Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-08-15
SAVED BY A FLY.
And the Other Girl Thought They wer'
 of Some Use After All.

of Some Use After All.
 They were as trim a team of wheel girlies as the streets of Buffalo have seen this summer. One of them, who had been younger, wore snuff colored bloomers, spectacles and bicycle face, which said to the gazing passerby: "Oh, look if you like and be hanged. I've got as good right to wear 'em as anybody, there now!' That 's'the way she looked when some one stared at her from a passing carriage. When she wasn't conscious of being looked at she just studied the road and looked anxious. Her companion was younger and more pink and white and peachy. She wore tan leggings and blue skirt and pink and white waist with big sleeves for the wind to push on. They leaned their wheels up against the curb, over on the Front, and stopped to rest.
 "Oh, dear, the horrid fliesr' said the severe one.
 "Yes, they're nasty things" giggled the pretty one, "an ain't they just aw- full thickl But do you know I think they're nice."
 "Nice!" The older one fairly squeal- ed
 "Well, you see" said the jolly one, "they bring luck anyway. Last night George an were riding, an when we got round here on the Front got fly in my eye or thought did'- "One of those big soft Canada f1ies?"
 'No, you goose, of course not Itwas Q little fly that you couldn't see. but I rubbed 1t an told George that I just couldn't go on, an he asked if it hurt, an I said yes, some, an he said he was so sorry, an shouldn't he try to get it for me, an thought he might help it some''-
 ''Well, go on. Did he?' Miss Pink and White hesitated "Well, you see, if there was fly, suppose I got it out myself, but I thought George needed encouragement, so I said I did wish he would try-an we stood our wheels up against the curb, an he took out his silk handker- chief an-an you'd have died to see how shy he was about touching my face, but bimeby he took hold of my chin an turned my face up to the light, an he tried an tried, but he couldn't find no fly in my eye, an so cried just little, as one naturally would, an''-
 "You huzzy," said the older girl se- verely, land you stood here and let him paw away at your face before everybody that was passing!"
 "Huzzy nothing!' was the smart re- tort. Wasn't it all right? I couldn' t ride with fly in my eye, an George we'll, thought he needed encourage ment an would like to try. an it wouldn't hurt me. An after awhile, when he'd got pretty nervous, and, oh, so led ill the face, said, 'Oh, there. it's gone! It feels ever so much better, an thank you ever so much for being so gentIe!' An guess that fetch ed hir!. VT he didn't say ten words till he got ]'~me, an then he said, Miss Mamie .: got something very impor- tant t1. , to you-an-an-he up an proposed, right on the veranda! An we must hurry home now, for he'll be there again tonight, sure as preaching"
 The older girl sighed, but said not q word. They mounted their wheels and pedaled along up the drive ill silence. Presently the little one said:
 "Well, ain't you got nothing to say: Ain't mad, are you?'
 "No, dear, not bit. I'm awfully glad for your sake. was just wonder ing if I couldn' 't-I mean do you know how long fytime lasts?'-Buffalo Ex press.