St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-03-15

always be put on before the waist is
fitted. Features of spring gowns will
be the revival of the long basque and
the paunier Last years gown can be
made absolutely correct by the addition
of deep pleating to the bottom Of the
dress body that's English for it-and
the further decoration Of a ruff1e. or a
trio of narrow rutfies or pieatings OH
the skirt. Skirts, by the way, threaten
to become fuller as the season advances,
and somewhat shorter, though the early
spring gowns still trail for an inch OF
two.
When man surrenders his seat in a
crowded car he considers himself mar
| tyr, and quite often looks it. He gets
| up simply because his conscience and
good breeding will not let him sit still;
and. instead of rejoicing in the reward
of virtue, which is a clear conscience,
he wishes he were savage, and has a
| personal spite against woman because
| she has been lnconSlderate enough to
! have been born that way, and really
can't help it. He looks hurt when he
gets up, and the things he thinks are to
| be heard distinctly by the minds ear
| If were man | would buy me the
biggest blanket newspaper to be had,
and be buried in it all the way up the
| hill, so no one could accuse me of rude
ness in not surrendering my seat, or |
would give up my seat smilingly and
graciOusly. The are women who shop
| till just the time business men and
women want to go home, and then
crowd into the cars. OF course, they
don't deserve seats, and ought to be
ashamed of themselves; but the other
women who really have business down
| town ought not to have to bear the
scowS the shopping tiends deserve. 1t
| is quite common thing for one woman
! to give up her seat to another, especially
| if the other is old, has bundles. or .wob-
bleS or dances on the feet of the woman
who has the seat. Still. there Is such
a thing as being too polite. 1t happened
! in an interurban car. A brush or a
! fuse or an armature or something had
been broken and the car contained all
! the people who had been waiting for at
| least half dozen cars. The last seated
man finally surrendered his seat. One
woman was dangerously near the far
Their border of young ladyhOod, and was
costumed very yOuthfully. The other
was perhaps three years younger. The y
hesitated. Neither sat down. Finally
the younger said: "TaEe the seat, mad
am; you are the Older" The silence
| that followed was to be felt.
|
There are some people in this world
whose departure to the happy hunting
grounds would fill long felt want.
| They are vandals. They insist on
| lingering things at stores, and want 10
| touch the pictures in an art gallery.
| They simply cannot keep their hands to
! themselves. They come to see you and
| tune up your mandolin in their expert
mental way until the strings snap,
while you politely assure them that it
| doesn't make the slightest difference i'll
the world and try to act as if you
| liked it. They go to Europe and
chop pieces off of the SphynX
and everything else they can get at.
They want piece Of WashingtOn's
| monument and chip of the Charter
oak. They grubbed for cOlored sands
| at Minnehaha and cut off strips of birch
bark. One can excuse degree of van
dalism in people with weak memories
who really have to have something to
remember it by" but when the vandal
attacks our public library and writes
his opinions on the fly leaves and mar
! gins Of books. 1t is time he was extermi-
! mated. This book is II. g." some witty
| but anonymous critic whites in ''Pere
| GoriOt.' You are way off, says an
other in pencil on the fly leaf of "Anna
| karenina.'' One wonders what kind of
| being this can be who has no sense OF
decency or reverence for genius, but,
! whatever he is, he is an incumbrance to
! society, and ought to be removed.