The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1891-02-06
AN ANENGER.
Her Punishment for Young Men
for Rudeness to Women.

1t was a day of pcrspiration. Heat
the morning, and before noon humanity
was routed, and waved the wilted
handkerchief of capitulation.
A young man entered Il downtown
elevated station as though he owned it.
No one who watched him would have
been surprised had he displayed a night
key to the tickct-peddler's booth: but
he did not. He haughtily east down the
half-dime of passage and joined the limp
and draggled wayfarers without.
Had he not been so aggressive in his
bearing, he would have been insignifi-
cant. He was very slight; he was short;
he was narrow-chested. His shoulders
were dropping combinations of his
arms. Sparse light hair tanned his
upper lip, which was bracketed by a
supcrciious smile. Through gold
trimmed glasses his little eyes squinted
inquisitivcly. His light summer coat
hOated unbuttoned in the breeze. as if
enlarging his presence. His waist was
girded by a broad. black sash.
Arthur Chumpney was his name-Mr.
Chumpney of New York City, as he
often proudly proclaimed it. Time had
been, and not four years since, when
Artie Chumpney, Deacon Chumpney' s
lad, at Chumpney's -Four Corners, Della
ware County, had sufficiently individu-
allied him.
But a maternal uncle had wrought a
wondrous change. He had transplanted
this rural squash. and behold! a city
pickle had come forth. A real-estate
agents clerk has to be spry; and ere the
warts had faded from his hands Arthur
thought that he "knew it all" No one
could do him; he was playing ball
every time!
Yet at the Corners he had been
deemed "a pore-sperited coOt that never
could do nuthin' an never would.
Hes afeard of his own shadder; an il
you speak up peart or student to him
he bushes awful, he's SO ashamed OF
hisself."
Strange, that environment should SC
affect ones nature. And yet, in the
menagerie trade, a leopard is leopard
the world over, and must be sold fol
spot cash.
Arthur entered car and took the
Hnly unoccupied seat. 1t was beside {;
woman who was nearer to caps than tC
frizzes, and who knew it. There was
no artificial girlishness about her. She
was gaunt and dark and sharp-featured
Her nose was long and piercing, like ;
double barreled probe; Her eyes asked
a question, and then answered it def
nitely; her arms We're anthropoid il
length and articulation; her hands
which mittens caressed, made one craw
to look at them. In one of them she
bore reticule. Her brow was bounC
by a green vail. She alone seemed un
conscious of the weather. Heat and hu
nudity, when they had encountered her
had shrugged their shoulders obviously
and had passed by on the other side.
She gave Arthur one penetrating
glance which her nose seemed to sa,
was quite sufficient 'Humph!'' sh
calculated, and it wrinkled contemptu
ously.
So, too, he had looked but once to b
satisfied. "A curious old jay" he NUT
W nlllStll, do llC u" lIlCt IiiC
hairs into skeleton shape. He lolled a
comfortably and as indolently as tn
sticky seat would permit, his back hal
turned against hers, his legs outstretche
into the aisle, his open coat happin!
upon either side. He adjusted hi
glasses, and, taking q newspaper from
his pocket, began to assimilate the gos
sip of the day.
The train rolled, it ratified,
squealted, it stopped. There was an in
flux of fcmininity, heated, wearied
glowing femininity, clad in the Gallo
of labor and bearing the basket of ecor
omy. They swayed and jolted throug
the aisle; they hung on the straps, Xix
so many Mrs. Surratts, as the squeak
ing ceased and the rolling and rattlin
recommended. Here and there meI
keen and alert in expression, yet who's
eyes said that business and kindlines
were not alytagonistic, sprang to thei