Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-02-09
HER SMILE WAS MADE UP.
The Curious PhysiOgnomic Changes of the
 Confidence Woman,

The Curious Physiognomic Changes of the
 Confidence Woman.
 She was about forty years old; per haps not so much, but her face had a look of much and cold experience in the world, look not at all disguised by the handmade smile she wore like vail. She was tall and well-dressed, but just a tride over-dressed. She came into the Boston express at Bridgeport and steered straight for seat beside nice, white haired old lady, although there were six or seven empty seats in the car.
 The old lady had a little girl travel ing with her, and the train hadn't left the station before she of the smile had fed the child with candy and asked the old lady if the pretty little girl was her daughter. No. Her granddaughter? How strange! Then she edged up little closer and turned on another valve of talk. How old was the little girl? Five years? How strange! She her self had lost a little girl of just that age; her only child. Children led to home. Didn't the nice old lady love home? And where was her home? O, Sudbury, Mass? O, indeed; a most beautiful place she had heard.
 Yes, indeed, she did love home, but her own home had been broken up by the death of her child, and now she and her husband were travelling around and trying to do good to the human race. Didn't the old lady like to do good? O, yes, if one had the means; that's very true. And the old lady had some means with which she had tried to do what good she could? Admirablei Splendid! That's what she of the smile believed in.
 About all the flood gates of talk were wide open now, and the streams were flowing smoothly. She of the smile didn't care for money for herself. Her husband didn't care for it for himself. All they cared for was to do good with their money. It was so charming to meet some one who held the same view. Now one of the cherished plans for the benefit of the human race was the es- tablishment of an old ladies' home. Was that benefcent project? Yes. in deed. So glad to find the old lady ap- proved of it. We had got together about enough money to begin work. Provi- dence (walling her eyes) had opened a | way by which the rest could be secured. The way was thus: Years ago her hus- band had come into possession of gold mine. Shares in this mine he was now disposing of at $100 each. They would be worth S1,OOO each within year. Then the happy possessor could do just so much more good for the human race.
 The train had passed Mott Haven now, and she of the smile was exhibiting con- siderable nervousness and haste. By the way, she had one of the shares with her. Perhaps the nice old lady would like one to help along the fund for the home. With that she made reach into her valise. The train was just coming to stop in the Grand Central station. The nice old lady got up and took her baggage and her granddaughter in hand and leaned over the still smiling bene- | factor of the human race.
 ''I have to thank you, madame" she said, flor the most entertaining after noon have spent in some time. But am not quite so green as I look.'
 The handmade smile disappeared then for the first time and left face that looked ten years older and somewhat hard and cruel. And that was the last the passengers who watched this little drama with intense interest saw of the nice old lady or she of the smilc.-N. Y. | Herald