The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-06-02

underwear as an intermediary she persist
cd mildly and confdentially. No 1 think
not. l responded, vacantly, feeling that
would like to gag her, for the most inter
esting point of the latest on dit had been
reached, and 1 was most anxious TO hear
the conclusion. Well, my head nurse is
woman of great experience, and she always
insists upon keeping on the children's win
Ter fannels until May is over purred on
Mrs. y, but your children look so strong
and ruddy that 1 made up my mind this
evening that l must take your advice about
nursery management
by this time I had quite lost the gist
Of the conversation on my left, so there
was nothing for me to do but resign my
self to her common-places-alas!
Why Should We Care?-
From Harpers Magazine.
Though the tree be not just for the bird to
nest in,
She sets the twigs, and the nest is there;
Though the world be not for man to be
blest in,
lie walks her green ways and breathes
her sweet air.
The rich days open and spill their splendor
stair;
Aye life has all that glory can lend her;
SO what it all means, pray, why should
we care?
The green lands blossom and the blue skies
hover;
The warm winds blow, and the song birds
pair;
Under loves window comes, fluting, the
lover
And the loved one leans, with his rose in
her hair.
The suns plunge over the hill to.the water;
The stars are sure: God gives and TO
spare.
The mau-child thriYes. and beauty's fair
daughter,
So what it's all for, pray, why should we
care?
John Vance Cheney.
De ives had an experience this week,
saws Clara Belle in the Cincinnati Enquir-
er for which "A woman was directly re-
sponsible. She was dainty party, too,
who was tripping along Forty-second
street, New York. and De Tyes was just
taking in her prettiness, when he received
a sudden shock as her eyes rested on his
a moment and then lighted deliciously,
while the red mouth gave a pretty tilt OF
invitation. He could not believe his eyes,
because she was lady, every inch of her,
but when she beamed an adorable smile al
him and dipped her little head in a bow as
she came forward toward him he began to
get his hat off and congratulate himself
on his luck.
Now don't pretend you don't know
me" she said, her voice trimming with
fun.
Indeed, I WON'T" said he. and what
else could he say?
Are you going my way?" she asked,
frankly.
OF course, he vast She said nothing as
they walked along, but looked at him
with laughing eyes, and he felt as if the
top of his head was coming off. After
few moments of commonplace talk, De
Tyes pulled himself together and asked IL
she would come in and have an oyster She
made comic little face and refused.
Really, l could not let you do so much Tor
me so suddenly" she said with delightful
archness, making him delirious with the
inference that if he would only wait
little he might venture. He asked her
whittier she was bound. 81 have date up
here with George" she laughed. and the
phrase slipped off her pretty lips as ador-
ably as risky things will from these up-to-
date New York girls "And what are you
doing with YOURSELF" she asked in turn,
Trying to enjoy life" he made answer.
bending his eyes hard on her. She was GER
tainly adorable. Il wish you would help
me-"
Good gracious!" said she, and walked
along with her head high. Suddenly she
turned on him. You are Mr. stannerlns.
aren't you?'' 1t was an old and WORKOUT
game, and he knew the answer. Mr.. Al
fred Stannering?" Usually they didn't in
sist on more than one name.
Anything you like he consented will
ingly
She stopped short and stared at him. Il
met you last summer at -, and yesterday
with my brother at -, didn't ~
Certainly" consented De Tyes, but still
she stood and stared at him. He didn't
mind, because she was so pretty, and he
stared back at her, twirling his mustachc.
Her face began to get pink, and just then
big fellow turned out of the depot to-
ward them. Probably this was the other
man, he looked a gentleman, the sort or
fellow who might, perhaps join the party,
and make all the better time. De Tyes
nodded, and was about to speak, when the
glrl turned on him sharply.
You are not Mr.. Stannering; I don't
Know you at ALL" she declared. and added
10 the newcomer, "Oh, Brother George, I
nave been insulted, This man has been
and"
10 make the sad story short, Brother
George" was as active as he was big, and
ne Iyes made an ignominious escape, with
muddy clothes and hat quite spoiled. On
.ne whole, he thinks he got off easily, but
me poor boy is sad
~ Is because of its indefinite basis of
"Ieument that no sensible man or woman
cal take up with this New Woman" move
~ ll' writes Edward w. Box editorlaIly in
one June Ladies' Home Journal SO far
90 one can see, 1t leads nowhere It has
no point. These women do not want to be
49, 80 Tor they have plainly told us that
men are immoral ana are dominant tyr
%.i's' They resent being women, because
10y 10y tell us to be a woman is to be "a
n1pJeet creature"-whatever that may
Ian: There is not much left for them,
t,lereIore, that l can see-nothing except
v,h Create third sex. 1t was George Eliot