The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-11-10
TIE DoINas OF WOMEN FoLR.
Who Are Glad Election Day is Over
and the Country Saved Once More.

Who Are Glad Election Day is Over
and the Country Saved Once More.
NEW YORK, Nov. ia Large
and influential portion of the
community" sex feminine, aged from 20 I'D.
regard election day and night with utter
detestation. 1t Is glorious occasion, no
doubt. and the country is providentially
preserved from utter destruction once a
year OF oftener through It's agency, but Bess
don't like 1t. She breads it beforehand,
endures it with anything but oomposure
and recalls it when it Is over with shud-
der.
To some women the day is a sad one be-
cause they can't go to the pools, but Bess is
sad because
About O'Clock in the evening Tom picks.
up his hat and says she thinks he'd go out a
few minutes and see how the returns are
coming in." Bess signs. She knows what
fate has In store. Tom goes to stand for
five hours in the street in front of news
paper office and shiver between cheers as
the bulletins appear. He says he'll be back
in an hour or 80, but Bess doesn't expect
him, He may be truthful in everyday life.
the soul of honor in his business relations.
but the cold fact is that he will get into
some ones headquarters" and figure his
lead pencil down to q CHASTITY stub irving
practicable candidates. At any rate, for the
best part of the night he won't come come
home.
About half an after hour his departure the
small boys of the neighborhood build a huge
bonfire in the street, and the woman is born
to trouble as the sparks fly upward and
side ways. Ten minutes later a rival blaze
is started against the back fence and howl
ing mob of small fire worshipers flourish
burning sticks and prance about and veil.
A judicious admixture of argument and
bribery must be resorted to to induce the
young politicians to change by few feet the
position of the central feature of their cele-
bration, before they put on fresh barrels
aud shout and wave tin pals full of live
Goals.
Hardly is this nice bit of diplomacy &C
complished when there tremendous clatter
of hcofs and wheels.
"Graciousl What is that!n cries Bess and
she rushes to the window.
10, ma'am it's the engines. there's a fire
in the next block" quakes Norah
'In the next blocki And Tom awayi
Will it come hereW shivers the poor woman.
Run. Norah, that's good girl, and put
few things together, can't you, ready to
take out in case the house should go.n
Moran executes a war dance and clasps
the piano stool and pair of vases in an
ardent embrace while Bess hustles the silver
where the fire insurance policy has been
laid away.
After bad half hour the star of peacs
wrinkles family. Dangers troubled night
Is not past, but it is passing. Three per cent
of the small boys go home, the fire in the
next block is out and Norah puts down the
piano stool, dropping on it disconsolatsly.
"Bang!n
A heavy blow resounds at the basement
door. The piano stool is fourished aloft
club fashion.
What can it beq whispers pale-faced
Bess and Norah makes no reply.
"Thnmp, thudl' as Of heavy body all
ing;
and Bess pinches baby to make MIN wake
up aud howl
They shall know there's somebody awake
in here.n
Deathlike stiffness reigns. Bess and Norah
softly approach the door, a carving knife
and piano stool their death-dealing
weapons. Harkl by bending the ear close
to the key hole deep and stertorous breath
ing can be distinguished. Some drunken
lord of creation having exercised his right
of franchise once and other privileges
many times has been sent by frolic chance
to that inhospitable bed on the flag stones
What shall be done with hima
Nothing is done, though many expedients
are suggested. Nothing really needs TO be
done, for he is the quietest man within a
mile. The hilariously drunk and not at all
sleepy file past by dozens, ring bells and
pound on doors. The victory is being cele-
brated, Norah has gone to her bed. the ont
ragged baby has been propitiated aud with
every beat of the clock Bess asks herself.
why doesen't Tom comem And the man
at the door sleeps soundly.