Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1895-06-29
SOME DILEmMAs.
But the Worst One Was the Story or
the Letters.


They were having a real nice time
together, and they had told each
other almost all of their private af-
fairs when one of them remarked, as
she deftly removed marshmallow
from a hat pin on which she had
toasted it, ''Look here, girls, l wish
you would tell me the very worst
thing that ever happened to YOU"
"H'm,' replied the plump brunette,
"that is easy enough in my own case.
1t happened the last time I went
sleighing with Tom. You see, we
quarreled desperately and
"Was that it 2" slyly put in the
tall blonde.
at was not. 1t was the discovery
after | had refused to speak to him
that l had lost my handkerchief. We
had FIVE miles yet to reach home,and
had cold anyhow, so you may
imagine my suferings.
"Mercy on us, that was nothing
at all,p groaned the tall blonde.
"Don't waste any sympathy on her,
girls, but listen to me. l was just
starting to dress the other day when
Walter sent up message that he
had stopped on his way to the train
and wouldn't / see him for mo-
ment right away? In my haste l
got on Mays back hair instead OF
my own. 1t is nine shades darker,
so you can imagine the effect. The
parlor curtains were at the laundry,
too, the sun was shining brutality in,
and l discovered my mistake in the
mantel mirror as / took my seat.
Think of it F! After he had written
a poem, which was almost accepted
by a magazine, to my 'Riotous Gold
en- Hair =
ooh, oh y groaned the first girl,
shat was simply awful As for me,
you know l would perish before ]
would admire Dora's sleeves. Well,
one night l staid with her and near.
ly died of envy at her new dark blue
waist"
"The one with sleeves like subli-
mated sofa pillows" queried the
plump brunette.
"The same. l had on my pink
one, but it faded away like a sunrise
before hers. / determined to have
sleeves like those or fill an carly
grave, so in the morning | told her
that | couldn't possibly wear my
pink waist home in the daytime, and
she actually loaned me her new one.p
SEVEN Dora has good ft some
times, said the tall blonde.
"Mhm. ] went home rs fast as |
could, took off the waist which l bad
promised to send right back, and
flew to the dressmaker's with it. She
promised to make my new sleeves
just like EN-, and | was coming
peacefully away when whom should
meet on the threshold but Dora
herself"
ooh, Fan, how awful !"
at was. Not as bad as it might
have been, though, for she had my
pink waist in her hand. She had
come to have the garniture on 1t cop
led. OF course neither of us could
say word, but the one moment in
which / knew that was found out
was the most awful of my life. !
woke up at night bathed in cold per
spiration at the thought OF it,
Sand no wonder said the ether
girls in chorus. "Do have some
more marshmallows, dear
The melancholy girl with Che
brown hair heaved sepnlchral sigh.
am glad TO know that other people
have woes too. have NINE. George
and | quarreled desperately yester-
day because he actually said | was
flirting with Jim
"And were you?" queried tho
blonde.
"Of course not. | denied it in-
dignantly and gave back his ring on
the spot. When he was gone, bum
died up his letters, called mcssen-
ger and sent them off before | drew
breath. To day discovered that !
had by mistake inclosed q lot Of
Jim's with them, and now I'm won
dering bow I'm ever going TO explain
them away
And for moment there was an
awed silence in the room.-Chicago