Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1893-09-02

How q Pretty Biue-Grass Girl on Her
Travels Incurred Undeserved Censure.

now q Pretty Biue-GraBn Girl on Her
Travels Incurred Undeserved Censure.
From the New York Sum-
Kentucky girls are born to adventure
but one in particular, who last week left
her native blue grass to tread the unre-
sponsive granite of New York pavements,
thinks she has had rather more than her
share of experiences.
The young woman in question has only
nineteen summers and one less winter to
her credit, but she has made good use of
her time, and Is a particularly pretty girl
yes! even for Kentucky girl Previous
to one eventful day last week she had
lived under the watchful light of her
mothers eyes. Then, as before stated. she
babe her fearful family a still more tear
ful adieu and turned a temporarily red and
swollen face northward
Now, her mother had lain awake the
night before conjuring up visions of the
horrible accidents, mortal sickness and
sudden death which We're sure to overtake
her child And, like a wise mother, she
cast about in her mind for some panacea
with which she could provide the young
hadn't much trouble in arriving at a de-
cision, and early the following morning
she slipped a filled and generous flask into
1t was good In case of sickness" The
latter-being a Kentucky girl-grasped both
TACT and flask and journeyed sadly away.
the river into Indiana, and then, at a small
station which smelled of hayseed. pick up
an aged couple. The aged couple entered
the car where the Kentucky girl was seat
ed. She was still flushed after weeping
and rather puffy as to eyes and nose but
pretty notwithstanding. The old lady
seat, and her look was distinctly disapprov-
ing. The old man, in his turn, also looked.
His lingering gaze spoke different Ian
guage.
And the train moved on.
During the day the Kentucky girl sought
to forget her sorrows by reading one OF
the books which had been thrust upon
her in the course of the mornings fare
wells. She finally closed IL with the de-
cision that it was an average book. for the
inside was as dull as the outside was lurid-
To be sure, the old lady across the aisle
could not he blamed for supposing the in
side to be as highly cclored as the cover,
and for deepening her frown accordingly.
At any rate. as night drew on the young
girl felt that the social barometer was
OF course she thought of her mother and
ole kaintuck. and what would become
of her IL she should be taken sick. Then
she felt that she was sick. Her head ached
The selfish man in front of her had kept
his window open all day and the air was
decidedly cool. She felt yes, she certainly
teit shooI OOH pains ;,h IN her SIDE she ha ed
depended on a swallow of that whisky
with which maternal thoughtfulness had
But the old lady? She slyly reconnoitered
with two soft dark eyes. Her neighbor
was nodding, nay more, she was asleep
The young girl summoned the porter, and
In a low tone, calculated not to penetrate
the Hoosier dreams across the aisle, or
dered a lemonade. 1t was there inside of
five minutes. Again the dark eyes took a
quick survey. Unnecessary caution! A
mild but unmistakable snore came from
across the aisle.
There was the faintest click as the bag
was opened, and a c-eak almost unworthy
the name she unscrewed the flask.
Neither sound would have awakened so
much as a mosquito. The girl lost no time
in disposing of her lemonade with its re-
Enforcement, but as the aroma Of that
Bourbon draught stole through the air the
old lady sat upright with start.
Sniff, Sniff,
Whisky" she exclaimed before her eyes
were fairly open.
And then she turned upon the poor Ken
lucky girl glance calculated to siay her
on the spot without the aid of judge or
jury or any chance of ,pealing to the
mercy Of the court. But the girl was MOI
slain. She had a clear conscience-indeed,
Ii seemed that her conscience was the
clearest thing about her. But she would
show this woman that she had been cruelty
misjudged. She again summoned the porter
and ordered some milk. MIX seemed even
more innocent and harmless to her than
water. therefore she took milk. And she
turned upon the rigidly reproachful old
lady a glance which said:
You see you were mistaken"
Then she turned to James, took the glass
he handed her, and drained half its con-
tents before she discovered that he had
misunderstood her and had brought her
beer!
After that she was hopelessly disgraced,
and she arrived in New York as subdued
a young woman as ever crossed the North
river.