Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1888-06-21
ROUTING A sIAsHER.
An Amusing stresf-Car IncIdent The
Pretty Gid and Her Deep Revenge.

There were only six persons in Q
street-car that was rafting lazily
along uptown the other afternoon.
One of them was young lady of pleas
ing appearance. She was calculated
to attract attention. from her neat
little bonnet, with its aigrets nodding
wantonly among the olive moire rib
bons, down to the little kid-encased
feet resting lightly on the wooden
mating. The effect of her dress
and its several fashionable attach
ments was iridescent and dazzling. To
add to this she had pretty face.
Her black eyes, though we'll behaved,
had no timidity in their glances and
helped to make up the dazzling en-.
tirety.
The car stopped and man got on.
Robust, well dressed, we'll jeweled,
and well along in life was he. He
looked u prosperous merchant, a club
man, zone of the boys and he looked
at the girl. And he kept on looking.
He was evidently one of those valua-
BILE individuals who had done the same
thing before, though not at the same
girl. His lips got into that peculiar
preparatory attitude so often noticed
in Washers, so that if the girl should
rest her eyes on him for moment the
lips could jump quickly into smile of
an interrogatory nature.
The girls black eyes, in their prauces
from this object to that, lit on the
mans face once or twice, only to dart
Indignantly away. But he kept look
ing, and she was evidently aware of it.
Suddenly she shifted her position,
so as to squarely confront him, and,
bending forward slightly, began gaz-
ing at his feet. 1t was curious al
most mystified look that took posses
sion of her pretty face. The man
looked startled, bent forward, and
looked at his feet, which were all that
a well-dressed man could ask for in
appearance. He looked at the girl
again. She was still manifesting a
curious interest in his shoes. She even
shifted her dainty form again and
looked harder still at his feet until the
man drew them in bit. Still she
looked. Again the man himself look
ed at them, and then while she seemed
more puzzled than ever over them, he
looked absolutely puzzled over her.
He. was evidently getting uncomforta-
bic, and his lips lost that peculiar
preparatory attitude and in no danger
of breaking into smile. He drew his
feet in still more, showed them out
and looked at them, while she showed
symptoms of terror; then he drew them
back till his heels were plump against
the woodwork under the scat.
At this impressive moment that
American trait whereby when person
stops and looks at anything every one
who notices the act stops and looks
too, although there is nothing in par
ticular to see, began to make it still
further uncomfortable for the masher.
An elderly lady who sat little dist
ance from the man, and who noticed
how mystified the dazzling young
woman seemed to be over something
in the direction of the mans feet, ad-
justed her glasses and looked down,
too. She of course saw nothing but
the highly polished shoes, but the man
got very uneasy, and drew hiAfeet un-
der sideways as far as he could, while
he tried to look calmly out of the win
dow. The lady at the end of the car,
seeing her nelghbors puzzled over
something, bent way forward and
looked sidelong at the mans feet. He
drew them clear in till they rested
awkwardly ON the toes. The iridescent
young lady was gazing at them as hard
as ever.
The car stopped and another young
lady of fashion got in. She knew the
iridescent young lady, and the latter
something in her ear, and
both began looking hard, very hard at
the mans feet.
1t was more than he could stand.
He got up and stepped quickly and =;
awkwardly off the car. The girls
looked at each other and smiled.
The woman nearly opposite leaned
forward and asked IN an undertone:
Say, what was the matter?'
30, nothing" said the iridescent
girl with charming frankness. ''The
Dig goose tried to tiirt with me, and
simply got him out of the way by look
ng at his feet. That will always make
hem get out Of the way. No man can
'tand it. I don't sit still and let men
Keep gazing impudently and insult
ngly at me. No girl need to. Just
ook at their feet. They'll 60"
AS soon as the prosperous-looking
nasher got off the car he climbed into
bootblack's chair. The bootblack
ooked surprised, for the shoes were
lready highly polished.
"Do you sca anything the matter
With them?' asked the man.
mo, boss, nothing the matter"
"Well, here's dime for your opin-
on" and he walked off, asking him
elf what that demned pretty girl was
boxing at.-Nes0 York Sun.