The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1893-07-14
GETTING EVEN Win a LOT OF MEN.
How - Clever Young Woman Chastised
Some Craceiess Scainps.


Some Craceiess scainps.
1t was ono Of those delightful Chi
cago spring days. The rain poured
down with an enthusiastic yigor
which never abated drop, although
there had been a steady downpour
fer the last "a hours. The wind
howled and ragged and screamed 1t
tore around the tall buildings, ripping
down signs, splitting awnings and
shutters, turning umbrellas ideout
and blowing the rain in sheets Of
wretchedncss against the unhappy
pedestrians. twas socold that ones
fingers and ears tinglcd, and the chill
was more penetrating than the freez-
ing blasts of December Altogether
it was typical spring day in Chicago.
A group of men had congregatcd
on Randolph street near certain al
ley for no other purpose, it seemed,
than to watch the feminine pedestri-
ans go by. They had gathered at
that particular spot because thcwind
was worse there than any place else.
Several Transfers, drawn up in front
of wholesale grocery, added to the
throng, every member Of which
seemed to enjoy himself hugely
when q young girl would he caught
in the whirlwind from the alley, and
if not blown completely off the side
walk would be left moro or less of a
wreck.
A slender young woman came trip
ping down the street, her blond
tresses snugly reefed under a little
ta,paulin sailor hat, with dainty
bunch Of violcts resting dewily on
one side. Her cape sat jauntily upon
her shoulders, her umbrella was held
firmly but lightly-in short, al was
taut and trim as could be. But the
gale had not yet encountered her
The group Of men waited expect
antly with a glad smile on their faces
as if they Were about to witness an
amazonian march. Down the street
came the blond maiden, down the al
ley came the wind, gathering force
and strength as it travelled. Finally
it struck her amidships. She ca
reened, swayed and staggered out
into the gutter. Her umbrella turned
wrong side out with a ripping sound,
her hat went over on one eve, her
veil gamboled playfully across the
sidewalk into a puddle, and her
skirts did everything that well be
haved skirts should not do. She
gathered herself together rs best she
could, gave one look at the spectators,
as if to annihilate every man Of
them, and then gave her attention to
turning her umbrella and fishing her
veil out Of the puddle.
Suddenly she spied another girl
coming down the sidewalk, all un-
conscious Of her doom. Without a
moments hesitation girl No. walked
rapidly toward girl No. 2. She ex-
planned the situation. .'You want to
put your umbrella down at once"
said she, land go right across the
street and walk rapidly. These men
are all standing here just getting
ready to laugh at you" Girl No. 2
thanked her warmly folded her UNI
brella, stalked across the street, and
disappointed expression showed it
self on the countenances of the men.
For 20 minutes that heroic damsel
stood there, impervious to rain, in
different to wind and cold, with no
thoughts save those of her mission.
During that 90 minutes she warned
seven women, turned them all out Of
their course and gained their bless
ings and the mems imprecations.
'Of course couldn't tell the wom-
en- on the other side Of the street how
to close their umbrellas and draw
their garments closely about Them
she said later when recalling her adj
venture, but fiatter myself that
did some good work on my side, and
you never saw n sicker looking crowd
of men in your life. They felt too
cheap to be offered for sale at q bar
gain counter. Chicago News.