The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-11-29
THE FRIVOLOUS
MEMBERS TALK
About 4 woman's Convention to One
The Old Member and the New One.
LFrnm tho - York sun.l

and the reading of reports was heard
in the land. For two long hours sue
oession of delegates had drcned
through their papers. and the end was
not yet. Mrs. Van Klevver had been
hdgeting tor an hour and a half. ri
naily she turned TO Miss De korns,
who sat beside her.
Nancy she said, its really too
bad 20 infiict all this On YOU. when
you're not a delegate. Come on. I'm
not needed; let's 60"
"Oh, I'm really enjoying ii" re-
sponded Miss De Korrs with Unmis-
taxable sincerity.
Mrs Van Klevver regarded her with
mingling of admiration and pity.
Then she shrugged her shoulders.
We'll, she whispered emphatically,
I'm not. I'm going back TO the hotel
and write to Jack. STAY here if You
like. If 1 had TO sit still another
minute I'd scream! Goodby."
Mrs. Van Klevver was so pleased
with herself for running away from
the reports that she gave a quarter
to the elevator boy at the hotel. 1t
had a peculiar effect on him, so it
seemed TO Mrs. Van KleVver. His eyes
grew suddenly as big as the quarter
and he swallowed his establishment
with an effort.
''Are-are you-are you one O
them?" he managed to articulate.
Jerking his thumb toward the large
blue badge which Mrs. Van KlevVer in
her capacity as delegate. wore upon
the left side of her fashionable bodice.
"A delegate?" she said carelessly.
though she blushed. "Oh, yesr' and
she unoinned the badge as if to ex-
anime it. In her soul she knew that
it was going into the bureau drawer
when she got to her room.
The boy slowly and thoughtfully
started the elevator. Suddenly an idea
seemed to penetrate his mind. He
turned and held uD the quarter.
What did YOU want me to get for
you?" he asked.
1t was Mrs. Van Klevver's turn to
stare. Had she-could she-it couldn't
be that-oh, no; an elevator boy who
wouldn't take quarter was an un-
known species. And yet"
Tit was for you, she stammered.
Thank you" said the boy, mechan-
ically. I've saw lot he added, "of
these here club women, but that's the
first tip any of EN- ever give me.
Thank you" he said again, as he
opened the door for her
Mrs. Van Klevver was pleased with
herself. One always has a comfort
able feeling after one has given a
duceS an impression on the recipient.
She walked blithely along the hall,
her eyes on the twinkling tips of her
patent leather shoes as they flashed
from under the hem OF her silk-lined
skirt. She had studied the feet of the
Federated Feminines and she knew al
most to a certainty that there wasn't
one of them which could compare with
her own. She futtered her blue badge
erlx w in haa OH
Just tell them that you saw me-"
Suddenly she heard voice through
an open doorway.
"Oh-if you please. I beg your par
don," it said
Mrs. Van Klevver turned and went
back to the door. y stout. middle
aged woman, with a strong, intelli-
gent face and plainly brushed gray
hair, sat in low chair, her left foot
resting on a pillow in another chair a
knitted red and gray afghan thrown
over the back of the chair and falling
to her knee, making a sort of tent over
the injured member
Did you speak to me?" asked Mrs
Van Klevver.
''Oh, yes, thank YOU, half raising
herself eagerly. 'You-you are a dele
gate, are you not?"
Yes" said Mrs. Van Klevver, with a
smile. Are you?" she asked, for she
observed that the woman herself wore
blue badge as we'll as half-dOzen or
so of buttons and pins of various de-
signs. The woman hesitated a moment
before replying, and looked rather
curiously at Mrs. Van Klevver.
Yes" she said. L am a delegate
You have met with an accident?"
asked her visitor, kindly.
Yes; 1 twisted my ankle in getting
off the train yesterday, and ! haven't
been able to leave my room since
then"
How unfortunate, exclaimed Mrs.
Van Klevver, and again the woman
eyed her curiously.
Well said Mrs. Van Klevver, con-
fidentially, you haven't missed much.
ran away this morning because
couldn't stand it any longer"
Won't you sit down and tell me
what they are doing?" asked the in
jured lady, eagerly.
Mrs. Van Klevver had been still for
so long that to give her such an in
vitation was like throwing a lighted
match into lot of fireworks. She
went off rapidly into an account which
was pyrotechnical in the extreme.
DOing?" she repeated, as she drew
up a chair and abandoned herself to
the. JOY of free tongue; doing? They
are reading a report
Which one?" asked her hostess with
evident keen enjoyment.
The same one. Sixteen women had
read it when l came away, and the
seventeenth had got as far as: The
club, as a factor in woman's existence
mas come to stay. Looking back. as
we do, on the work of the past wear
we are filed with both hope and re-,
gret-hope that the future will lead
US on to still greater progress in orr
CHOSEN lines Of duty, and regret that
we N-Ve not better improved won
turn ne leaf there) the wonderful on
portunities which have fallen to oi,r
lot in the past We have come To
realize the truth of the poets lines
a little knowledge is a dangerous
thing, and we mean to press boldly
on in the race until we shall be q HE
TO point to our garnered sheaves and
say. Behold the child of our Iabors'
Metaphors are slightly mixed. YOU see ;,
said Mrs. Van Klevver, but the sen
timent is good, and always draws aD-
plause.'
The lady of the sprained ankle ust-
ened with half-pUzzled air.
That must have been Mrs Miggles."
she said, thoughtfully; Mrs Miggles
of the Squidunk Tuesday club. Do
you happen to remember
1t was not only Mrs. Miggles,'' said
Mrs. Van Klevver, with an airy wave
of her hand. but it was Mrs. Higgles
and Mrs. Riggles and Mrs. JiggIas and
all the rest of them. Why She said
with a sudden inspiration. 1T was
clear case of Is to L. Sixteen women
TO one paper" and she laughed with
keen enjoyment.
Il don't think 1 quite understand