Of English Beau

HE British type of beauty is, as a rule, hard to photograph with justice. The upper classes have usually a proud, distant look that the glow of health and ease of marmer go far to turn into a regal beauty. The camera, however, gives only the pearance of hardness and chili, ün tuis account many beautles of high sway abroad cannot gain homage on this side of the water through photography. The other type of British beauty, the gracious and tender, however, flnds many admirers here. Of this Iatter class is Miss Florence Willoughby, whose expression is one of rare sweetness and sentiment, and whose profile indicates features of the warmest and most sympathie deücacy. Miss Leslie Chester is also the possessor of a strikingly beautiful face. Her profile is as clear-cut as any carneo perfected under skillful hands. Though the rest of her features are of the smaller, more delicate type, Miss Chester's eyes are very large and wonderfully deep and lustrous. A woman who is heralded abroad as one of the really stunning beauties of Great Britain is Lady Fitzpatrick, whc is inclined to be plump, and whose sunny expression lacks the icy haughtiness of many of her sister noblewonien. Miss Hope Temple, too, has been blessed otherwise than with her unusual musical abilities, and she is doubtless woman enough to prefer hei physical charms to her mental gifts and would not give her mellow, dreamy eyes for any of her musical reveries, not even for her extremely well known and well-liked song, "My Lady's Bower." To be endowed with the ability to compose is rare enough in women, but to have beauty at the same time is to be an especial pet of Fortune. Miss Ethel Matthews is also accredited abroad as a "type," but her retrousse nose rather unflts her for that distinction, though it does not detract from the charming vivacity of her very pretty face. One of the best known women in all England ís Lady Dunlo, who attracted many devotees when she was a music nall dancer, doing her "turn" every night with her sister on that stage whence bo many of the British aristocracy have taken their wives, to become the mothers of future nobility. She was won, however, by the Count of Clancarty, who on the recent death of nis father, Lord Dunlo, advanced a step in the peerage. Lady Dunlo's very cided beauty is of a wild and passionate character that eminently justifiea her fame and is not crushed beneath the gorgeousness of her new station. Another woman of the lowenflKiiik who has occupied the public attentlon recently is the American variety actress, May Tohe, who, failing to make any particular impression here, crossed the water and found fame, fortune and aristocracy in the person of Lord Hope, who feil in love with her and made her hls wife. She has a very piquant expression and looks like the pretty waitress she played in the comedy, "The Lady Slavey," in which she appeared before her marriage. Two other fair women who are English beauties only by adoption are Lady Randolph Churchill and Lady Grey Egerton. The number of American women who have become the wives of English noblemen is really startling-. One is inclined to think that the jokes on tha subject have very slender foundations, but there is a goodly Hst of the women who have forsaken home and country for the glitter of a coronet in a strange land. The Leonard K. Jerome family furnished England with three very handscme daughters, one of them marrying Jack Leslle of London, another Moreton Frewen, and the third Lord Randolph Churchill, whose political career ■was as brilliant as it was short, endlng In his recent death. After their marrlage Lady Churchill took a strong i a very close : by the truly i -he displayed in hei - 'lis and personal electloneering, This exhibition of pluck so íi i ñ the s that numberless ene i.k-ü v,'ere converted over to the Churcl 1 ranks. Lady Churchill is a stately biunette, of a -very serious mien and with deep, dark eyes and a full. Tich mouth. Lady Grey Egerton was plain Miss Cuyler of Morristown, N. J., before she married her sonorous tii'e. She is a remarkably beautiful creature. Her Jorm is shapely, her throa. and shoulders are superb, and her head is well built and neatly poised. Her fektures are the perfection of their sort, atad might almost be taken as an ideal type of American beauty. People say that Cora Tinie has been her light under a bushei in "A Trip t Chinatown" for a long time. Only a couple of years ago rumors were current that she was the darling of an English lord, and it seemed quite ltkely that she would feather her nest as May Yohe has done. She went to fondón with D'Oyly Carte, and flaunted her pert little excuse for a v"lce in the eara of the long-suffering Britishers. Then she went to Australia and made a hit there as the only woman on the stage who didn't use golden hair ash. She had all the elements of sucee3, inoludine a stage mommer, who trotted where at her heels. And yet she lias been swamped by "A Trip to Chinatown." She hasn't been seen íor ages, but she used to beam wlth that face oí hers and teil wonderful stories about her mommer and herself that people used to believe. And of course they wer= all true. It is ,said that at one or two of thf private houses to which Cissie Loftus was bidden as a paid entertainer in London recently there was considerable vexation because the note did not inelude the presence of her literary husband, Mr. Justin Huntly McCarthy. One lady said to Miss Loftus: "Of course, you know, it's very annoying. We quite reckond upon having your husband with us. We should have made it quite pleasant for him." That is wSiy McCarthy stayed away. He knew it would be pleasant- too pleasant- but as he is the social superior, or at least equal, of anybody in 2,ondon, he declined to subject himself to the hum liation of belng known as an entertai -er'e husband. McCarthy, by the bye, i putting the finishing touches to two new novéis, both of which will probably be pubüshed simultaneously ín New York and Lcndon. It is improbable that he will make a fortune with "A Woman's Impulse," published by the Putnams. It is what may be described as a nambypamby kind of book, without any feature worth remembering.