The record-union., 1895-01-19
DIFFERENT KINDS OF WOMEN.
BeseIena Points Out Their Peculiar
characteristics.
Two Samples Of Disagreeable Women
and Another Full of Light
and JOY.

Especial Correspondence of REcoRD-UNIoN.7 I
PORTLAND orr. Jan. 15.-You have all
seen her or heard of her or come in con-
tact with her in some way or another,
because she comes into the life of every
man and woman at some period of their
existence. You cannot avoid her any
more than you could having the Group or
the measles and other disagreeable all
ments which come to all perfectly natural
children. The woman of whom / speak
is the disagreeable woman, the woman
who, under the guise of friendship, tells
you all sorts OF hateful, unpleasant things.
She thinks it shows discrimination of
character to be severely critical of other
people and that it is absolutely necessary
TO find fault with others in order to cater
to this hobby. One always has in her
presence the uncomfortable feeling that
you are going to be criticised and dis
cussed and talked about with no gentle
tongue the moment your back is turned.
The disagreeable woman is the one
who drops in upon you unex pectedly
and announces her intention of spending
the day and expects you to be properly
pleased at the prospect. She repeats all
the latest gossip and choice mOrsels of
y 3
Flyaway, whose papa owns half the
town, took Miss Giddy to the theater the
other night, and she wonders when the
engagement is to be announced. She
tells you that the young couple who live
next door 10 her are not as happy
as they might be, but she hasn't
any tangible reason TOR asserting this
1act which she emphasizes with series
of mysterious mods and shakes OF her
head which are supposed to convey abSO-
lutte conviction to your mind without
further oracular proof, but she doesn' t
stop there, and in your inmost heart you
can't help but feel sorry for her un-
fortunate neighbOrs.
You know that this disagreeable
woman's tongue will wag its way all
down the street and down and up and
around several other streets with the
same story until IL grows and increases
and magnlteS with each repetition, and
as she talks the words Ouida once wrote
comes into your mind, THAT cruel
story runs on wheels and every hand oils
the wheels as they run" But you think
that, thank Heaven, it IS not every
woman's hand which oils the wheels and
there are few who stretch out to put a
brake on the runaway wheel, though
they are so few and far between as to be
almost unIiOticed; but nevertheless their
presence is felt and appreciated by more
than one grateful heart.
linen this very dlSagreeaOIe woman
looks at you with critical eye and says
you are not looking as we'll as when she
saw you last. Though you may have
felt perfectly well before she appeared,
she leaves you with a haunting convic-
tion in your mind that you are on the
verge of a decline, quick consumption.
Should you be so unfortunate as to get
sick, she comes to you and tells you all
theghoulish stories her fertile Imagination
can conjure up. She tells you of another
dear friend OF hers who IS sick in just
the same manner you are and one day
she turned over and went so sleep and
was dead. After few more such cheer
ing anecdotes she takes her departure,
leaving Tor your edItication one of the
latest erotic novels. like the ''Ships That
Pass" or the Heavenly Twins" and
you wish that the ships had become be-
logged or becalmed or suak on a rock be-
fore they had ever passed your way, and