The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1894-07-20

the misfortune of the modern young wo
man that Elaine Genet tells about in the
following engaging dialogues: She was
literary girl, but he loved her. She had
way OF asking his opinion on the tariff and
practical ethics when they took moonlight
strolls which was discouraging to say the
least. bu. he hoped. One day he found her
at home in an amisble frame of mind and
ne took tue bit in his teeth. 81 love you,
Dora, he said. She did not lift her eyes
from the newspaper she was reading ana
ne set IL down to modesty. ~ cannot be
happy without you," he went on, Ter
vently. Tell me you care for me; give
me one word; answer me, DoraV lie
paused eagerly. aud with start she
wrinkled her alabaster brow and put down
her paper Excuse M, Charlie" she
murmured, II was reading an editorial
and didn't catch the drift of your remarks.
What was 1t you sHidY But he just got
up and marched home.
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A LEGAL CoNUNDRUM:
I've been list'ning to them lawyers in the
court house where they meet,
AM I've come to the conclusion that Pm
most completely beat.
First one feller riz 10 argy, an he boldly
waded in,
AS he dressed the trembin' pris' ner in O
coat O. deep-dyed sin.
Why, he painted him all over in hue o
blacklist crime
An he smoared bis reputation with the
thickrst kind of CRIME,
Tell l found myself wouderin' in misty
way au' dim,
How the Lord had come to fashion sich an
awful man as him.
Then the other lawyer started, an with
brimmin', fearful eyes,
SAID his client was u martyr that was
brought to srcrifco.
An he gave to that same pris'ner every
blessed human grace,
Tell saw the light of virtue fairly shinin'
from his face.
Then | own 'at I was puzzled how sich
things could rightly be;
An this aggravatlng question seems to
keep pu2z,in me;
SO, Will some ono please inform me, an
this mystery unron
How an angel and devil can persess the
self-same souli
-GItGH Duy'
This ia the time Of year when the sweet
girl graduate of few weeks ago bagius to
feel that life is not all one surprising
dream Of delightful bouquets, enchanted
gowns and deiCately scented boxes Of bon
bons. The business of standing with re-
luctRnt feet where the brook aud river
meet" has begun to lose something Of its
pNuuigitp pnn1 m anpauant-6nv charm
the weary maiden waits in vain for the
chance to immortalize herself in the world
OF art or letters What, indeed becomes
OF the sweet girl graduate? This question
is partly answered in the appended float
ing paragraph which is the text OF these
remarks, Thousands of them, the para
graph informs us, become teachers and in
many sections they are creating a monop-
oily in that work. In 1890 there were
22s, 3S7 women teachers in the United
States to 1876, 525 men. Two years later the
former number was increased by l5 4S3,
and the latter decreased by 1914. This Is
a somewhat unromantic termination Of all
those fine commencement-day dreams, but
1t has at least the merit OF great utility
and serves to occupy the fair graduates
mind until thoughts OF love and marriage
beguiIe her into the old, old path.
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DORIS SHOE STRINGS:
On Doris feet
Are tfe smallest Of twoes,
But surely some elf
Has enchanted her shoes,
For wherever we go,
Walk, row or ride,
In church or at tennis,
Her shoes come united.
At times it is trying,
But what can do,
When poor Doris murmurs:
"Oh, bother that shoel"
So down l must flop
In the dust and tine dirt
To tie up the shoe
OF that dear little flirt.
These precious girl tyrants,
We cannot rebel,
For even their ribbons
Are filled with their spell.
Since old-fashioned aprons
No longer they use,
They tie poor man
To the strings of their shoes.
-Ne,O York Sunday Advertiser.