Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-07-10
She Knew That She Wa, Beautifu,

| She was an angel. L mean that she was an
altogether beautiful woman-face, figure
| and in the arts of manner and costume that
| combine TO render women beautiful. She
knew 1t. Strange, perhaps, but quite true.
She knew that she was beautiful and that
whether she gracefully toyed with a novel
| on the broad veranda of the United States,
or moved along the halls, or listened to the
music in the shady court. or sat at table in
tn he great dining room, she knew that the
eyes OF men were admiring her and that the
| ewes of women were taking a silent in
ventory of her costumes.
She sat at the next table from me- / had
her for breakfast. dinner and sSpper /
ieasted on her by stealth. 1t is trne. she
was not OF my race-but beauty knows no
line of prejudice. She wore a new costume
at every meal Her pa, at one end of the
table, wore gold glasses and a look OF bored
resignation. Her ma, at the other end of the
wide. He WAS lean and wrinkled and had
face that would sour milk. The old lady
was fat and greasy and suggestive of roast
pig.
don't know whether it is quite proper
that female beauty and roast pig should be
associated. Let us not Qnarrel with the in
congruities of idle thought.
When / first visited Saratoga a few years
ago a sporting gentleman who had lust won
some thousands on the races said to me.
says he:
i didn't know but what it was a new game
of some kind, and having tried everything
else that day submitted no objections.
The pig was free lunch served in tn bar
room-a poor little innocent, freshly shaved
and slaughtered and served with a lemon
between his jaws-a morgue-like bit of
culinary humOr.
The next time came to Saratoga friend
met me at the station and said to me, says
he:
Come over to the cottage-dinner is lust
on-we have a lovely young pig"-and so on,
When came away there was not enough of
that pig left to feed a skye terrier.
It 60 happened that my waiter at the
States the other day, with silver lining in
his horizon, casually whispered in my alert
ear, says he:
you'll find the young pig very nice to-
day, sah."
Bring me some pig" said 1, promptly.
but rather Observation-Disclosures was help-
nose at the next table. If tie waiter had |
suggested the Chinese dish of rats 1 should
probably have said RATS, please-well |
DONE" and thought no more about it. But |
if had said rats the effect upon the fair |
hoodoo at the next table could scarcely have
been more marked. She cast one lightning
glance across the way-a glance expressive |
of curiosity, wonder. disgust horrors |
top sort of glance.
1t was then recalled the con.
founding coincidence of pigfor have
since made a careful assay of Sara
no social figure. 1t was purely q coinci.
dence. And 1 never should have thought of
it but for the beauty. Queer, isn't it? But
every time saw this lovely creature-the
handsomest woman in all points 1 ever
looked upon-1 thought of that confound-
edly stupid little pig with a lemon in his
mouth. And every time she saw me her
bright, brown eyes said as plainly as looks
could speak:
There's that horrid, nasty man who comes
into the States and sQueals for pigl,