Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1856-09-01
Hitching On.

Hitching On.
Burrying through the world we often rr..t
| WIN little hitches that retsrd our course.
| stop Us in some favorite pursuit, or aid in
| turning US aside. We often, too, nnd our
| selves hitched on TO something that 70.
| tards our course, and drags heavily a. our
skirts. In the rural districts" bow often. in
the days when long sur.outs were all the 90,
have we found very long unwieldy scion of
"A crao tree, or last years growth Of black
nerry VlEe, following Us Unto meeting -
We wonder now how the ladies' sweeping.
''nG skirts get over such things In the country.
When II Is Just as much as they can do 70 keen
the sidewalks clean swept in the city. Inthst
they 90 succeed sons streets are cleaner
than they were in Dutch days, when women
wore wooden shoes, red stockings, and petit
| coats uncommon short. And some they do not
succeed, because they occasionally hitch on
to more than load We witnessed one OF
these bitches yesterday. A couple that we
| set down as man and wife sure-because VIC
never heard any other couple say "my dear"
with such cutting look aud meaning empha-
sIs-were coming down Broadway, bound for
the Audson river railway station, down Cham
bers street, With, the lady said, " not min
ute to spare" The gent thought differently.
and insisted on FIVE minutes at least {" by nv
| watch y The lady didn't care q 6g for his
watch-it was always wrong-he was always
too slow" We can vouch for her that she is
not
woman with such a sharp tongue will cut
Eer say through the world and be - in at the
death 7" She Is not slow. Her {" better half"
having at least five minutes, could spare one
gust a mlnute'-to spe ak to a friend on the
corner The lady would not wait. She went
on, got near enous "a the station to hare got ON
tho fTSt car, but waited for her husband, who
"itor I'll was right, there were five minutes to
SpaTe-veTy long ones they were too, TO her
Presently the driver hitched on TO car number
me, AID away went the horses Oh a quick trot
down Hudson street a0d down the grade at no
such sDalis pace her husband Travelled.
Didn she wish the drivers whip was crack-
ing around husband instead Of horses heels.
" Hitch on" shouted the director and clear
the track, and away went car number three
81 wish, Kissed the words between com.
pressed lips. that L was on that car, with a
rope around somebody's neck He would
! have got hitch that would have hitched him
oa, So that he would have no chance 10 stop
gust a minute" to talk or think He would
have had ail no could do to trot after that
woman. That woman was getting ek1tad
No wonder. Her trunks and band boxes. and
every dress in the world" were on that
! train, marked " Saratoga" whore she in.
tended 70 hitch on TO the " last of the sea-
son " The nights were already getting cool,
and company would soon be leaving.
Ii was an exciting time, Tor the horses were
bilehcd on TO the last car, waiting for the last
man, who is always little too late, and for
the last word TO be said to 90 ahead. There
Is still time TO save themselves by "juuping
on, but then, 4" where is that aboninable
man - lie was just a minute too late. sud
just because he was hitchcd on-yes, hitched
on to woman. His wife standing a. she de.
clared, :" upon nettles'-hope not barefootei
n a ' sha 1n.,lI tAoN, l.
bic man Yes, she could see him-did see him
and If he had been within each would have
hltehed on TO him, for she saw-" we'll IL il
waTn't enough to drive one distracted" No
wonder, for she saw what had detained her
husband. 1t was a womsn-s young woman
a pretty woman-a woman with auburn
curls-a pretty-and such a love Of a bonnet
not that the injured wife thought so-and a
large, heavy, white, Grape shawl, with long
fringe. The man had watched his watch. and
would have been just In time 10 get on some
how, suppOslng, innocent man, that bis wife
would get her seat at any rate without waiting
tor him. Ii she had, she would have gone
alone. lie saw the cars 20 of one after an
ether, but as there was still one left, and his
friend had one more word. Just a word to say,
he Eeld on to the last moment, and then start
ell nnder nigh pressure, and would have got
down to where his wife was standing on net
Ties, just in time to see that be could not ge.
her aboard, II he did himself. But be was
saved even that modification by another
In passing the auburn curls and crape
shawl, bis buttons and her fringe came ia
contact, and no man was more instantly hitch.
cd on to u woman than he was, and the more
they both tried TO get unhitched, the more
they were hitched. 1t was An entanglement
that brought two blushing faces close together,
and as both were welI-bred, polite apologies
ia soft words were interchanged. The gentle
man begged her pardOn-the lady begged his
the gentleman's fingers were all thumbs
the lsdy's fingers all in gloves. She had to
stop to take them of. He tried TO take of a
button or two, perhaps three, 50 firmly was
he hitched on. In the mean time he horses
were hitched on to the last car, the last word
was given, and away it went; and Just then
the wife turned around to see her husband,
and did see him-saw him blush saw the
lady in auburn curls blush-didn't { know for
what: she only knew that he had hitched on
to some woman 10 the street, and that she, the
wife was not ON the way to Saratoga
N Il There was lecture-curtain lecture
delivered TO a select private party that
evening. Reporters not admitted -New York
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