The Forrest City times., 1894-01-19
ARTIFICIAL APPLIANCES.
Stories of a Glass Eye and Me-
 chanical Hand.

Perhaps the talk began with the Sun Sundays the girls of the family were apt to divide the big sheets up and sit reading out scraps to each other, while their coffee grew cold in the cups It was a bad habit. It made breakfast drag on to an interminable length, causing the maid below stairs to be be- hind with her work all day and the maidens above stairs to be late to church.
 Well, the girls were reading out bits to each other. Name 'had just con- tributed thrilling one about the last footpad. who choked woman and ran down the alley with her purse and her rings.
 "I wouldn't mind anyone snatching my purse,' said Imogene. because carry most of my money tucked inside my dress waist. and"
 And make an embarrassing spec tacle of yourself when you have to get it out in a hurry" interrupted Name, very rudely Name had been shopping with Imorene for the trousseau. She said she nearly blushed herself to couldn't control their risibles ought not to be allowed to wait on ladies.
 "Queer things happen in town," mur- mured Cousin Jane, who was only stay ing with them over Sunday. Did l ever tell you of my adventure in the carettep No? We'll, that was the queerest thing My husband and his youngest brother. Fred, and l were going up to Lincoln park in it. They were talking to each other about stocks, and futures, and things, and l wasn't paving much attention to them or any thing else when suddenly man at the other end of the carette began smiling and winking at me in a disgustingly elaborate fashion. Girls, l declare did not know the man was there. l may have been staring at him absent ly, but had done nothing intentional- ly to attract his attention. He was just the kind of man who might insult d woman alone. Big fellow with big braided coat big red tie. tremendous black mustache-the kind of mustache you can see be- hind a mans back-and a bold, vacant looking black eye. But wasn't alone. The carette was full of people and there were those two strapping fellows of my own close at hand. We'll, o1 course I looked away and made as if hadn't noticed anything. By and by stole d look at him. declare, he was doing the same thing! One eye shut, the other open and fixed on me, his mouth, under horrid dyed mustache, parted in silly smile. turned sharp ly away and looked out of the window for a long, long time. A lot Of people got out at Bellevue place and more al Division street. thought maybe my uuwelcome admirer had gone by this time. and just glanced over at the corner near the horses long enough to catch his impudent stare. l know l blushed scarlet l hoped Jim and Fred wouldn't see, they are both so quick tempered. Other people be. gan to notice. Several of them glanced from me to the man and smiled and nudped each other. It was odd the way he persisted and yet didn't do anything more than stare. was be- ginning to wish he would. so l could re buff him.
 At Schiller street the only other person in the carette got out. It was lady with the biggest pair of sleeves I've seen yet.
 Schiller street already remarked my husband. Hello! Whats that II the corner?
 The lady with the sleeves caught my eye as she passed and began te