The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-01-29
MAGGIE MEANY,S BOOMERS.
From the St. Louis Globe-Democrat.

From the st. Louis Globe-Democrat.
Maggie Meany is one of the prettiest
girls in st. Lawrence OToOle's parish.
She has haxen hair that tufts all
about face that is a delicate pink,
and white and smooth as the nacre of
a sea shell, dark blue eyes, a nose that
envious feminine critics describe as
somewhat stubbed, and a mouth red
and full and somewhat determined.
Miss Maggie is the managing director
of a typewriter in one of the biggest
hardware houses in the west, and she
some time ago purchased bicycle,
which she keeps at friends house on
OFallon street, because her own folks
couragers of all manner of innovations
and improvements. She has learned to
ride very we'll, but. like all of her
down-troddon sex, the petticoat has
hampered her and impeded her, and
stood as bar to achievement.
Maggie has, she admits, often yearned
for boomers, but she never had the
nerve to buy pair. 1t would have
been too revolutionary. But the friend
at whose house the cycle is stabbed
bought a set, and. being much of the
same figure and aplomb as Maggie, the
latter put them on the other day, and
early in the morning. when nobody was
apt to be about, she took spin upon
her wheel with new sense of delight
in being alive. As luck would have it,
just as she turned into Carr street
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Burke. who saw the girl before the girl
saw that most respectable and con-
sentative widow. Mrs. Burke shrieked:
For the love of dacincy, Maggie,
whoever dragged the clothes av you,
child?''
Miss Meany was so startled that she
twisted her machine into the curb and
broke the tire, and Mrs. Burke, with
the kindliest and most motherly inten-
tions, whipped off her shawl and hand
ed it to Maggie. saying:
Cover the legs of you, dear, and
make a run for the nearest house, and
I'll get your mother to bring you a
skirt. Amt it too bad, darlin'? But
who did it at ALP"
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way through, which was not far, of
course. but still it was as mad as she
could get. She tore off the shawl and
threw it at Mrs Burke aud called her
n hateful old thing, and she next took
the wrecked wheel in hand and began
walking home, closely followed by the
widow, who was satisfied the poor
child was insane and who meant 10 see
she came to no further harm All
went well for about block, when lit
tie Tim Doolan, the grocer S SON, espied
the procession and rushed breathless-
" back to his house. calling out at the
top of his voice for the folks TO come
and see Maggie Meany going home
without any clothes on. This was an
exaggeration. but il brought out the
Doolan family. especially Mr. Doolan.
all of whom Joined Mrs. Burke
in deploring poor Maggie's sad con-
dition. Little Tim. having inforna-
ton to impart. went on ahead, notify
ing the neighborhood of the strange
spectacle, and generally acting as grand
marshal Of the parade until, BY the
time the procession crossed Biddle
street, pretty nearly the whole voting
population of the precinct was out
Maggie said nothing. but her mouth
was shut tightly, her blue eyes blazed,
and two red spots glowed on her cheeks
At last little Tim unthinkingly got
within range. and the next moment
there was assault and battery all over
Fourteenth street She boxed his ears
and she pulled his hair, and there was
q twinkle of neat .black stockings as
she held him of and kicked at him. but
il was not for long. The Doolan fam
ily rescued Tim, and Mrs. Doolan said
things to Maggie Mr. Meany came up
at this time and sailed into Mr.. Doolan
under the impression that he had some
thing TO DO with Maggie's attire, and
il was not until Mr. Doolan had pound
ed Mr.. Meany's head back and forth on
the pavement quite often that ne would
listen 10 any explanation whatever.
The bicycle is now tor sale
A Correct Answer.
Mrs Gabber-They make an awezl
lot of talk about women no. being able
TO keep . secret. What il they amt?