The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1880-04-01
Women as Travellers.

ing 1t. she mas opened me twelve
times in half all hour what for, l can't
see. She doesn't always take things
out. l believe she likes to hear my catch
snap"
"Perhaps," said the Lunch Basket
s'but watch her with me-two sand
wiches, two apples, four cakes, one
orange and one banana since we started,
beside any quantity of chocolate creams
I am rather new, you see ; this is my
first journey with lady. Do they al
ways eat like this9'
'She does it to occupy her mind, l
suppose" said the Bag. 81 have often
noticed that people eat when there is
nothing else to do. l saw it on the
steamer when we went abroad"
"Well, 1 hate it," said the Basket.
cit looks so greedy, eating all the time
I don't think l like travelling with ladies,
anyway" =,
think not, indeed They are never
puiet a moment. A man, now, just
bumps us down, and that's the end of us
until the train stops, when he snatches
us up again and rushes off. But
woman First she gets into the Pull
man car, and wonders where her seat is;
can't find the number. and won't believe
the porter so looks over everybody's
head or under everybcdy's feet until she
sees it herself"
"Well, really" laughed the Basket,
81 don't much blame her for not finding
the number. OF course, l have travelled
very little yet, but it seems to me they
try put it Just where people can't possibly
see it"
"Perhaps," said the Bag, "but a
woman always has to fuss just SO much;
the cause doesn't make any great differ
ence."
81 hope she settles down now said
the Basket.
"Mercy !" said the Bag, Show much
you have to learn, poor thing; this is
only the beginning. She takes her seat,
but finds it sunny, and wants all the
blinds pulled down then she tries to
wedge her bag between two chairs, and
when the old gentleman in front of her
wants to wheel his seat round, he can't,
because the bag is in the way. He
looks to find what is the matter, but the
lady takes no notice OF him, and he
makes some exclamation to himself
which we don't wish to repeat. Then
my lady wants a footstool, and the porter
cannot find one for moment; so, of
course, she must have it directly, and
cannot travel another moment without
it. At last, after making the porter
poke under everybody's chair, she gets
up ami discovers it under her own, where
ii has been all the time.
"What women want foosstools for,
can't see," interrupted the Basket; one
is always stumbling over them in dark
drawing rooms, am told"
ooh it is a notion" said the Bag,
''and ladies' notions are very obstinate
things That is the reason they get
their own way so often. Men have not
time to bother about within, and so they
give up to it. 1t saves temper"
$50 it does says the Basket "Weu,
go on. After the footstooll
"Then," answered the Bag, "she takes
out her novel and scent-bottle, and is
quiet for while; but pretty soon she
feels the dust coming IN from the open
ventiator, and although the thermome-
ter was ninety in the car, it has to be
closed-thc poor old gentleman in front
Of her as red as boiled lobster. Then
she eats her lunch and wants the win
dow opened to throw away her apple
parings BY this time the poor porter
has wisely disappeared, so she tugs and
tugs in vain. At last she looks around
in an injured way, and says: Will no
! gentleman assist me
"Women never do understand
catches" said the Basket $50 men
say; explain lock to them dozens OF
times, and they will always lull the
wrong way
"Quite true" said the Bag; ''well,
one of the gentlemen in the car gets the
window open for her and shuts it after
ward. Then she is thirsty and wants a
drink of water, so she goes to the ice
cooler, swaying into everybody by the
way and comes back with Der cup full
Of water, spilling plenty of it and
waking the old gentleman out OF sound
sleep by small deluge on his bald head.
Presently the conductor comes for the