Thomas County cat. [volume] (Colby, Kan.) 1885-1891, 1888-04-19
CAUGHT AT LAST.
My Search for Man and How It
Was Rewarded.

Was Rewarded
l am an old lady-nO matter how
old-but not infirm; and am also
old-iashioned enough to prefer the ole
manners to the new. l never lear
against the back of my chair, nor ap
pear at the breakfast table in my wrap
per, and no one, except my maid, evel
sees my curl-papers. l was drought
up" not to take my ease in public.
But my granddaughter Ethel is very
different. ''She says: "Oh, let's be
comfortable. grandma She has "given
up"-actually given up-wearing cor
sets.
t'They're not hygienic. grandma. -
'Hygienic" to woman of my age,
who never had headache!
'What kind of figure do you ex-
pect to have?" l asked, severely.
Grandma" she answered. shaking
her pretty head-it is pretty-"my
waist measures just three inches less
than the Venus de Medici's"
"Then all can say is, that Miss de
Medici would have been considered a
very 'dumpy young woman in my
day." answered.
Ethel laughed. Times are sadly
changed. The modern young girl
laughs at her grandmother. and does
many other curious things. She learns
curious things at school, too. One
day she rushed home from school, her
curls all flying in the breeze.
"Grandma," she cried, 1--we learned
something wonderful to-dayw If you
should cut your brachial artery"
'But l don't intend to cut my
brachial artery at my time of life, ~
said l. with some dignity.
Buff you should. grandma. could
stop the flow of blood instantly, and
save your life. See hcre!' and. before
KNEW what the child was doing, she
had my arm al tied up in knotted
handkerchief. with a broom-stick twist
ed through one end so tight that l
thought she would amputate it on the
spot That is very strange sort of
knowledge to give young girl. 1t
don't seem ladylike.
Then, too. she has such perfect self
reliance! Why, my granddaughter.
Ethel Starr Raymond, sits down some
times and looks into my eyes with such
a level gaze. and talks to me with such
entire reliance on the accuracy of her
own views, that might be the school
girl and she the old lady. for all the
Difference she pays to my views. More
over. something that happened recent
~ gives the child great advantage
over me; and as sure as l say: Ethel.
do be little more feminine!" she has
a roguish CLEAN in her brown eyes. and
is sure to say:
But, grandma, if must be so soft
and feminine. what will you do if
the 'man-in-t he-moon' comes down
again?'
l suppose 1 must tell the whole
story.
l have been a great traveller in nv
day-north, south. east and west. I
haven't been to Africa Yet, but there
no telling but that l yet may round the
Cape of Good Hope.
Last autumn. when Ethel took a
bad cold. which gradually developed
into bronchitis. thought nothing of
packing up and starting off for Cali
fornia with her. We stopped at beau
tlful little town. situated in a valley
not far from San Francisco bay, with
the soft hills of the coast range all
around us. and taking a furnished
house settled down comfortably for
the winter.
Now, l have spent q great deal of
time in my life looking for somebody.
1t is man. No matter how inconyen-
lent it might be. neither heat nor
cold. late hours nor early company
nor lack of company. could ever in
duce me to neglect the time-honored
custom of looking for "that man :"
who hides under beds. shuts himself
up in closets, folds himself up behind
doors or doubles up in dark corners.
for the sole purpose OF robbing and
soaring PEACEFUL and unprotected
women.
II all the precious hours that good