The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-10-05
THE PIAZZA GIRL.
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 She has he'd her day-and right royal day it has been-and she must perforce now sink into retire ment or merge herself into some equally delghtfnl being think the latter will be tho case, for, aa iar as have yet discovered the piazza girl s too fond of excitement to hibernate, too absolntaly necessary to the existence Of the world to obliterate herself for single instant But her day is waning. Just % long e the warm rays of the sun make her occupation one of physical comfort, she will exist . radiant despot ct the summer re- sorts but just % soon as the autumn breezes com- mence to make her pretty little ankles cold, she will disappear like phantom-disappeAr shudder- Ing, with her skirts drawn close about her. and with regretful glance from her eyes at the seat of her triumphs-the big red piAzza-chair. The piazza girl is . curious creature There are usually several of her at every selfrespectng sum- mer hotel, and she is nautocrat-absolute monarch of the long stretches of piazza which she archly surveys. She very often reminds me of spider that is, of course, very beautiful spider, with . delightful environment Of silky web She has de- signs upon every male member of the human race who comes within reach of her. Her throne Is al. ways front piaxza, and she usually prefers cosy corner where she may be secluded enough to make her appear exclusive, and yet conpicuous enough to render her the most attractive being within sight. She comes out directly after breakfast I say after breakAst because suppose she really does eat, though have never been up early enough to find her absent from her accustomed place. And after she has made her appearance she s to be found at her post throughout the day and evening, with three intervals of half hour each for the purposes of changing her gown-for entrancing toilets are part and parcel of her, attractions without which she would not be piazxa girl at all
 What does the piazza girl dor what Is her occu- pa,ion9 This is a thing which has been puxzling me all summer, and really haven't reached any conclusion yet hear that her only design is to entangle the hearts of men-to ensnare them in the meshes of her enchanting web-thcn to Aatter them 6 little, ogle them little, smile at them . great deal, torture them still more, and, when she has squeezed the lemon dry, to politely but firmly tell them that they are occupying entirely too much of her time, and that she would be glad very glad, to sec them make place for another. This is what have heard, say. know nothing about the mat ter from experience, for have always fought rather shy of the piazza girl. Perhaps I think she is something of an ogre? Perhaps. Perhaps think she is something of fooli Perhaps You see there many possibilities, and do not care to commit myself for the that she is such very charming creature, and such . powerful factor in society, that 1t would be impolite. will admit, however, that have seen her doing something. have seen her many times with . yellow backed novel in her hand have also seen her engaged in some kind of fancy work Right here will fancy these things what theatrical people would call sproperties for now come to think of it, don't believe that ever saw . full. .hedged piazza girl that wasn't supplied with them both. Further more, 1t Is . curious fact, but one which is true unless my recollection Is false-that this novel is always lying open at about the tenth page through out the summer, and that the fancy work is in The same embryonic condition at the end of September as 1t was In the middle of June.
 But the piaxza girl really does do something. She talka I don't know that she has any exclu- sive facial muscles which assist her, but do know that she has more glibness than any single being or class of beingsEwhom ever met before Does she say anything7 Well, really that is a very di- rect question, but if 1t is considered that col juga- ting the verbs to love- to dance to firt is say ing anything, she certainly does. These verbs, with a plentiful sprinkling of personal pronouns is her stock in trade She is tirele@ recntless she fires question after question at tho ads of her interlocutors, and never waits for reply she is veritable photograph wound up for an inos finite tme and all you have to do is to turn the crank on topics with which she is familiar and await the re-