Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1885-04-29
AN INCIDENT.
The Sting Which Was Hidden by Polished
Exterior-Two Women's Ways.

they kissed effusively. II am so glad to
see your Here they kissed again. ..I
haven't seen you for such an age"
Here they shook hands warmly.
"Where have you been so longp Ihad
about made up my mind you were never
coming here. How is dear little Rebus?
Oh, see you have brought him with
you. Isn't that nicep' Here Mrs.
Gimlette led her guest to a chair by the
window, where she could see her clothes
in a strong light, and gracefully sank
upon sofa in the shade.
Eyes, dear" replied Mrs. Jones,
with a little cultured sigh: 81 thought
| should never get here. You live in
such an out-of-the-way street. 1t really
is quite journey. l should have been
here before, though; but Mrs. Brown
told me only the other day tha5
your girl had left, and you were
doing your own work, and | knew
you must be too tired to receive call
ers "
"Oh! did Mrs. Brown say thatP" re-
piled Mrs. Gimlette; "that is Just the
kind of information | should expect
from her. You know [ didn't invite
her to my last reception. What love-
ly dress! didn't think you could ever
have made 1t over so well. 1t does pay
to buy good material, doesn't it, my
dear? By-the-way, how is little Rebus
the poor little dear?'
"Oh, he has been quite poorly. He
had such dreadful shock last week.
l got in car with him in my arms, and
what do you think the brute of a con-
ductor didp He told me / couldn't
have my dear little Rebus in his dirty
old car. l protested that the poor little
fellow was doing no harm.
Harm or not, madam, said the
brute; i have my orders, and my or
ders is to allow no dorgs in this car,
and he rang the bell, and the car
stopped:
reached for dear little Rebus, i shall
have to put this dorg off.
"'You wouldn't be brute enough to
do that I said, for / was indignant
clear through. why, he hasn't his
blanket on, and he will surely catch his
death of cold.
''But was forced to get off. [ shall
have him discharged, though. And,
do you know, right on the other side of
the car there sat a miserable dirty
washer-woman, with little red-faced,
common baby in her lap, and they made
me take my sweet little Rubus off the
car"
ut was a shame,'' replied Mrs. Gim-
lette, pathetically: Il didn't see
you and Mrs. Simpson at the ball
Wednesday,"
mo, poor little Rubus was threat
ened with lung fever, and l had to
stay at home to nurse him. But Fred
went.
I'm 80 sorry you couldn't go. You
would have enjoyed it so much Mrs.
Simpson had all her wedding-silver out.
Do you know | think it is only plated !?
The papers said the morning after the
wedding that it cost ten thousand dol
lars; but L think twas bought on Broad
way for two hundred and fifty dollars;
it is exactly like a set | saw there"
''What shame" replied Mrs. Jones,
feelingly: Ito impose on people SO.
Her set, then, isn't any better than your
set.''
Il saw Mrs Smith there" continued
Mrs. Gimlette, without noticing her Wis
itor's insinuation; ''she was dressed
beautifully
"What. that creature? [ am aston
ished at her effrontery. Was her hus-
band there?'
mo. I believe he was out of town;
but she doesn' mind it any,"
"1'n warrant you," returned Mrs.
Jones; ''that is the woman Fred is al
ways raving over. I think she is sim
ply odious."
'Mr. Jones doesn't appear to agree
with you, replied Mrs. Gimlette,
sweetly.
NO" replied Mrs Jones, hotly; she
is always setting her up as model be-
fore me- It is Mrs. Smith this and Mrs.
Smith that, until | am sick of her very
name"
Il don't blame you, dear. I should
be, too. Mr.. Gimlette, fortunately,
thinks there is no one like me-.
'Howvery odd! Howwas she dressed?
[ suppose she wore her miscellaneous
as usual.
care they really paste? 1 thought
they were real stones. They are more
brilliant than that beautiful Rhine
stone set of yours. By-the-way, what
has become of that set?''
Hers are PASTE" returned Mrs.
Jones, without replying to the ques-
ton; Il have seen them in the day
time. and they don't shine at ALL
''She wore white brocade of velvet
with terra Gotta velvet train. 1t was
perfectly stunning. [ wish you could
have seen her"
''What? The same old dressp 1 de-
clare, she has had that two seasons"
''Well, DEAR" returned Mrs. Gin
lette, II am sorry you couldn't have
been there. You would have had
charming time. l had asplendid chance
to see Mrs. Simpsons curtains. You
know the papers said they were real
Madras lace and cost five hundred dol
lars window. | examined them close
ly, and l think they are only i'm tation.
1t is gett so nowadays that you
can't believe anything you read in the
newspapers, and only half you see.
How very shameful!'
"By-the-way," continued Mrs. Gin
Inttp 81 feel az if I raaIIx1 TO toll