Morning journal and courier., 1883-09-08

around the room. The ordinary, well-be-
 haved and courteous man finds the 'tfemale
 mashern the most difficult person to contend
 with for when she is rude-as she very fre-
 quently is-there is necessarily no reply. She can insult and iDjure without any chance
 of stsetting downn from anyone, unless he
 be old enough to be her father. Such re-
 buff one of these impudent minxes received
 in my hearing the other day at seaside rail- way station A female masher of pro-
 nounced type, after sWaggering about ra1l-
 way station, walking like drRgoon, and
 hourishing stick instead of 9 parasol, was
 anxious to enter train from which an elder
 Iy gentleman was handing his gray haired
 wife with her innumerable impedineRts.
 The process was too tedious for Miss Mash CT, who observed far too audibly to her com
 panion: F'WelI suppose when these peo.
 pie have got out we shall be allowed to get
 in" There was @ malicious sheer in the de
 livery of this sarcasm which would have
 frightened younger man. But the old gem tleman was equal to the occaaion. My dear young lady, said he, Ca little patience will do you no harm. In fact, if you practice patience it is possible that some day you may get husband, though should venture to consider that it was no desirable event! l" Then, taking of his hat, he retired with his wife and her parcels. But Miss Washer was far too pachydermatous even so much as to notice appreciate the rebuf. She en- " sitting, and proceeded as follows: She first took up the newspapers which happened to be there and flung them into another seat, occupying why I cannot conceive, the seat opposite to me- esI don't know what these papers are, or whose they are, and don't care,' was her first remark, although, as was the only other occupant of the carriage, it would not have been difficult to solve that problem The conversation she tndulged in
 with her friend was the reverse Of ed1tyIng, being a coarse mixture of slang and some what vulgar repartee. l am not naturally over-scrupulous or over modest, but was obliged to stare out of the window in order to pretend not to appreciate the brazsn con duct that, had it been recognized and laughed at would have been rewarded with sheer or scowl, for Miss Washer. although she takes enough liberties herself, never allows one. During the remainder of the journey my edifying companion employed nerseAE oy whistling popular airs and by tucking up her dress in order to pull up her stochngs-an occupation harmless in itself, but scarcely in accordance with the dscorum of public 1 conveyance. Nov, I was curious to ascertain | the habitat of this young lady. Who could she be? To what class of society could she belong? She was evidently lady born, if not lady bred. She was no frequenteE Of
 the music halls, where such manners are ap. planded as something vastly witty. Judge ot my surprise when she stopped at g railway I station close to the abode of g. popular mo- I blenan and was driven off in 8 private om- | nibus attached to the mansion. If, then, | such young ladies set so unenviable an exam | pie, it is small wonder that the masherdom \ of society in it's most pronounced form should be initiated by other girls and women equal | ly arrogant and equally vain. Miss Washer f of Folkeston and Eastbourne, is reproduced ! in still moro masculine fashion at Margate and Yarmouth.