Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-06-28
SHY LITTLE GIRLS.
THEY DON'T OBJECT TO COPENHAGEN
THOUGH.

Slight Objections to Notoriety-How n Fa-
vorite Children. Game is Played - One
Renson for Its PopuIariry-Played Yes
terday Without Ropes.
AEcharming group of little folks that
seemed to be enjoying themselves immense
ly attracted the attention of the reporter,
and, forthwith, a visit was paid to them.
They were circling around tiny miss, in a
dainty blue freck, with Joined hands when
the writer interrupted their sport, with the
following result:
Say, little folks, what are you playingG'
throats, as the merry company gathered around
the questioner. And what is your name2'
was the next query, and addressed to the little
miss in blue Iso that hat had been. been in the
and as the pencil and paper came
into view, with professional rapidity, the
little owner of the name represented by the
dash, dashed away with a multitude of emo
tions commingled in her, "Oh, a newspaper
reporter" that for moment disconnected the
entire company Of little ones. However, the
attraction was too strong. and childish Curl
osity prevailed to such an extent that in a
minute not only the original company returned,
but they were reinforced by number of bright
little playmates from neighboring groups.
WHY SHE OBJECTED.
"Ob, you won't put my name in the paper, will
your came in beseeching tones from the now
thoroughly ''blue" little maiden. "Yes do"
exclaimed half dozen voices, land say she
was down in the park, playing Copenhagen
too" ''Oh don't, please don't, for don't 20
to the public schools continued the little lady,
her ewes filling with tears. "and I know papa
wouldn't like it. Pll tell you all about the
game, and everything you want to know, if you
will only promise not to put my name in the
paper" Her real or imaginary misery was so
hat
and then the little mortal, on the theory that
one good turn deserved another. said: Here's
Mary De Camp. too; you won't print her name,
either will you? for her grandfather is Meth
odist minister"
Don't have any of the girls names; Just the
boys" came forth from several girlish voices
whose owners. in spite of the fear they would
be immortalized in print still remained sus-
piciously near the evil genius who would do
the dreadful deed, instead of getting out of the
way. oh pshaw! put the girls names in too;
this is Jeanette Grove, and this is George
Mcfarland, and this is -"
ALL TALK AT ONCE.
''oh, boys, do hushr 'Oh. dear mer' and any
number of "ohs" from the girls interrupted
the introductions which the maidens contin.
ued, all speaking at once, with various degrees
of emphasis and intonation. "This is Lynn
Thompson" said one bright-eyed little miss
pointing to a handsome little fellow, who tried
to deny his cognomen; ''be sure you spell Lynn
with y instead of an i,'" she continued, as
wearer of pretty clris said, Here's
Elmer Klaus and willie Willie Thompson" !"
to acknowledge the hasty introduction
to the bright little fellows thus brought into
prominence, another voice announced the pres
ence of Cliff Grace, and James Grove and
William Pfahl. or Pfhal, as one little miss de-
clared, should be the way to spell it, Put in
Harry Ferree," shouted a petite maiden
when you came up but he started the
game; and this is Frank Ferree," continued
the little speaker; "he kissed Gertrude three or
four" "Oh. nonsense, he did not" What
do YOU meanf' What a storyl' were the re-
marks that asssied the little maiden who. in
her zeal to have Frank properly introduced,
was telling tales out of school, Frank, how
ever was willing to bear testimony for himself.
and said: "Yes. Ibid kiss her; that's in the game
and it's an awful nice game. Didn't you ever
play it7' he continued, addressing the inquis-
tive visitor and when he received no as an
answer he expressed great sympathy for the
no or unfortunate. and volunteered the follow
ing information regarding the game, in which
he was frequently assisted, and-guyed with
personal remarks about his liking for the
game by his companions.
WITHOUT A ROPE.
"You see" he said, as he pushed his little
straw hat back from his attractive, manly face
1--WE all take hold of hands, because the police
man wouldn't let us have a rope. and we have
the Copenhagen inside the ring. She, or he,
whichever it is. touches the hand of some one
tlat they like and then that one must run, and
Copeuhagen tries to catch them. II Copen-
hagen succeeds. then Copenhagen has the
privilege of kissing. Don't you seer We all
like to play il ana yo4 watch US nov now OF II viii
quickly formed, and newspapers and newspaper
reporters sunk into oblivion In the face OF
"such fun"