Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-08-19
WESTERN SLANG AND SENTIMENT.

From the Chicago Tribune.

| From the Chicago Tribune.
"Oh my Is this the placer"
good-looking young lady stood in the door
of the editorial rooms and looked carefully
around the apartment.
II want to see an editor" she continued
'the one that writes those lovely articles in the
Sunday papers about. satin de Lyon will BIZ
much worn this fall and Cape May fashionable:
do not consider striped batiling-suits fashiona-
BILE and all those other sweet editorials about
| people who are going away this summer, and
everything like that, you know"
| II guess you are looking for the society edi-
! tor" said the horse reporter. "He is out jus,
now, but If you want to know when Goldsmith
Maid trotted in 2:161z, or what the two-mile
record was in 1872, could tell yoa all about it
| What was it you wanted to see the society
editor about?"
"Well, y said the young lady. IS really hate
to tell you about this matter, but mamma said
the best way would be to go right to news
paper and see what l had better do, because
| ever since papa died we haven't had any man tC
put us right about such things. and mamma
thinks just as l do that in case like this 9
man would be ever so much more apt to decide
! right on what was best to do, because women
| you know. always let their feelings run away
with their Judgment and frequently make mis-
takes in matters that perhaps affect their whole
future existence. | told mamma that it seemed
about any such thing as this, but she said
editors were persons of great experience, and
since dear papa was dead it would be good
deal better to find out what some man of ex-
perience thought about 1t before l went any
further"
''Your father must have left large proper
ty?"
We'll, he did" replied the girl; 'but what
made you think so!"
"Oh. nothing" replied st. Juliens friend.
N h0Vn nnfi nn1 1,,al
orally rich'
well, of course. don't know anything about
| that" said the young lady; ''but anyhow man.
ma thought had better see some of you gen
tlemen about my affair." l am in love, you
know, with young man. and we are cores
ponding right along. but he doesn't seem to pro-
gress any about what am thinking about, you
know, and mamma says that probably my let
tiers aren't quite tender enough. and it seemed
to me that an editor ought to know about
anything like that"
''Did you ever try the blanks-between-the-
stars racket" asked the horse reporter.
1.-THE WHAT
THE blanks-between-the-st racket. That's
a daisy, and unless this young fellow is pretty
fly, the chances are that YOU will land him on
| the first throw. l have seen some pretty wise
young men go against that deadfall and get
caught-nOt dry-goOds clerks or any such It's
sue-paper ducks as those you know. but boys that
had been out after o'clock for several con-
scCutiNt HiS'tS anu were SuppoSeu 10 De TlgHI
in the front end of the procession all the
time.''
I'm sure don't know what you mean, said
the young lady. but will try this'-
"Well,' said the horse reporter, ''the next
time you write to Ethelbert, or whatever his
name is. you just give it to him strong about
the deathless passion that your heart holds for
nina heart that has never before known what
it was TO be tortured by doubts and fears that
the one on whom the priceless treasure of its
love was set might prove unfaithful to that love.
unworthy of the trusting heart which gave it
BIRTH This will wake him up pretty well, and
then is the time to find out where he lives. Say
that without his love life would be an arid waste
upon whose burning sands lay the whited skele-
tons of Love and Hope. That the days on which
no letter comes from him are as the blanks be-
tween the stars-seeming all the more dark and
cherries because of the brightness on either
side
do YOU think that would have the desired re-
sult?" asked the girl
IF it doesn't" replied the horse reporter ''you
are lucky tO lose him -