Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-03-02

SUNDAY, MARCH Q,
elegantly, to buy dinners, hire carriages
and so on, but who is not expected to pro
vide any regular funds or make expensive
presents. He is sweet and will carry bundles
when asked, or even air the lady's pet dog
if she but smiles on him, Last of ali comes
the terrier who may be cheap actor, d
baseball player, gambler, or even a thea
ter manager. That lady who just passed in
was with the nice little admirer."
KISSES BY MAIL.
A beau took q letter from his pocket, in
order to read something from it to fair
cousin who sat by his side.
"Ah; she mailed you kiss" the girl re-
marked.
"Not that know Of" was the fellows
reply.
crinkled place, down at the corner of the
sheet, such as damp spot might have left.
Haven't you learned the latest sentimental
thing? A girl presses the paper to her lips,
leaving a mark like that, and so encloses a
kiss without writing word of confession.
That's what Jennie did, and you, goose that
you are, never noticed it."
The next thing the stationers will turn
out may be ready-kissed paper, with faint
tint of red lips and delicious scent of fra
grant breath pertaining thereto. Art is
ever quick to beat nature.
A young author of note in New York has
face extraordinary for its pure Greek
beauty. A book dealer on Broadway
begged the father of the young man to per-
NIT him to exhibit fine portrait of him in
his window. The father readily acquiesced.
Among all that gazed upon the young mans
handsome features none was so deeply in
terested as the father, who made practice
of going every morning at a certain hour, in
rain and in shine, to view the picture, and
listen to the compliments. One day he
went as usual to the shop and carefully put
an his glasses to enjoy the painting.
INSTANTLY HE STARTED BACK
in astonishment for the portrait was gone
from the window. Hurrying into the shop
he confronted the proprietor of the place
and asked him excitedly what had become
of his sons portrait.
my dear SIR" said the shopkeeper, 81
was compelled to take it from the window.
1t was spelling my business and irritating
all my employees"
why, what do you mean, sir?" sput-
tered the irate father. "How could my
boys picture harm your business?"
piled the bookdealer. "You see, your son
is unusually handsome. so handsome indeed
that for the last number of weeks this store
has been beset from morning till night by
young women who wanted to ask about
him. Every time the door opened it was to
let in some girl who inquired who the gen.
tleman in the window was. This was our
only reason for removing the portrait, and
we certainly meant no disrespect to your
talented son."
The old father smiled. The idea pleased
him. He ordered the painting sent home,
and at the opera he was telling the story
with great gusto to his intimate friends.
LADIES ON THE STREETS.
An assertion discussed by box full Of
swell women was that it is more dangerous
Tor pretty woman to go on the streets alone
during the daytime than at night. From per-
sonal observations, one matron declared that
the time would come ere long when New
York parents will adopt the rule of the
French, and never permit young woman
to 90 on the street alone without an attend
ant 1 do not know whether the advent Of
so MANY foreigners here has brought about
the present reprehensible system of street
MASKING, hut certain it is that ladies while
walking are now exposed to more rudeness
than ever before. Several mashers have been
complained of to the police lately, and few
arrests have been made. 1t is a fact that
those arrested have all been foreigners. A
very shrewd girl was disposed to rate her own
sex for the increase Of the petty depravity.
81 believe" said she. that this city has
its full share of good and dignifed men and
women, but I also know that there are
thousands of women who influence badly the
habits of the street. As our careless men
60 about they find at every turn some woman
who encourages them to be insulting. The
lightweights among them gradually grow
to consider the entire female sex from one
point of view, and end by being impudent
to any woman that at all attracts their
fancies.
COMPELLED TO SUFFER.
"And that is why you see men sdle up
alongside of pretty girl when she stops to
look in at shop window, or crowd unneces-
sarily close to her in a street car She may
despise their advances, but she is compelled
to suffer an infliction reared by her own sex.
Those insulting men have on more than one
occasion been met with encouragement, and,
not being philosophers, have taken the con-
temptible smiles of unworthy women as
signs of the best feminine preference. 1 GER
tainly do blame my own sex for the increase
of masculine brutality. There will surely
be wholly admirable men in city like New
York, but beastliness must have something
to feed upon, and can do no more than exist
in q passive state if it finds no means of sus-
tenance."
L found considerable truth in these words
when, next day, my attention was attracted
to truly royal example Of the female sex
walking alone on Filth avenue. She was a
young, tall, golden-haired girl,
PERFECT REAUTy
and her features were as delicate and high
bred as those of an ideal princess. As she
moved grandly along a man with black,
ugly eyes, short, pointed beard, and an air
OF inexpressible conceit, came up
swiftly from behind and passed her. As
he did so he deliberately turned and stared
at her face, not for an instant merely, but
protractedly and insolently, in the unmis-
taxable manner OF the professional masher.
The lovely girl was an honor to her sex at
that moment. She held her head at the
same angle as before, gazed proudly straight
ahead, and never gave the slightest sign that
the staring brute was in the world. Within
a half minute the masher dropped behind
and gave up the game. 1t was easy enough
to see then that if sll young women were as
safe in their own pride as that fair girl,
street mashing would be starvation em-
ployment in very short order.
CLARA BELLE.