Arizona weekly citizen. [volume] (Tucson, Ariz) 1880-1901, 1891-07-11
GIRLS AND FLOWERS.
ens Girl Who Sells Them Shrewdly. and
One Who Uses Them Cu-iously.

One Who Uses Them Curiously.
A genial old gentleman was buying
violets from the flower girl on Broadway
"Well, I'm getting to be pretty old
customer, Ell, Katie" he observed, rs be
arranged the flowers in the lapel OF hi:
pvercoat.
you've been buyin' flowers a good
many years, sir, but you're not old yet,
replied Katie, with the shrewd fattery
of her sex. II like to see a gentleman
wear flowers, especially a middle aged
gentleman. That shows his heart ain
CROWN cid, an it shows he likes whats
sweet an clean. l notice a lot of the
gentlemen lose their grip in that way
when they get along"
"How do you mean they lose theiI
grip, Katie?" asked the gentleman.
''Oh, they get over carin' for vi'lets
when they get married and has fam
lies" replied the flower girl. 81 see a
lot OF young fellers dressed up fine goin
along here for few years, an they all
wear flowers in their coats. They are
all bright, just like the flower, and you
can't help ikin' 'em for 1t. That's when
they're Washers an when the girls care
for 'em.
"Then they get married, an the first
thing they drop is the flowers from their
coats. That takes away all their bright
ness, an then it does seem as if they go
sort of dusty, an as if their hats were
old or not brushed. Once in a while.
though, a gentleman gets married an
grows little old an still he buys vi'lets
like you do, sir. Then think he must
be nicer sort of man than the rest, an
probably is very happy at home with 3
good wife an children"
The old gentleman blushed, and
hemmed and hawed.
"Humph! Haw-what's the price OF
those roses, Katie? They look very
fresh"
1.-TWO dollars dozen sir, and they're
fresh cut this morning"
"HuInph! Haw-well, pick out two
dozen nice ones and send them to my
wife. Here! This is my card. Good
morning, Katie.
That's a nice gentleman" said Katie
to herself, as the customer walked away
~ guess / reminded him of his wife
though. That's the way with the best
Of EN-. They never forget their own
buttonholes, but they think a woman
don't nj. / any more roses after her hair
begins to get gray"
A girl who is such an extreme bellt
and favorits that the men she knows
burden her with floral mementoes OF
their regard has many strange and 20
etc ways of disposing of her superfuous
bouquets. In the first place she never
gives any preference to one over another
but selects the one she is to carry by ad
vancing with her eyes closed to a knrgt
table, upon which they have been indis
criminately scattered by a servant, anG
selects one at random. This, she de
clares, saves the trouble of thinking the
question over, and gives an equal chanc,
to all her admirers.
She then has her maid pluck all the
petals from the roses that are left, ana
these are saved until the next morning
when, after coming out of her bath, they
are poured in a shower over her. and sht
stands among them while her toilet l.
All the violets are collected
together each night, and after they are
thoroughly mixed the dainty maiden
makes up small bunch, which she fast
els at the neck Of her nightgown. Those
hat are left are tossed over her bed after
sac has retired. The orchids are made
into rs large bunch as possible and
from the chandelier of her
bedroom. York Sun.