Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-09-07

with her neatly manicured nails the~ltchlng
cuticle? Some of the incest daughters OF
wealth and fashion are doing it, and the
scratchers are likely to triumph over the
anti-scratchers.
Well, the summer is over. One writer
complains that the brilliant season has by
Its silly extravaganza developed great deal
of snobbery. Perhaps; but snobbery IS not
without its uses. just as the loudly-dressed
woman enha noes the triumph OF the artistic
costume. 1t may be true that young people
have been spoiled by this extravaganza, and
that those who attempt to give brilliant
entertainments next winter will find that
extraordinary efforts must be made to pro-
cure dancing men, for instance. 1t is pre-
dicted that favor for the german Will reach
great values, and that a good leader will
have no difficulty in filling his bachelor
quarters with bric-a-bric to the value OF
several thousand dollars.
MUST PAY FOR DANCERS.
The old saying that those who dance must
pay the fiddler, will call for revision. 1t
will be the dancer who must be paid for.
Well. where will it all end? I'll tell you.
1t will end in someone's organizing a COM
pany to supply trained walters, in numbers
to suit These dancing machines"-for
such they will be-will be furnished at GER
tain rates. They will make their appear
ance in e1quisitely neat and fashionable at
tire and be placed in groups here and there
in the bathrooms. They will not be per-
mitted to speak to their fair partners, :and, !,
after using, will be returned to their place
like file of newspapers. This arrangement
will free the bows from the servitude of the
waltz and german, and enable them to retire
to the smoking and card rooms whenever
the notion takes them. There will be no
such thing as exhaustIng these hired
dancers. and the young ladies will be able
to revel in the poetry of motion.
"That's big joke on Cyril" I heard
several of my friends make this remark to
each other, and I determined at last to in
stitute inquiries as to what that big joke
was, even il I were reproved tor my feminine
curiosity. Well, it seems that Cyril, who
is what the boys call Jolly good fellow"
and tremendous eater, had been increasing
him to a cup of coffee and roll for breakfast,
a plain chop for luncheon and a little thin
soup and roast for dinner. Conform or
take the consequencesP'
MUST TALK WHILE EATING.
But, DOCTOR" pleaded Cyril, "if mayn't
eat let me die. Is there really no help Tor
me?"
YES" replied the learned Aesculapius;
''get married. Your meals are to serious.
You don't talk enough while eating. Its
too much business with you. Get married,
any I'll be easier with you."
Cyril didn't let the grass grow under his
feet. He took unto himself wife before
the moon had filled her horns The pre-
scription had worked admirably. The lady
was very intelligent, and, under the guild
ance of the physician, delayed the courses of
the dinner, spent quarter of an hour pre-
pairing the salad, and often sent things back
to be cooked over. She beat Sheherasade
all hollow. She had story for every dish.
Dinner lasted two hours, and Cyril was
hungry again by the time coffee was reached.
He began to fret under the big anecdotes
and small portions. 1t was all wind pud-
ding to him. he longed for an old-time
meal, at which he used to leave nothing but