Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-04-11
COMEDY N THg cANgTTg.
The Fua Began When oas OF shs Dear
FrIeadly Girls Get Out.


This little comedy might be called
''Woman's Humanity 10 WenaR."
The scene Is in one of those Lovely Aew
cream-colered carettes that have Just
begun runaing on Fifth avenue. The
characters are three very pretty yeung
girls. one with brown eyes azd Alsnds
hair. another with gray eyes and dark
hair, and the other with vielet eyes
aad auburn hair. The girl with violet
eyes and auburn hair has just entered
the eArette. and. recognizing an &C
euaintanoe in Miss Brownsyes. sits
dswn beside her aud receives ELUSIVE
greetings.
40, I'm SO glad to see YOU. my dear
cried Miss Browneyes. fairly bobbiRg
up and down with emotional joy.
How lovely You are lookingi How
perfectly sweet! o. let me intro
duce you to my dear friend, Miss Gray.
ewes. Ysu must like each other, for
love you BOTH
Miss Yioleteyes and Miss Grsyeyes
touched fingers and smiled sweetly at
one another. For distance Of twenty
blocks a fusillade of ejaculatory con-
versstion ensues. Through the noise
of the street and the rattle Of the car
cite jumbled notion of the dialogue
is obtained:
Beautiful little jacket, my dear.
Such sweet buttons"
Positively don't have time to dress.
Always at luncheon. dinner, or some
thing else. can't look we'll to save
me-"
Dearest boy in the world. Wants
to give me saddle horse. but mamma
won't let me accept it."
| How horridl Did you enjoy YOUR
self abroad this summer"
Delightful; yachting was the best
/ fun The Prince is so charming"
| Papa is going to cut my allowance,
he says. jolly guy on him. He gave
me hundred to-day, and Pm going
down now to spend every cent of it on
hat and pair of shoes"
No, I'm not engaged. really.
can't imagine how that English fel.
low should have started that story. TIC
be sure he is viscount, but he's awful,
IL fast, aud never did more than &c
riding in the park with him on one oil
two occasions, and always his mother
drove in carriage near us.
Yes. am little stouter. o. please
don't flatter me. / know it's not be
coming. o. hush! Your friend will
laugh at me if l sit up and take you
praise. I'm really losing whatever
good looks ever fad"
Yes do call. Come, and I'll SHOW
you lot of pretty diseases | brough
home from Paris. Here is my street
Good-by. dear. Good morning. Mis-
Grayeyes. When my dear friend call
you come with her. l should like t
know you better"
: Miss Yioleteyes ali ghts from the car
cite and hutters to the sidewalk. Tn
two young women left to themselve
make few remarks.
. Isn't she dowdy9 There isn't tn
slightest use of her going abroad. Sh
never gets thing that's pretty"
We'll, she used to have n sort Z
: washed-out style of beauty that fe'
! Of the men liked, bet now she hash
J an admirer. l think she puts some
, thing on her hair to make it auburn
; I'm sure it used to be a dusty brown.
} Quite out of society, you know.
J never meet her except on the stree
Her mother is a great schemer, an
manages to get her daughters nam
: into the papers,
! Her father is a shirt manufacture
: Makes money, but vulgar to d.
: gree"
> Well; she hirts. you know, and ii
5 gossips do say"
. At this point the listener reaches
t destination aud escapes from the ca
: cite, saddened by the lesson he ha
learned from this comedy of feminir
friendship.-M Y. Sun.