St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-11-22
THE LADY RAMBLER.
New York Versus st. Paul Girls.-
Crushed BY q Look.

| New York Versus St. Paul Girls.-
Crushed BY a Look.
The man who is now praying the hardest
for long and cold winter is not president
of the Curling club, neither is he particu-
| larly interested in snowshOes or toboggans;
| he is the individual who has just purchased
mink overcOat. But really, yon know,
| those long mink coats do look aWfully dis
tingue.
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| And isn't it too aggravating to reflect
that the instant New York maiden ap-
pears upon the scene, we st. Paul girls are
compelled to retire into the background? 1t
doesn't at all matter how beautiful, grace
| fnl, well-bred and accomplished we are,
nor, by virtue of our good clothes, what
models of style and elegance we consider
ourselves; as morning stars pale before the
rising sun, so we in her presence fade into
insignifcance. Her gowns may not be
costly, but she wears them with certain
air that, strive as we may, we shall never
attain; the draping of her Overdress is
poetry itself; her hats are idyls; her wraps
are symphonies. In short, the minute we
catch sight of her we softly calculate ''New
Yorkw and sigh hopelessly. fully realizing
the futility of any attempts at rivalry. Oh,
| ohAO PAoJ A@p, 6AAAo, o1AS PASJ " Ave-
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Do you know what I would do if I was
one of those men who spend so much of
their time upon the street corners, watching
the women endeavoring to keep their petit
coats clear from the mud of the crosswalks,
who know all the feminine methods of hail
ing cars and who can tell to the fraction of
an inch how much of her ankles a lady can
becomingly show? WE'LL I'll tell you. I
would have pair of artificial limbs made
and encased in striped hose; then l would
| take vacation and devote myself to the
steady contemplation of their fair proper
tons, gazing upon them until [ knew by
heart the position of every stripe in the
stockings. Perhaps after that l might be
able to 60 upon the street for a time at
least, and engage in some other study. At
any rate it would do no harm to make the
| experiment.
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When young lady informs you that she
| has been to party every night for week
and that she is going every night for a week
to come, and in the same breath that she is
tired to death and considers dancing "the
most tiresome bore in the world" you real
ize, perhaps for the first. time, how
wo nan can sacrifice self upon the altar of
duly.
| ~
was witness the other night to a little
scene whereby certain youth received
much needed lesson in politeness. 1t was
quite late, and the young man was occupy
| ing one entire seat of the car as couch,
his position being more comfortable than
digniied, when there entered a party of
ladies who had evidently deemed their
number protection. 1t never occurred to
my young gentleman that it would be an
act of courtesy upon his part to assume an
upright position, and he calmly proceeded
to honor one Of the pretty girls Of the femi-
nine party with most prolonged and ap-
proving stare. Miss Beauty stood it good
naturally for some time, but patience at
last ceased to be virtue. She allowed her
eyes to assume dreamy, far-away look,
and then seemed to suddenly become aware
of his presence; her eyebrows
went up and the corners of
! her mouth went down, imparting
to her countenance an expression of the
most ineffable contempt AS her lids began
to slowly droop, first one masculine foot
and then the other touched the floor, and
by the time her eyes were completely yelled
the charming youth was as straight in his
seat as poker, and the young lady in the
meantime had never ceased her converse
ton with her companions. Pm quite sure
the young man will never smile incredu-
lousy at tales of maniacs who have been
Gained, and wild beasts that have been SUBJ
dued by the steady gaze Of the human eye.
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Did YOU ever see man in the act of hay
ing pair of kid gloves fitted to his hands
by pretty lady clerk? If you never did,
you have, yet to behold countenance ex-
pressive of perfect happiness and content
Let the young woman be as slow as she
| may, the operator always seems to him
dreadfully hurried. No matter how little
he may care for the varieties of dress, he
suddenly becomes the most fastidious of
mortals. strangely Directing to microscopic
| wrinkles, and extremely anxious regarding
the exact position of seams. Of course the
young lady sees through his f1imsy articles,
but being wise woman in her generation,
she says nothing. and smooths and pats and
coaxes to his hearts content. These men!
They are awfully clever, but
LADY RAMBLER.
SALTWATER SOCIETY.