Evening journal., 1893-06-22

woman, one, not in her early twenties,
but who has lost the gaucherie and
awkwardness Of extreme youth and has
gained an ease, grace and pleasantness Of
manner that makes her the charming
woman she is.
1t was during a camp meeting At
naming a place not far from Wilmington
she said, with smile and a quick blush,
"and / was consumed with a desire for
one of those hoopskirts The girl who
was the proud possessor of one was to
me an object Of deepest envy.
My sister was such an object One
day did quite favor for her, and in
return she gave me permission TO wear
her hoopskirt that evening It was on
Sunday, and the camp ground was
thronged with people. / donned a garnet
silk gown, the skirt of which was too
short and. too narrow to fit well over the
hoops, but / was determined to wear
them and wear them l did
But / had not learned to use one and
] met with series of annoying Incl
dents that nearly proved my undoing.
went to the tent of friend. and in
cautiously sat down. Flopl up went
that skirt, high as my head, mercifully
hiding my burning face from the pass
ing gaze. Then / rose, determined not
to sit down again that evening.
"But when my handsome, stalwart,
young sweetheart came and invited me
to drive, hoops and all things else were
forgotten, and ] gave a Joyful assent.
"But alasl When / had accomplished
the feat Of getting into the carriage. I
and the hoopsllirt occupied the whole
space. When that young man sue
ceeded in squeezing himself into a
corner up again went that hoop, com.
pletely obscuring his vision. In conse-
quence he crashed into one of the many
teams about and the conversation at
that time was not such as is generally
heard in meetin.
"Well, as one might reasonably
imagine. the drive was a short one. and
after l had been lifted from that car.
riage-in a very gingerly manner. I
must admit-we started to walk about
the circle.
'As / neared our tent, murmured a
nasty excuse, darted inside, and in a
moment, twinkling of an eve had the
henceforth hateful hoopskirt off, and
giving 1t a vengeful kick / said Law
there, you hateful thing Ill never wear
you again.
Il joined the young man and as he
TOOK in the situation he pressed my arm
close against his side and whispered oh.
so terventlyl-I am so glad
Doesn't Care to Hear About Cats.
A good story has been told concern
ing a man living in the western part
OF the city The neighborh0od in which
he lives is infested with cats of all
breeds, colors, ages and size. EEvery
night they congregate under his bed
room window and render their choicest
selections. This not only disturbs the
man but awakens his youngest of
spring, who then joins his voice with
the midnight serenaders outside.
The mans ear had not been trained
for this kind of music and his first task
would be to gently remind the cats that
it was time to leave by throwing
nearly all the articles he could find in
the room at them. Then be would
turn his attention to the baby and
work with it using every means known
to a man Of family until its melodious
voice was silenced in sleep.
Now this became a nightly occurrence
and the much troubled man resolved to
resort to sterner measures. Goinp to a
friend he secured the loan of a gun. and
waited patiently for night. There was
one particular cat with deep base
voice, which the man hated worse than
the others and he resolved to take re.
venge on him.
Evening came, and so did the cats and
with them the man with his weapon of
death. About bed time the concert
began when the whole community was
awakened by the report of gun. The
man did not 60 down and look for his
game but waited until morning When
morning came not cat could be seen
He was not bothered any more for about
a week, and was congratulating himself
on getting rid of his tormentors without
the trouble of burying them when one
night he found a cat in the yard dead
with bullet in its brain. He wondered
why it should take it all this time to die
and why it should pick out his yard in
preference to all others to die in.
Inc next night another cat was found
dead and this thing continued for over a
week, and each night he had a grave TO
dig. He was greatly puzzled and kept
asking himself the questions how he ever
came to kill so many cats, and why they
all came back to his yard to die.
The matter finally leaked out A
friend of his, hearing of his efforts of
determination, had deeided to help him
and had been killing cats with an air
gun and quietly dropping them in his
friends yard. 1t is not safe now TO
say cats in the hearing of the first
man.
Lord All Time Bloke."
In a Chinese Sunday school in OREGON
the contribution plate was passed to a
young convert, who looked at the plate
and inquirad uWhnf fn,9n .lEnr a.