Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-02-17

I New York gets you nOthlnS
more than an acquaintance with that
woman You viii be amply repaid. met
/ her two years ago. She is beautiful /,
stylish, as viyacious as n soubrette, and
as fun of hard, shrewd sense as q Scotch
1 school teacher. But she 5 a character,
/ I tell you. She talks right out in
T Shakespearean English in way that will
startle you. There never was such a
woman She has thrashed a couple OF
men; she can break in any horse that
/ ever was foalded; she ism t afraid of any
| thing or any one, and she viii tell You
more about the White Caps than all the
rest of the people in the valley.
'Swearsl - said the reporter. Is
she respectable?
/ Thoroughly / assure you, said the
great Ohioan. lyon IL enjoy talk with
her. Swearing, which I abominate IN
anybody else, is music in her mouth. -
Just as the Ohio man was introduced TO
her, and he introduced the reporter of
the Sun, so everybody elsa goes to her
with an Introduction, and afterwards
sends letters introducing every man who
is going there. Hiss Pussy can afford to
let her naighbor women pass her by,
therefore, for she has all who ever came
TO the town for her companions. But the
men of her little town do not shun her.
They admire her. There is not one that
would not fight for her-If that were not
too absurd TO think of, since she can fight
for herself.
"How 'ye?' said Miss Pussy, when
the reporter of the sun handed her the
letter OF the Ohio man.
"Oh! yes said she, after a mo-
ment's reflections; 81 remember him.
Ihnf 4oI Sic TaIl
now really did. Talked him sick abed.
Father used to say to me, Puss, IN
damned # you couldn t talk u ground
hog out of a hole But l only just had
a chat of a couple of hours with your
friend, and then be took to his bed for
whole day He's a right smart man,
though, If he couldn { stand me.
Miss Pussy wore Il dark cloth dress,
with panels and trimmings of red. She
was perhaps a little too short for her
weight for she was as stout as a peach,
and like peach her cheeks were rudy
and her skin smooth and soft. She had
n wealth Of dark brown hair, which fell
over her forehead III bang of fashion,
able waves; her eyes were noble in size,
very dark, and arched over her heavy
brown brows Her mouth had pouting
lips, and when they were parted her
teeth were two rows of ivory. Her de-
velopment was matronly, and indeed she
must have been twenty-siX years old at
that time, which was last autumn. She
was fond of laughing. She dubbed with
good humor like a bottle of soda. She is
not particle masculine; indeed, she is
decidedly girlish.
One hour after she was introduced to
the reporter she was out in buggy with
him striking across country over the
lOyeliest roads it is possible to imagine.
All the while she chatted and laughed,
telling every sort of story that came into
her mind, and behaving precisely as if
she had known the reporter intimately
from childhood He felt while studying
her that if she knew, or could be made
to know, how shocking was some of the
language she used and how outrageous
her sex i'll the cities would think her, she
would reform and be as exemplary in
good behavior as she now was eXtrava-
giant in rudeness First of all Miss Pussy
was initiative. What she could see of
city women, their dress, their manner
isms, and way of carrying themselves,
she initiated closely. As for the rest,
she had teen brought up in a family of
rough men, who had used rough Ian |
guage in her presence from her earliest |
1t is understood that i'll
their home behavior the very ignorant |
women of the White Cap region are Of
ten as rough and careless as Miss Pussy |
1t is only in the presence of strangers !
or neighbors they fear and respect that |
they govern their tongues Miss Pussy
knew this audi called them all hypO- |
critics. Born and brought up with men, |
she is only fit for their society.
Plenty of stories are told by the |
villagers of her strange doings |
1t is said that quite often com
mercial travellers and tourists who |
make her acquaintance fancy her char
acter not as good as it is. What such |
say to her and the cutting |
speeches she makes in reply are the COM
mon property of the gossips of the place !
The way it happens that every body |
knows these things is part Of the queer |
story of Miss Posey's life She tells |
every body every word of such stories
When young man oversteps the bounds
Of pOliteness she gives him an answer
that he never forgets, but she does not |
get angry. At the next meal time at the
hotel she is apt to walk in and tell the
whole story as a good joke to all the
boarders at the table, and after that i'll
the presence Of the offender. Wherever
that young man goes the villagers are
apt to call out to him: ~ say, you
tackled the wrong girl, Ell, mister?
Even Miss Pussy IS love affairs are pub
lie property Want You to tell me
- she is apt to say to stran-
ger. "I'Ye got a fellow just naturally
crazy to have me marry him. He's a
nice locker, and he's got plenty OF
money, but pshaw! whats the use? IN
always a-tellin him, See here, l says,
why don t you come right along an see
me, and we IL go ridin and take in the
shows and have good time, but what s
the good of marryin'?' But he 5 sot on
it, an he won t le' me alone. l don t
believe he'll git me to make a fool of
myself, though, tied down with babies,
and him gittin tired of love, and begin
hin to boss around. 1 wouldn { stand
Dossin from no man. Any man can lead
ne mile, but he can t drive or drag me
4 foot -
1t happened one day that a sort of per
0e+ual dtnuLor1 of fine VILLAGE went