Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-05-03
JUST AS SHE TOLD 1T,
By JULIE K. WETHERHI.
From HNper's Bazaar.

hotel with nothing to do.
Amt New Orleans an awfully funny placer
it can't hold candle to Chicawgo. Some one
tod Us to visit the French quarter; but, my
goodness! it's awfully shabby-just awfully
shabby; and as for the French Market you get
up at an unearthiy hour In the morning, and
the coffee they haves fit TO poison you. / think
It's your duty to see everything that's to be
seen; SO | said to the chambermaid, the other
day, "Where are your handsome dwelling
houses?'
''Ah! out Prytania and st. Charles, mum.
there's ilegant fine mansions" she said.
Sc We went. and-wOud you believe it?-
they re all made of rood! Did you everl Yes;
this is dreadfully queer place 1 used to have
sort OF romantic notions about the south
thought II must be just perfect. | thought
don't you know, you wore white dresses all
winter, and sat on piazxas In hammocks. and
that the southern men were all dark and tall
and very fiery; and the darkies were so funny.
and sang. and played on banjos; but, gracious
they behave just like every one else; and as for
white dresses, I've never come so near freezing
to death in all my life.
Fred would say that's because never read
anything, nor listen to what any ones saving
But that amt it at all.
You'd just die if you knew Fred. He's the
funniest boy. Awfully nice. don't you know,
only he will prose so about literature and Gull
ture. Oh. he's too funny. Why when he likes
one book oy an author, he must rush right off
and read all the rest Of 'em. He read DdUid
Iopgeh-did you ever read Darid COpJe5d?
Well. did. and l declare l thought I'd be old
ana gray before got through; but I'd promised
Fred I'd read 1t. Well. then he read all of
Dickuns. Same way about Thack'ray. He
began Vanity Fair. and Just went crazy about
Thack ray. Ever read Vanity Far? Amt it
simply awful? just struck. / told Fred
just wouldn't read it if he never spoke to me
again.
Then that Becky Sharp too. girl at our
school wrote composition about Becky Sharp.
What did she say about her? LOr-r-dI l didn't
listen to it. All know is it was about Becky
Sharp.
Fred amt a bit like me. Now. when like
one book by an author / never read another,
because think Id be sure not to like it half so
we'll. and then Id get to hate the whole lot like
poison.
But you mustn't think Fred amt NICE He's
real handsome and fascinating has big brown
eyes and the cutest mOustache: only he ,ciH be
superior, and it's so fatiguing. Now, what's
the use Of being superior? Why can't you just
be happy and sensible?
I've known Fred for perfect ages. Why, he
used to walk to school with ME. and carry my
books But that was last year, for I've been out
ever 80 long
We used to quarrel like cats One day he said
to me. marie Cassidy. do you ever intend to be
anything but a frivolous butterfly -
Frivolous f1ddlesticks end!' said l, and
spoke very severely, too. elf you want
superiority, just visit mommer seven evenings
week"
Mommer's superior enough, gracious knows.
The Way she goes in for general information is
WELL" said he, "r you are content t.
Erred Delbert, said, sam 1 a griffin or a
CyclOps?"
why, of course not" he said, opening those
big eyes Of his.
well, then, amt Cyclops. that's settled.
and pepper has lots of niOney-just dead loads
of it so what do want with superiority? I'm
sorry you find me 80 unattractive. There's De
Lancy WitheringtOn he says my eyes are like
bits of heaven on earth, and"
Fred got so mad heregularly stamped. Don't
quote to me the inane remarks Of an IDIOT" he
shouted
Anyhow" said she likes me lust as am.
and he isn't always treading on my poor little
pug"
Il hate pugs." said Fred They always look
as if they're making faces"
Well, somehow or other we made up again,
and made him kiss Gigi because he'd said such
hOrrid things about the poor little pet. Gigi's
just killinS-yOu ought to see him.
Fred and were sort of engaged. Not quite,
though. because pepper said Fred was young.
and was young. and he didn't want to give up
his little girl just yet awhile. That made me cry.
and feel real badly, BE- use I've never been any
thing but the bother of his life.
But Fred and had a serious row once.
You see, there was a girl staying with Mrs.
Calvin. in our block; Pamela Stonehenge was
her name. and she came from somewhere east.
Some people said she was so elegant and
and talked about her classic out
line" but, LOrr-d. she was so tall and thin. and
her nose was miles too long. don't care what
any body says, it srGs long.
She was dreadtuIly profound and hgh-toned |
and Fred began to fly around her little. |
didn't let on | cared bit. because l wasn't 60
ing to set him up. but just firted awfutly with
De Lancy.
1t was at Mrs. Jenifer's ball. and De Lancv
and were sitting on the stairs. when / saw |
Fred and the classic Pamela skipping off to the |
conservatory. Amt men too heartless2 | vas
sure he must have something important to say |
to her. so told De Lancy l wanted to stroll |
about and look at the flowers: and Of course he |
agreed, for he was mashed-regulary mashed |
passed as close to Fred and Pamela as | could !
They was talking in a low. earnest tone and |
heard something about "a scheme of cosmic |
philosophy"
Now did you ever, The idea of dragging a !
girl off into conservatory to whisper such law
breaking things in her earl felt sort OF reliey-
ed. tor it's comfort, after all, to have lover
who's too big goose to fiirt with other girls
But when thought it over that night. while
L was taking out my hair-pins, began to think
there might be more in it than met the eve. |
didn't know but it was the intellectual way of
making love.
/ was very cold TO him when he brought me
chocolate creams. | told him | ahominated
chocolate. and it was very plain he found it
too troublesome to remember my likes and dis
likes.
Well. then. in the midst oftfis. he had to 90 TO
st. Louis on business; and while he was away
repented. and began to feel sort of soft about
him.
He had written he was pretty sure to be home
Tuesday evening. was sitting by the window,
and the gas was turned low, and somehow [
felt blue. / could see Mrs. Calyin's house.
where that horrid Pamela StOnehenre was
staying; and, as was looking. two men went
up Mrs. Calvin's steps. 1t was hateful show
cry night; but they were laughing and talking,
and when they put down their umbrellas saw
something that made me jump.
Fred has an umbrella with the funniest head,
an ebony skull with Rhinestone eyes that flash
in the most life-like way, and there that thing
was wiBking at me in the gas-lisht across the
street. / was so mad | Just cred-regularly
howled. To think that Fred would 60 to see her
first of all.
Well, who should walk in bright and early the
next morning but Fred himself. He looked pale
with remofse. | thought But icebergs and
polar bears were nothing to me in the way Of
coldness.
He began, Il wanted to see you the first thing,
'Indeed7'' interrupted II feel quite hon.
ored."
He turned very red, and stared at me. Then
he said: What do you mean? What are you
talking about?"
and SO 1t went en- from bad to worse until he lust
m an1 rGafl NTH tI,o,