amiss to
briefly outline the scope of its work.
The Drama League of America was
organized in 1910 with the avowed
purpose of creating a taste for better
drama throughout the country; to
crowd out vicious plays by attending
and commending good plays and build
ing up audiences for them through
study classes, reading circles and lec
tures. It does not censor plays, but if It
approves one the members are urged to
support it. If it disapproves it re
mains silent, aiming to kill by non
support. The purpose of the League Is two
fold to create a. permanent taste for
good drama and' to obtain audiences
tor the best plays.
League Does Good Work.
The work is carried on through two
departments the play-going commit
tee and the educational. The purpose
of the first committee is to assist the
theater public to choose its plays wise
ly. It reports the new plays, as they
are produced, through bulletins to the
league members when they conform to
certain critical standards. There is no
pledge from members that these bulle
tins will carry the support of attend
ance with them, but they simply keep
the members Informed as to what plays
are of accepted standard. The bulle
tin comments are the consensus of
opinions of a group of people who are
particularly qualified by study and
training for the work. No ticket
courtesies are .ever accepted by the
committee, in order that it may be en
tirely Independent of outside control.
The educational committee covers the
ground of cultural work, having in
mind a definite purpose, namely, the
education of popular taste for sound
and vital drama.
There Are Seven Departments.
This committee has divided itself into
seven departments, and is endeavoring
to arouse Intelligent interest. Judicious
criticism and financial support on the
part of the public for the great move
ment toward the establishment of an
indigenous drama. It outlined study
work for clubs and makes available
all knowledge of contemporary writers
and plays.
In the short period of Its existence
the league has made wonderful prog
ress, particularly in the West. It now
has a membership in 45 states and in
England and Canada; it has an affili
ated membership through clubs belong
ing to it of over 60,000. There are 25
libraries regularly affiliated and pay
ing dues, 160 clubs and 45 universities.
In Chicago the league has a def
initely organized theate r -attending
membership. Its bulletins are Issued
to 10,000 people, and theater managers
of Chicago admit that after the issu
ance of one of these bulletins, within
48 hours the box office feels the effect.
Memberships Are of Koor Kinds.
The memberships .in the league are
of four kinds individual, associations,
life members and patrons. The dues of
the individual member are but 1 a
year and associations $2. To be a life
member a fee of $100 is charged, and
to be a patron costs $1000. The last
naturally has many privileges and ad
The league makes a strong appeal
for members, saying: "Membership in
the Drama League. means co-operation
with scores of thousands of drama
lovers throughout the country in
strengthening and uplifting one of the
most effective social agencies for
moral and intellectual and esthetic
"New York in 1915" was the lnscrlp
tion on the banner, and the motif, i
few days ago, of one of the most beau
tlful and best-conducted parades ever
witnessed in Buffalo.
"It Is glorious," said the intrepid
General Rosalie Jones, as she mar
shalled her gallant little band under
the shadow of the McKinley monu
ment a far different reception from
that accorded her at the inauguration
of President Wilson.
Police Do Good Work.
The police had made excellent ar
rangements for the parade. A detail
of motorcycle men went ahead, every
police captain in the city was assigned
to keep order, and 300 men were de
tailed under them.
Mrs. Frank J. Shuler, who, by the
way, is an old and dear friend of Mrs.
J. W. Tifft, of the Portland Woman's
Club, was grand marshal of the pa
rade, and looked strikingly handsome
in her garb of white, with white tn
cornered hat with cockade of yellow
buttercups. She also wore a broad
white sash., with "Votes for Women"
in gold lettering.
. Mrs. Shuler is one of New Tork's big
women, even outside of the suffrage
ranks, for she is honorary president of
the federated education and literary
organizations of Western New York,
and is also president of the New York
State Federation of Women's Clubs.
In the parade the suffrage states
were represented beautifully and ap
propriately. Miss Esther Tanner did
the honors for Oregon.
Many novel features were introduced
by women and girls, but they did not
monopolise the whole thing, for there
was a strong division of the prominent
men of Buffalo.
Certainly this speaks well for "New
York. In 1915."
Galveston Is Friendly.
Coincident with the report of the ac
tivity of the New York women comes
the woman's suffrage edition of the
Galveston (Texas) Tribune with "Votes
for Women" in dashing yellow across
the front page.
To an Oregon woman the paper looks
very much like "last Summer." On one
page is a large cut of the familiar
poster. "Madame, who keeps your
house?" On another is the famous suf
frage map, except that Oregon, Ari
zona and Kansas have bleached white
Bince It was used in Oregon a year
ago. But a new one is most Interest
ing, entitled "Watch her grow!" In
1869 a tiny little woman represents
Wyoming; in 1893 her stature increases
as Colorado is added, and so on to
1912, when the girl with nine stars
appear almost full grown.
The paper bristles with bright, read
able articles and short, pithy sayings,
all of which must carry the conviction
that if a paper like this can come out
of the Sunny South the hotbed of the
anti-suffragist the conquest and the
full-grown woman is near at hand.
The Portland Shakespeare Study
Club held its last meeting Monday,
with the leader, Mrs. Julia La Barre,
who had Just returned from a Winter
spent In California with three sisters
whom she had not seen for 20 years.
The refreshments that were served by
the hostess were brought from the
orange groves and ranches of these
Tho club elected Mrs. Adeline M. Al
oved as Instructor of the dramatic de
partment. It also decided to maintain
headquarters at Chautauqua. Last year
much was accomplished at the round
tables which were in charge of Mrs.
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La Barre. and where Informal discus-I which accompanied the Invitations sent
sions were the order of the day. Brief out by the Woman's Club of Oswego to
maae oy me its irienas to join in a picnic on tne
addresses were also
Chautauqua speakers and prominent
people who were on the grounds.
A Mary Arden camp was maintained,
at which many prominent guests were
The same programme will be car
ried out at the coming session, and
everyone will be welcome at the sign
of "Ye Shakespeare Round Table."
The club will resume its usual work
the first Monday In October.
Trustee Well Chosen.
In selecting the board of trustees tor
the endowment fund the General Fed
eration was most fortunate, for the five
who compose the board are all women
of large business interest and broad
The funds have been Invested In sev
eral parts of the country and the board
has also been selected with some at
tention to geographical location.
Ten thousand dollars of the endow
ment fund has been invested in Domin
guez land mortgages. In California, and
properly enough Mrs. Robert Burdette,
of California, was put on to guard this
interest. -
Mrs. Burdette is a wealthy woman
and one of the best-known club women
in America. She has held many offices
of distinction, and at one time it was
hoped to make her president of the
General Federation, but she declined
the honor.
Portland women remember her pleas
antly having conducted a series of
club lectures at Chautauqua several
years ago.
"Rain or no rain." was the word
lawn of Mrs. J. Borghorst last Wed
Rain No Obstacle.
Of course, it rained, but the plcnio
went on according to schedule, except
that the large double parlor where the
table was spread down the center, was
used Instead of the lawn, and a con
venient shed was used for the Juveniles
who were invited to participate with
their mothers.
An impromptu programme was given
with some fine music by Mrs. Voorhies.
The retiring president, Mrs. George
Prosser, made a pleasing and grace
ful speech, going over the year's work,
which showed the club in excellent con
dition, having made the record year for
new members. Mrs. A. King Wilson
presented the matter of the Juvenile
market, which opened in Portland yes
terday. Mrs. W. II. Crookes. who lias recently
moved to Oregon from Montana, gave
an interesting account of the Montana
State Federation meeting, which was
held recently in Livingston, with Mrs.
Crookes' home club as hostess.
At the close of the lunch, which was
In reality a banquet, Mrs. Rossiter
called Mrs. G. II. Fettinger to the floor,
and. addressing her as "the mother of
the Oswego club." presented her, on be
half of the club, with an elaborate and
exquisitely embroidered set of table
doilies. They were the handiwork of
various members of the club. It was
a genuine surprise to which Mrs. Pet
tinger made a graceful acknowledgment.
Dr. Charles A. Nussbaum Cites Commandments and Declares They
Are For All People.
HE most perplexing problem
connected with the revelations
resulting from the vice cru
sades, wherever they are going on, is
bound up in the question of the fate
of the victim. What should be, what
must be the attitude of society toward
the woman who has sinned?" To this
phase of the question Dr. Charles A.
Nussbaum, pastor of the Church of
the New Jerusalem, addressed himself
In his sermon last Sunday morning,
entitled "The Law of Forgiveness."
The speaker said in part:
"The commandments of God are not
arbitrary or capricious mandates; they
are the laws of being, of spiritual ex
istence and progress; not for some peo
ple, but for all peoples. They are
simple and direct statements of the
divine order, according to which man
Is created, and in accordance with
which he must live if he would grow
"When Christ said 'If ye forgive men
their trespasses, your heavenly Father
will also forgive you; but if ye forgive
not men their trespasses neither will
your Father forgive your trespasses,'
he was not making terms or conditions
with man. He was stating a law of his
being, the law of forgiveness, which
relates to man's inner life; it has to
do with the state of his heart, more
than with the acts ot his life. - It is
what a man loves rather than what
he does which determines his oppor
tunities. "In accordance with this law the
sins of a man's life which are due to
his head, to a lack of knowledge of
truth, to a judgment which is not en
lightened, or to great temptation
which is not overcome, may be easily
forgiven. They are something ex
ternal, not a part of the real man. But
the sins which a man brings to his
soul and defends, these are the ones
of which he may rid himself only by
fasting and prayer.
"Now the love of the Lord for man
Is so great that he is in the constant
endeavor to bring man into that con
dition of mind and heart to which he
can say 'Thy sins be forgiven thee.
This, remember, is not an arbitrary
act of God, but is the lawful result of
the state of a man's heart; it is the
announcement of the condition which
the Lord perceives.
"How can we co-operate with the
desire of the Lord that the sins of
man shall be forgiven him? By ful
filling the command to love one an
other as Christ loves us all. To love
another as Christ loves us Is to love
the good in him, for to love the good
in a man revivifies it; calls it forth
into activity.
"All the innocent loves of the child,
the fine aspirations of the youth, are
stored up in the one who may have
wandered far from the way. They all
may be restored to him and brought
Into active life for the use of man
kind, if his fellow man will but see
and love them in him.
"Herein is the solution to the ques
tion which the christian world must
answer In some fashion as to the wo
man outcast. By this means shall all
be saved, both here and hereafter, "by
the love that ye have one for an
other.' "
Costumed as Peacocks Frensh Com
tesses Do Dance.
PARIS, June 28. (Special.) The
Coratesse Aynard de Chabrillan's man
sion in the Rue Christophe Colonib was
the scene the other, day of a brilliant
ball. The guests were all in black and
white. The palatial rooms, with their
curtains of white damask and decora
tions of silver garlands and bunches of
white and' black grapes, presented a
charming picture.
At one end of the ballroom was a
large stage. The first tableau was
"The Queen of the Snows." Standing
on an iceberg in the center of a snowy
waste was the statuesque figure of the
Comtesse Paul d'Aramon, draped in
white and wearing a silver crown. The
picture, "La Source," was represented
by the Duchess de Gramont, who, in a
costume of silver, appeared in a niche
of rock, from which gushed a water
fall. One of the numbers most admired
was a dance by two white peacocks
the Duchess de Bisaccia and the
Vicomtesse de la Tour dii Pin and a
black peacock the Comtesse de Castil
lon. The Comtesse Jean de Segonzac.
a beautiful Ariadne, died a poetic death
amid flowers..