Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-03-05
THE TRIALS OF WOMEN.
Why Guards are Stupid and Men Un-
sympathetic-TheV Virtue Of Consistency.

eymPatnetAc-Ine virtue OF COnsfstency.
From the n Y Tribune.
Two sensible-looking young women got on q
sixth Avenue elevated train the otherday at 2sd
street. They had evidently been shopping, for
their arms were filed with small bundles and
their faces wore dragged, white look. They
dropped into one of the cross seats with a long,
drawn sigh, while one Of them said in dreary
tones, ''Oh. I'm so tired" $50 am L. said the
other, II am too tired to talk"
Then they started in with q wild rush to tell
how tired they were. One of them had not
been so tired since Louise had got her wedding
outfit. That was terrible. They used TO walk
every day urfsil it got dark and shop and shop
until they grew dizzy. The other did not like
shopping. She did not see the need of it any,
way; Men never did any shopping.
oh men, broke in her companion. dis
painfully. They are so nnfeeling, always
making fun of us for going shopping. Just as
If we wanted to do it, They won't believe that
| We hate it. / don't see why we tolerate men.
They are so awfully stupid, aren't theyl"
The dignifed looking man who sat directly
| behind them moved uneasily in his seat Some
| thing like a shadow of disgust came over his
| face.
"Oh," one of the pair ratified on. ..they are
simply unbearable Men. don't know how to
talk 70 women. If one could be found who knew
| something about bonnets."
This must be Park Place." said the other,
after the guard had cried out distinctly.
| "Bleecker ST., Bleecker." They both jumped
up hurridly and started for the door. Guards
are so stupid they sighed together after going
back to their seats.
Its getting very dark" said the one who
had helped buy the trousseau, looking ont of
the window.
Il don't care if i. is" answered the other
I'm not afraid Then she looked out of the
window IN rat ar iS
getting dark. isn't it?"
II have to walk four blocks after I get off
my car in Brooklyn" her companion announced,
| nervously.
1T will be black then"
81 told you we were late
Yes. but YOU would go around TO As to look
at that bonnet
Il didn't want to go. 1 only suggested it to
you and you said We had lots of time"
oh. you begged me to 60"
| why, Annie"
The stately man got up with a look of mis-
cry IN his face, and went TO the farthest corner
OF the car. Occasionally his eyes looked dag
| gers in the direction of the two young wcmen
| Look at that funny man in the end of the
car said Annie. No, don't look now: I'm
| afraid he saw me. Now look. his head is
turned away. Did you ever see such looking
! obicct?'
A man who had got in at Franklin street had
| taken the seat behind them. He began TO
| look weary OF life.
Its pitch black" said one. shuddering
| Don't you feel afraid? Oh. l forgot to tell
you about Belle. l am sure she's engaged to
| Fred Brown. told her he had asked me 70
| go to prayer-meetlng with him yesterday. and
she looked furious"
"Hush," said Annie. in a loud whisper
There's man right behind u.s. didn't know
he WAS there. l am sure he has heard every
| word We said. 7"
They both gigged and the mans face took
| on stony glare. The one who had left the
seat cast a wicked look of triumph at him from
| the corner.
What are you laughing at?'
| I'm not laughing; it's you"
Il know he heard" More giggling.
| The guard threw open the door and cried out
loudly; Park Place; Park Place." The young
women were having a race now in describing
| the gowns they were going to wear at Mrs.
jerk. but they Chartered away. Park Pace"
| cried the guard. impatiently. This is your
station, ladies. Park Place"
They grabbed their parcels and started for
| the door in confusion. As the guard slammed
| the gate behind them one of them said: These
| guards are so stupid"
Yes, it's awful dark, too" was her answer.
A Woman's Money Marriage.
From the Spring field Republican.
| The litigation over the will of Mrs. Betsy
Bradley. of East Haven who died recently,
| an estdte VI Deen cOmprO-
missed by her heirs. She made fortune out of
matrimony. She married John Bradley,
seventy-five, when she herself was fifty-two,
receiving $40, 900. She asked S25, 900 when her
lover proposed and was refused; but he went
home and counted over his $500. 600 or more,
| and the next day came and told Betsy he had
decided to ''split the difference" and wac ac-
cepted. The married life of this strange pair
was without event until Mr.. Bradley suffered a
| 'stroke" and lawyer was called to make his
will. Mrs. Bradley had verbally given up all
| right to her share in the estate when she was a
| fancee. Soon after her husband died, and she
received Sl25,0O as her share of the estate, no
will or other written agreement being found to
prevent her. A life of the greatest economy
has increased this to $3.50, 900, which she has
| willed to St. Paurs church. She did not love
| her relatives. Once she built fence II feet
high between herself and her brother-who she
said was prying too closely into her affairs-and
bought fierce bulldog to keep guard. An eff
fort will be made to break the will, however.
Mrs. Bigelow's Repartee.
From the New York Star.
Mrs. John Bgelow was one of the cleverest
women at repartee that ever met Unlike
most people who have the gift Of ready wit,
| she never made use of it to wound the feel
ing of any one; but woe betide the luckless
wight who invited charge, for she showed
him no mercy, no matter what his station
in the worlds estimation might be. On
| one occasion she was at state dinner in
| England, where British officer was a guest
| Knowing that Mrs. Bigelow was an American.
he took occasion to express himself regarding
| the insignifcancs of our countrymen. Mrs.
Bigelow reminded him that once upon a time
| we were too many for England to handle.
Whereupon the Briton made the statement that
| 1t was not military prowess, but combination
of circumstances that gave victory to the col