The Press., 1886-07-08
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 No matter how hard and ugly the truth is, it is more pleasing than the affectation of what is not, real. Exposure is certain to follow people who try to go through life behind mask of false pfetences. We have little sympathy for people like "Bill Simpsonsd darter." A gentleman travelling from Buffalo to New York city tells the story: !4# -Up tuss-3 At Albany two ladies, dressed in the extreme of fashion, entered the car. Their manners indicated great affectation and consequent shallowness.
 The only unoccupied seat in the car was directly behind a quiet looking lady, evil dently from the country. Her dress was of calico, her bonnet of plain straw, and her gloves were of cotton. She could not have looked heater, and she had good, honest face.
 | As the fashionable ladies adjusted their draperies in the unoccupied seat, one of them said to the other, 'tDon't you think it too bad that there are, such poor accom- modations on railroad trains now?"
 "How-in what way ?" asked her con- panion. ,.... '.'
 "Why, here we are crowded up in all classes of people--some of them so con- mon. Look tt that person in front of us. "
 "Horrid, isn't she ?" ,-,-
 Perfectly dreadful" .......l. | Hooks like common laborer." | "How annoying to have to come in con- tact with such people r -a ... | Belongs to some ordinary family. If one could only exclude ones self from such persons when travelling even short distances I suppose it is awful in me to say it, but have all my life had such a repu9nance to the common laboring peo- ple."
 The lady in the calico dress must have heard a part of the conversation, but her face was perfectly composed.
 At that moment an elderly man in the home-spun and homemade garments of a farmer came down the aisle. He stopped before the ladies of fashion, closely scru- tinized the features of the one having ''such a repugnance to common laboring people," and just as the train stopped at the station, cried out in tone loud enough to be heard by every person in the car | ''Lookee hyar, haint you old Bill Simp- sons darter ? But I know you air 'thout askin'. How de do, anyhow? You don't change speck. Got the same nose you had when you wor little gal O twelve or fifteen year, trottin' b'arfoot round my old farm in ,Podunk county. -.
 s'Yer mind how youst ter give yer two bits day an' yer dinner fer helpin' my l younguns dig taters2 Ho ho ho P
 The young lady had dropped her beaded veil and was nervously biting at her fan, but the old farmer went on heedlessly
 "There's been mighty changes sence then. Yer pap went out to Coloraday an made a big fortin' thar, an hear yer live in great style. But Bill Simpson ain't the man ter fergit old frens, an you tell nm that you've saw old Jack Billings, what youst to give him a-menny days work when he was so pore his family had ter wait till the hens laid afore they could hev any breakfast You kin remember that yersef, reckon. ., -,.s.... ...-..5,
 An there want nobody gladder nor me iwhen4yer pap did git rich so suddint, for he was mighty hard workin' black smith, an always pore cause of bad luck.
 My wife sez she lost an awful good wash woman when yer ma moved, an Il git off here. Good bge, l goodbye P
 The meekest, most subdned person on that train during the rest of the trip was ''Bill Simpsons darter." -,