The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1893-07-26
THE GLOOMY SIDE.
GONE POINTS ON THE WOMEN WHO
| bore ON THE GREENSBORO.

car. There were II women and men
in the same quarters. We logged along "
our way as people do out of whose life Y
all interest had been taken by hot day, :
as rude nurse snatches playthings from ,
helpless children. Whether school kept \,
or not" was matter of not the slightest t
moment to any of us. Indeed had rea-
son to hope that should never again be
confronted with bulletins as to the rise
and fall of that mythical educational
bureau whence we all draw more or less
of knowledge fraught with bitter expe-
Renee. Its pupils are SO stupid and its
head preceptor SO unrelenting that have |;
long been a-weary of its curriculum.
Opposite in the car sat . young woman
whom often meet and q all continue to I.
meet, / suppose, until the sexton shovels
few feet of dust between our faces. III
she were man, she would be in tho at
titude of one who is spelling for a
fight" What is mere combativcnessl
in men takes the form of insolence in
women and is harder to bear. This
young person eyes my clothes. She
gloats over my shabbiness. She knows
exactly how many times a day my poor
old gown Is groomed. She is cognizant
of the fact that my off shoe has sprung
leak, and as she losses her head and
smiles the smile that, passed from WON
an to woman, means more than q blow
l seem to hear her say: "Ha, cumberer,
are you here YETI Last time met you
/ thought stared you down, but such
rubbish seems hard to kill A trifle
moro ridicule, though, slightly yelled,
like poison in a capsule, will lay you
low, and 1 shall have the pleasure of
turning my battery upon some other
God forsaken crank who appears to have
more brains than style!'
We were tumhling along in the old
street car, tired and dirty lot of us,
bound for tho depot. As we passed a
certain undertaker's shop on the way we
noticed that u big crowd had collected
at its doors-a hushed crowd, with white
faces and bated breath. A police patrol
was drawn up to the curbstone and four
brawny officers were lifting something
out of the wagon and carrying it within
the undertaker's open gate. The some
thing that lay beneath the old tarpaulin
was very still and outlined itself sharply
beneath the sable folds of the pail that
covered it. / turned away from the
sight, for there is that within me that
revolts from such sights as the butterfly
does from the thistle or the swift run.
ming boat from capful of head wind
| knew well enough what the "some.
thing" was. Ten minutes before per.
haps it had been man, swinging like q
} sailor on the uplifted ladder where the
painter pursues his craft, or careless
vagabond knocked down by a passing
, vehicle and straightway ushered into thu
/ audience chamber OF the great and only
E King or merry hearted boy spurned by
. flying wheel, or tired old woman
lifted high as heaven" by the tendel
arms of death. knew very well tina
t the awful something was once breath
ing, laundering mortal like myself ant
= that sudden calamity had transferred
! it into clay, how or in what terribl,
I manner | did not care to see. But ev
cry woman in the car in which / rod
h jumped from her seat to watch tn
:. growsome thing turned away from.
"Oh. wish the cover would fall oil st
that we could see" cried one.
-, Lift Willie up so that he can look!
/ exclaimed n careful q mother, maxim
!. room as she spoke for the nursegirl t
| place the little boy in better position.
- No sooner did all these women gain
,. vantage point from whore they coul
II best behold the dreadful burden whic
> the policemen boro without either ten
a, derncss or care into the waiting static
~ of the morgue than they began TO tren
10 bic and to cry.
II 'Oh. dear, how DREADFUL" moane
they in unison, while their fascinate
gaze was unaverted and their neck
d were craned to see it all.
= And then because l am q philosophe
: in my own poor fashion and can no NOR
}, help philosophizinG than spider ca
h help spinning webs | said to myself
10 That is tle way with al of us! We see
Il out our own discomforts and we en-
a tivate them with our own tears. W
Q gloat over the very things that bring U
"a pain and take u front scat to witness OF
own tragedies. Given, the most of us,
CHANCE to spend an afternoon among II
tombs or to go fishing for goldfish OIL
o of a crystal pend, and we will trot alon
III with the moErners every time. We al
"a always in the attitude t1nost of uS)
10 the Peterkin family at the seaside. The
50 were continually looking off shore f,
90 whales, and they saw whales and not
~ ~ ing but whales from seasons start
al seasons close! What we look for v
C find, what we sow we reap, what v
dread we draw and what we expe
comes to us.
~ Take two girls and send them O.
y; through the divine beauty of these Jul
IS woods with a basket apiece. They a
~ after yiolets, we will say although Il
m purple drapery Of tho dim spirit flow
is has been almost withdrawn from t
tn woods already like curtain uplift
by an eager hand. One Of the girls
afraid Of snakes and declares the sig
IN Of one would kill her on the spot H
III she looks for them! How eagerly S
ON watches every tremor of the ind,
1 te brush! How she starts at floating til
as othy aud shr.eks when clover jostl
iii in tho wind! And she sees snakes
hd plenty of EN-! She goes home with
empty basket and has to take q po
der 70 quiet her nerves. Tho otli
girl Keeps her mind onviolets and ney
Us sees serpent's trail. She goes hol
us no with a hasketful Of flowers and drear
nd that she is setting sail for paradise il
Ir purple boat with tie tender green
Of violet stems for its oars and n sail tn
ed smells OF the wood flowers perfect sol
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