The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-11-05

VINO was her dearest friend. And one
of the women, between the puffs of
her cigarette, told this: personally, I
am sure that she is in love with the man
You know when she first came to New
York we lived in the same hotel and 1
have frequently seen her when she wasn't
well, in her nightdress or l have gone to
her room when she was dressing and her
maid let me in. And such funny under
weaTas she had Just fancy made at
home and trimmed with crochet work.
As long as ] saw that on her I used to
laugh and think she hadn't met the right
man. But one day she asked me to so
down street with her, md she spent a
couple of hundred dollars on fine lingerie.
l didn't ask any questions after that
The women screamed with laughter, ex-
cepting the woman who knew the truth
OF the story, which was, that, coming
from the country, and being the daughter
OF mother who believed in buying I'M
derwear to last, not to be pretty, the
young wife endured her ugly things until
she had been married long enough for
her husband to fill her purse, and so per-
nit her to buy the pretty lawn and lace
which is the delight of every woman's
heart. Being an honorable woman, the
friend was Jeered at for her pains, when
she attempted to tell the true story; and
one of the women there said: My dear,
you will always be played for foo" but
on every silver cup, on the bea utiful
! china, in the drawnwOrk of the table
cloth, and on the borders of the wall
paper the honest little soul, who had
been Mortified at the way the story was
twisted around, read continually: The
tongue is divine organ, but the devil
often plays upon it."
A NIsREPREsENTED WOMAN.
They both had to earn their own living
1t isn't so pleasant when you are young
and pretty, and long for the joys and
pleasures of life 1t isn't so pleasant to
have to stick to the desk or the pen when
you would so much rather be out in the
sunshine, but tits possible to be sufficient
ly honorable to make your work a credit
to you, pleasure to your employer and a
yeritable perfume ascending like beau
tlful prayer before the great white throne.
She had worked very hard for advance
ment She was tired of writing in
| terVieWs with first this one and
| then that one; with being treated
with more or less rudeness. But at
last the day came when somebody
| given to her. She was neat little body,
| and she used to make her clothes wear as
| long and look twice as well as anybody
else's, for she would brush and fix and
make over, and sew away into the night
| in her determination to look her best. One
| day rich cousin-women who work are
occasionally blessed with real rich cou-
sins-gave her a beautiful long fur coat,
| intending it to keep her warm when she
was forced to go out and face the bitter
winter winds. Still, you can't live off a
fur coat. So when there was chance
for better position she applied for it,
and she would have gotten it, but the
other woman said some very nice (0
| things about her TO the editor.
Said she: I've always been very fond
Of Miss Brown; she is such nice girl,
and she dresses so extremely well. l
couldn't begin to dress that way; andyet,
beside my salary, have a little income.
But there are great many ways to earn
money. What DO l mean! Oh, l don't
mean anything. There are a great many
ways to earn money. Have you seen her
fur coat2 Must have cost three or four
hundred dollars. She says her cousin
gave it to her. Oh, no; l wouldn't say
for the world that it wasn't 50, but it is
very convenient to have cousin whom
nobody sees to credit things to. OF
course. | am a woman, and know what
things cost. l know just what she gets.
1t is possible that she pays for it all her
| self. 1t would be a good thing
if she We're made Secretary of the
| Treasury; she seems to be able to do
great deal with very little money. No, l
| NOu4ul 4 soy q WOlh uStAlAou lICLs L nav >
one thing l pride myself on, never say
anything against anybody. But she is
evidently very clever woman" Well,
she didn't get the position. And as she
reads the note telling her that it wouldn't
be given her, she bent over and had the
feminine luxury-a. good cry. And the
! typewriter, who had heard all the con-
versatiOn in the other room, sat down in
front of the machine, and clicked out:
'EThe tongue is a divine organ but the
| devil often plays upon it,