Rensselaer Republican, Volume 21, Number 6, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 October 1888 — CHAT ABOUT WOMEN. [ARTICLE]

CHAT ABOUT WOMEN.

Florence Nightingale is nearly 96 years old and is vei*y weak. Mary J. Booth, of Harper’s Bazar, is known around Franklin Square as the Duchess. Miss Eva Ingersoll, daughter of Col. “Bob,” is known, at Saratoga as “The Grecian Goddess.** ' Mrs. Fred Grant .loves the and is still at West Point, where she has spent the entire hummer. Mrs. Mary E. Tyler, the original Mary who had a little lamb, is now 82, and lives at Somerville, Mass. Wife—“ You never call me an angel | now, John.” Husband—-“I hope to be able to call you one by-and-by.” Mrs. Marion Todd, of Chicago, is a finely read lawyer. She is the author of a work on “Free Trade” of marked ability. -Mrer Charles AlexaTrdgr'lfa’ggliter'H" the late Mrs Charles r, roc%«r, ip probably the richest woman of her age in America, - ——* The London poetess and novelist, Miss Mary Robinson, after her marriage with Prof. James Darmesteter will live in Paris. It is said that Mrs. Hopkins-Searle has bought fully $250,000 worth of paintings in Paris for her mansion at Great Barrington, Mass. Miss Adele Grant is passing a very quiet summer at Lenox. Early in the fall she will goto Europe with Mrs. John Davis, of Washington. Mrs. Huldah Rockwell, of Westville, Ct.,-better known as Granny Rockwell, who in her earl v davc was one of New England’s pro mi non*. ers and also cook in a tavern at Green Farms, kept by Aaron Burr, died recently, aged 90 years.* .She never had a ride on a railroad.

Mrs. Leßreton, a relative of the Langtry, has in London parlance “gone into bonnets.” A number of English women of note have lately set up millinery shops, and Mrs. Leßreton is only the newest addition to a profession which now numbers among its members many ladies of title and position. Evidently the world is moving. The woman-despising German Emperor has consented that the bust of a woman shall have a place among the memorial statuary at the University of Berlin. The person thus honored is the late Countess Louise Bose, who left a fortune to the university for the aid of poor medical students and the promotion of medical research. Mrs. Ashmead Bartlett, the American mother of Lady Burdett Coutts’ husband, is described as a sprightly old lady of 65, who habitually wears widow’s weeds and has American ways. She lives at Eastbourne, and her household includes an American heiress, Miss Rossmore, her son, “the silent member,” Mrs. A. 8., J., and their seven children.

A well-knowTEnglishwoman has come to the conclusion tha*. the works of Byron, Shelley and Keats are not sufficiently studied by her own sex, and she has set apart a considerable sum of money,which, when judiciiously invested, will produce a substantial income that is to be devoted to prizes for essays on the works of those poets. Trustees have been appointed to administer this fund. The Russian czarina, though nearly 40 years of age, has still a girlish appearance, her sparkling eyes and her joyful smile, her elastic figure, Her " graceful and yet natural movements, as she shows them when dancing, all combine to impress her with that stamp of youthfulness so rare at her time of life. And how she laughs-so heartily, so loud, so naturally, that she herself seems now and then to think it almost frivolous, when a bashful red at once covers her face, and makes her look still more like a big girl or an overgrown child. Why should not women make good soldiers? Most of them are used to

handling powder; they frequent dry goods stores enough to be acquainted with drilling; they* are used to baring arms, particularly when they go to a ball, the opera or the wash tub. Their instincts are military, for they have their children in arms as soon as the little ones are born. And as for bravery, a little women of four feet nine, with thin lips and a sharp nose, can make a heavy mas of six feet two tremble in his boots. Why shouldn’t they make good soldiers?

Kate Chase’s history has been tinged with romance not always of the brightest and most happy kind. Her marriage during the war to Senator Sprague, of Rhode Island, then one of the wealthiest men in the country, cave her an establishment at Washington that was one of the most brilliant there, then or since. She queened it in a truly regal way, in a womanly way, in a kindly way, aud the rememberancea of those times are full of her good, deeds. The story of her divorce and her late life came to sadden many hearts who had known and loved three daughters and a son, at Edgewood, her father’s country house, just outside the limits 6f Washington and within view of the Capitol, where her words and wishes were once so powerful. And during all the summer days the husband of her heart, married to another woman now, was doing duty as Chief of Police along tne Narrttgansett sands. Hers has been truly a saddening history in these later days.