The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-08-14


pulls the table up close to sofa. As sug-
gested, her dress is decidedly neglige-cut
V-neck, back and front. She glances hur-
riedly over the letter she is to answer and
begins. She writes at rapid rate for a
few minutes and then stops. fixes her back
hair, throws her dress wider open, till a
good portion of her snowy bosom is seen.
She reads over what she has written, then
glances over the letter and goes to work
again. This is all repeated half a dozen
times before the letter is finished, which
usually requires at least an hour. 1t is
hard work, and she heaves a sigh of relief.
which causes ripple on the snowy
bosom, when the letter is fin
lshed. Of course she has TO
add postscript or the thousand and one
stories which have been told about this
being the best part of the letter, would
not be true. When the letter is finished,
she seals il, stamps it, spends five minutes
at the mirror, and goes right down the
street to post it. She does not carry it IN
her pocket for week, as do the men. 1t
is useless, however, to make sport of the
summer girl and her letter. 1t makes
some heart happy. Every old bachelor
has in the bottom of his trunk, or safely
hid away in a bureau drawer. "A package
Of letters from this summer girl They
may be faded and yellow with age. but he
knows each one by the envelope and reads
them over when the days are gloomy and
there is no sunshine in his heart. The
girl may have long ago married some
other fellow, and be now the mother of
several romping boys, but to the old bach
elor the letters bring back visions of the
happiest moments of his life. Memory
holds in her bouquet of forgetme-nots no
fairer blossoms. Each one Is hearts ease,
pansy for thought
''Some one asks if there can be presi-
Dental campaign and Belva Lockwood
not be in it, and the EAGLES reply that it
hopes so, reminds me of that lady and
how she looked and acted when met her
about seven years ago, away up IN north
ern Missouri" said a Waco avenue lady
to the EAGLE young man Thursday. "She
was out on a lecturing tower" and she
and happened to stop at the same hotel,
and /, of course. was anxious to see her
closely, and if possible, to talk to her. My
room was next to hers and | waited to go
to the diaing room until she went, and by
accident o. took seat at the same table
and just opposite the distinguished guest
| remember very distinctly how badly
l WAS disappointed in her appearance,
manners and general get-up. She was
rather large woman with piercing black
eyes and iron-gray hair, which she wore la
Martha Washington. She wore kind of
wine colored silk with black lace. On the
whole she was rather good looking
woman, but she struck me as being rather
coarse And she had the same idea SO
many people et,that when they become
what shall | say-diStinguished? that they
can dispense with the manners and courte-
sizes which commoner people have to OBJ
serve. Her table manners would make us
folks out here in the wild and woolly
west ashamed. She ate with
her knife principally, and the
manner in which she jabbed it down her
throat set one to wondering whether she
hadn't studied Juggling with knives as
well as with the law. And Oh horrors!
she poured her coffee into her saucer and
drank it therefrom with prolonged
''t-k-o-u-p," that could be heard over
half the dining ROOM | was very anxious
to talk to her, but as 1 am very shy, l
kept waiting for her to set the converse
tional ball rolling, but she wouldn't. She
ate her supper in stony silence. giving
never so much as a glance at poor me.
That made me mad and l wouldn't go to
hear her talk that evening, so missed an
opportunity to hear the ouly woman who
has ever had nerve enough to
run for president of these United States
With all her vagaries, and all the mistakes
she has made, all must admit she has great
energy aud perseverance. which, had they
been put to a better purpose, could not
fail to have accomplished much good. All
Of those women who have given the best
part of their lives to bring about what
they call "Woman's Rights" and to get
the government TO adopt woman suffrage,
is. to my belief, wasted. There are very
few women who want to vote. They have
else to do that is of more i'm
portance than whooping up campaigns.
Then it wouldn't hardly be fair
to the men, because they haven't
very much else to think about.
and positively nothing else to talk about,
at least they don't talk about anything
else. But you can't get these women to
look at it that way. They have looked at
the subject so long from just one point of
view that they can't bring their minds to
bear on it from the other woman's side,
hence their arguments are all one sided
dixie mems arguments generally are.) |
don't believe more than one-eighth of the
women in these United States want
woman's suffrage. | am morally certain
l don't. Still if did have the privilege OF
voting don't believe | would sell my vote
for lass of beer, or even a 10 cent cigar.
don't, really. A prominent jeweler and
Democrat and l were having a political
roasting match the other day. Yes" he
said, you Republicans have so much to
brag about. Prohibition and woman's
suffrage. That's record to be proud OF,
amt it," told him he was another one
l never wanted to vote in my life, but /
would dearly love to vote this election TO
oppose his Democalamity vote That if
were man would vote with a party
wouldn't be caught dead voting with Il
lot of howing coyotes like he was going
to 90. We'll" he said, these darned Re-
publicans (he actually said that, II.
swear to il have got to be beat, and if we
can't beat them by fair means, then
land here al ugly CLINT came
into his eyes, by foul" l told
him II had to fight I'd fight openly,
only towards bushwhacked Then he got
mad, and said something hateful, and l
got mad and jswed back, and we had it
round and round and everybody else
laughed. He finally went off across the
street measuring off yard OF ground at
time. So we don't speak As we pass by
The brst of friends must part and I'd
as leave one would call me old and ugly as
4 woman suIragist, or a Prohibition