The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-03-26


woman OF whom your sister says: II
wonder what men sea la her: she is always
well dressed, but she is really nothing but a
thoroughly pleasant womaur" And you
look at your sister and wonder if she knows
what power that Is. These are the black
and white types Of hirts, but there are in
Vulnerable shades in between.
THE SLY LITTLE WIDOWS TRICKS.
One Of the most interesting is the reliant
one. She is usually a widow Not q tall,
majestic one; but rather undersizej. A nd a
little widow is dangerous thing She re-
lies on every man she comes near; she tells
every man that men have always been good
to her, aud she can't help but believe IN
them. l don't think there Is man In the
world so wicked as TO shatter this belief
She always tells the truth because she says
men understand, and they are so delight
fully simple, that when she tells the par
ticularly outrageous truth, they are con-
WINGED she is lying. Although she is a
widow, she is not funeral. She is fond of
saying that dear Charlie believed the living
should be considered and not the dead and
little Mrs. Grape is considering the living
with feminine vengeance. All is fish that
comes to her net, but she particularly likes
to rely on elderly ruen-meu who are ice to
most women. She has a pleasant way of
speaking of Charlie as if he were likely to
walk at any time, and she makes her men
friends feel quite at ease by assuring them
how much Charlie would have liked them
| She shows just little bit Of her neck-just
enough to make you wish to see more, and
| If somebody suggests that she would wear a
| low bodice. she gives plaintive sigh and
says: 80, l will leave that for Young girls
nowadays; though l will confess to you that
l should like to show the dimples in my
| shoulders" And all the barbarian in you
| wakes up, and you feel like tearing from
| her the horrid cloth that hides those dim
| pies from your eyes. Somebody said a
scarlet letter-D, meaning dangerous
should be put on the breast of tee little
widow; but no one would object to this
more than her victims.
WORKING THE MAN OF AFFA1Es.
There is a type of girl who flirts in her
| cradle with her dolls, so that when she
comes out in the great world she is NJ. A
| mistress of the art. She is at her best when
| she attacks the business man as we know
| him in New York. He is large, ne is POM
| pous. he is rich. He didn't want to come
| to this dinner but he did want to see his
| host about some stocks, and be knew he
would have chance after it was through.
| He takes in a girl who looks up at him in
! pit!tul manner; one whom he regards as
| necessary evil, while she thinks of him
as a massive fool. He absorbs his
| soup and his sherry and doesn't say
| a word. He looks at her then in
a condescending way and realizes that there
is white rose quite low in her hair which
seems as IT it we're kissing her heck. She
| asks that same old dinner question, Don't
| you think the flowers are very Drettyp He
answers, YES" in a short sort of way. and
| attacks the next course. Mademoisells is
| indignant, but she bides her time. Then
| she asks him if he would mind telling her
| what the Bank of England is, and what the
railroad loans are that the newspapers are
I ais H. rrr uk.s.uvN y
| living In it, breathing it. looks at her sp-
provingly and starts in to give her informa-
| ton. he thinks she is a sensible girl
TRAPPED AT LAST.
| But, somehow, although, he is talking
| about money, he inhales the perfume of that
| white rose, he is conscious of a white shoul-
der, and the beauty of soft frills comes over
| him. de is getting draught of femininity.
| As she gees from the table those tuile skirts
| brush against him, and there on the floor
beside him lies little handkerchief which
the fairies might have woven; he picks it
| up and puts it in his pocket he would be
indignant if any one told him he had fallen
| III love with woman. but somehow he
wants to have something that belongs to
| her. When he goes into the drawing room,
which is rather earlier than he intended, for
| the story of the stocks doesn't seem to be
! as interesting as he thought, he finds
the dear girl seated among a lot Of
| cushions, and patting q fluffy dog. The
slender, white jeweled hands smooth the
puppy, and Mr.. Millionaire thinks be would
| be glad to be even a mongrel If be could get
| such treatment as that. He feels; we'll he
| feels as il this innocent-looking creature,
| with her soft eyes, was entirely too good for
anybody, and he wonders how he could have
| listened to the coarse talk Of the men, And
| when 1t Is time for her to go, he looks at
her, bundled up in her furs, as she gets into
| her brougham, and thinks there is no color
! In this world as beautiful as white, and how
| delightful it is TO meet a woman who is
really woman-teuder, fond of pets, iu-
| terested in mans affairs. aud really know
| ing what his life is. And she-well, when
she gets home, she says to that safest of ell
! ntidantes-herself -"Isn't it queer how
! innocence and a rosebud will always fetch
| a man of businesss He doesn't want a
woman who knows great deal, and he alb
hors a business woman; if he thinks about
1t at all. he wants one to play Josephine to
! his Napoleon"
| The next day the little handkerchief comes
back to the owner; it is wrapped about the
stems Of a bunch of orchids and fastened
| with an orchid made Ct diamonds. There
| is 10 name, aud consequently madnmoiselle
can't return the pin to any one. Sometimes
| Mir. Millionaire is played with, and thrown
aside; then he nearly breaks his heart and
/ NAAC O|AE oubAol oNbiNiA hS LIED, WHICH IL u Suu
one, is that he has done it for a most abomi-
nable llrt.
IS FILTRATION DAMNATIoN?
The motherly flirt is dangerous, so is the
baby one. ne independent flirt is usually
only attractive to boys. Do l object to
Irritation! Not If it is properly conducted.
| 1t is the legitimate war of woman upon
man. Woman's weapon is thorn, aud the
shroud of each victim is a rose leaf. The
woman who can fiirt well is On artist, but in
the noble army of coquettes the sign should
| be: "No amateurs need apply" This is a
| good sermon-a veritable Lenten oue-the
text is: Love your neighbour" and the
! preacher is Bah.
LEMON ELIXIR.