Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1885-05-08
Mrs. Blinker is Called a Gossip.
NHE INHffN NiNTLI DENIES THE SOFT
INFEATHNENT
~ = Counterpart may be Found In any
Community.

community.
Gals. what do you suppose :?
Wta' do you actually and really
,uIPose?
on course YOU will not believe it
1t will seem 50 palpably absurd, so
wildly. wretchedly impossible. /
hcnrd last night that Mrs Hussy-
N II ev0r II woman was rightly
named it was her, for she is a per-
fec, hussy-she said | WAS q regular
tattle-tale. and that all l did was sit
"a, my window and SANDER people
who are going by.
Ma a ta,tle-tale. Why she might
~ well Say was Gorson. A Cor
gon, you don't know. girls, was a
fabulous creature, half woman and
half fish. with one eye. right in the
middle of the forehead; and l think
they had tails like fishes, although l
will not he sure, for it is very long
time since | studied mineralogy.
Mrs. Hussy she is a nice one to
talk-she who beats O newspaper
for news. Tell Mrs. Hussy q thing,
oven in strict confidence, and every
body IN tho village, from old Black
sam way up OF one end to the man
who keep the switch. house at the
railroad depot at the other end, will
know it. Yet she says l gossip.
when will leave it to you all if ever
you or anybody else ever heard me
utter n word of disparagement about
my neighbors.
As Shakespeare says in his great
play of Led Astray," If you
can't speak kindly of your neigh
bors. keep your tongue quiet" At
least think it was Shakpeare said
SO, OF it might have been Ben JON
son. Quaint old Ben Jonson! And
was very sorry TO read in the pa
per the other day that he was dead
aud-Amelia Siubbs, 1 have fire.
puently spoken to you before about
the way you waste the wax; any,
body would think you were making
II cabbage instead of pink. Kitty
Jonks, will you ever learn that red
violet is an anomaly of nature :?
Well, ] shall charge you for it.
What is that you say?
iou uere so Interested hearing me
talk that you forgot yourself.
Indeed-well, l suppose 1 will
have to excuse you this time, for I
know YOU need every penny you can
get; and as for that poor, worthless.
drunken beast Of father of yours,
il ! was your mother l would sent
him packing lively. True, he makes
four dollars a day, but he spends it
all for rum.
Father has not tasted a drop for a
rcck.
He hasn't? Well, he will, just
mark my words, Kitty. He'll 20
about one week longer, and then he
will so upon what Bret Harte calls
a "rip-snorter." He will come
home full as tick and propably kill
your mother with an OK, and then
kill himself and set fire to the house.
Why people will drink, do not
zee. For l saw a statement by one
Of New York 8 most celebrated doc
tors, that there was not pound of
nutrimont in barrel of alcohol, and
Carrie, dear, please 80 to the
cupboard and bring me few tea
spoonfuls OF that gin and tanzy. I
hate the stuff, but anybody with all
Of the cares and responsibilities
that / have must have something to
brace up their nervous system, and
Is that Miss Kane riding past in
tho express wagon? Yes, it is.
Woll, if l was as we'll fixed as she
is. | would not ride in such a vehicle,
when l could drive my own pony
carriage il 1 wanted to.
She don't care though.
Myra Kane never did care for
anybody or anybody's opinion.
Why, last summer, if she was not
actually parading around the town
with q japanese student, q horrid
little yellow faced monkey, with eyes
like cat and q pig-tail folded up
on the back Of bis head and stuck
under his stove-pipe hat, for he
really had the cheek to wear stove.
pipe hat.
1 spvkv 10 Myra about IL, for I
felt that it was my duty to do SO.
" Myra," l said I think you
should have some respect for your.
self. The idea of your travelling
about with that nasty little One
Lung, or whatever his name is,
You are disgracing yourself"
Would you believe it she actually
turned up her nose-just as if her
nose is not turned up enough al
ready-and said:
Mrs. Blinker, when I desire
your advice will send o carriage
after you" Was not that an insult,
and me old enough to be her mother
elder sister, / mean.
| What girls Of nowadays are COM
ing to, do not know. Really tho
way they act appalls me.
Look at Myopia James, run away
with a gamb er. Her folks try to
stuff it down peoples throats that
be is not . gambler. Some weak
folks may believe it, but I won't.
He is q gambler. He wears big
diamond pin and q velvet jacket.
Didn't see him loafing about the
hotels for weeks before he ran away
with Myopia, and I knew ho was
there for no good. His face lust