The Daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1845-1850, 1845-10-27

foreigners are apt TO think our females too in
sensible to the difference with which their sex is
treated A writer in the Boston Journal
gives the following incident, which occurred in
his ride TO church in an omnibus.
l limited thatI settled inlo my seat with some
dllhculty. Not that the vehicle was crowded
oVermuch By no means. Though few persons
occupied 1t, 1t was quite ful-but it was the full
ness OF vessel containing whpt syllabub, or l.
Italian cream, TO that OF another filled with half
solid soap, or"heavy wet.' | was in a cloudy,
gauzy crowd, for on either side of me were two
young ladies, whose fragile forms were almost
lost In an infinity of grass CLOTH and flowing mus
In One OF them, who was remarkably pretty,
and whom | irreverently likened unto
''Ihe sweet portraits of the Virgin Mary"
when she stood up resembled note of admiration
in parenthess of cloud, so lightly foa,ed the
gauzy materials around her fair form The other
lady seemed as though she had been cast in a
large mould, and while yet soft, dipped in starch
and dried. AS | sat between these two ladies' |
carefully drew the tails of my snuff-colered coat
beneath my arms, the elbows of which looked as
if they were pinioned, and violently keeping nv
knees together, reduced myself to the smallest
possible dimensions But alas how difficult it
is to please In spite of my efforts 10 avoid
crumpling the snowy lawns on either hand. an
occasional pitch of the omnibus would Jerk me
first on one side and then on the other and which
over way inclined, pair of reproachful looking.
eyes would peer at me from beneath a pretty
Partisan bonnet, and warn me off as if | had been
arattlesnake instead of decently disposed indi-
Vidual who felt unbounded love for n-bustled
human ma ure. Opposite me was another lady
so tiny wasted that | trembled every time the
omnibus pulled up sharply lest she should snap
off in the middle. Poor thing as | looked at her
pale face, and pinched stomach, | ceased to won
der at the far-away devotees who inflict seftor-
ture, and knew that Fashion was a no less mex
orable ond cruel deity than Juggernaut.
On we went but all at once there was sudden
jerk, and middle aged lady mounted the steps
NO room ma'ma,' said an easy-looking gentle
man, with very white cravat and red fold of
flesh instead of collar turning over it Not
bt,' said one OF my lady neishbors, with an ap-
prehensive glance at her petticoats. 'We're as
full as we can be- chimed in the other, and she
bestowed glance of mingled ferocity and disdain
upon my snuff-cOlored coat, one skirt of which
had dared to infringe fold of her dress. ssYet
mama" said i'll revenge, 'sthere's room for
one more" and | got up, and the middle-aged
lody, who was twice as big as | was, took my
place, to the infinite chagrin of the reader knows
whom. The middle aged lady, however, scarcely
deserved the compliment paid her, for she took
seat quite matter of course, and not of cour-
tesy-not even acknowledging the latter by
nod or smile OF that sort which good breeding
teaches down she dropped on the cushion, and
out went l. and there was an end of the matter
Now hope | am as polite as other people, and
| greatly admire the Difference which gentlemen
pay to ladies in this country: but rearlly think
when the courtesy of gentlemen is, as it too
often is, received without the most trifing ac-
acknowledgement, that the custom stands in some
danger of wearing threadbare. Besides, the
gentlemen don't like, at least do not, being
defrauded of pleasant smile, or a cheerful
look--its clear case of obtaining good seat and
not paying the price, and l therefore beg that all
ladies will be more honest in future and give the
quid pro quo, if they would have the men be
patterns Of poiteness.