The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1896-01-20
WOMAN As A lOGlClAN.
soms Conversation Illustrating Her Talent
For Reasoning.

some Conversation IilustrntinK Her Ehent
For Reasoning.
III know I'm late, L" said the president
Of the Teacup club, as she hustled into
the room, "but Margaret's wedding
dress was being taken into the house as
l passed, and stepped in to get peep
at it, for l knew she couldn't wait until
/ was gone to see IL herself. "
"And did you see itf" cried the other
members, in chorus. "Oh, do tell us
how the sleeves were mader'
"I promised not to tell soul, and
oh, girls, did hope that the lofty aims
Of this club had lifted you above petty
curiosity We will talk today ON WON.
an ms Logician, and have written
paper myself refuting the-why, where
is my paper"
"In the street car you have just left,
/ suppose, gloomily remarked the girl
with the Roman nose, UNLESS you for
got and used IL to make balls for Gyp to
catch, as you did the"-
~ did nothing Of the kind" said the
president majestically. IT never forget
anything"
Its just as well, anyhow" said the
brown eyed blond, "for was on the
affirmative in the discussion, and / feel
like saying mo- to everything today. l
never could see why men are so horrid
about mailing letters?'
"You have been reading the comic
papers again. Don't deny it," said the
girl with the classic profile.
"Humph; that's all you know about
it," retorted the brown eyed blond.
"You are not married, have no brother
and were never engaged in your life.
"Isn't there some country where girls
are obliged to learn how to tie four in
hand and mend gloves 30 they will not
tear out before they can marry?" asked
the girl with the dimple in her chin.
"Noi Well, never mind, r.
"There ought to be one where men
are compelled to learn to post letters at
the first box they pass or die bachelors, I"
said the brown eyed blond, and she held
up a ringless left hand Its all over
with Fred, girls. had to do it-and II
/ never get another chance my brother
can just take care of me for the rest of
my natural life. and serve him right
toor'
Ibid they quarrel?" cried the girl
with the dimple in her chin. "Do tell
u.s.
"Nothing of the kind" groaned the
brown eyed blond. lyon see, Fred
wrote to me from Baltimore asking me
to marry him. OF course replied right
away, and gave it to my brother to
mail, warning him that I'd tell CLARA
all about Lizzie if he forgot 1t.
"And he did forget it?" chorused the
others
"He remembered it, but he-oh,
girls. he put special delivery stamp on
1t and with that kind Of beginning, Of
course, Fred put on absurd airs, and
just had to break with him. I told Clara
all about Lizzie, anyhow-that's one
comfort-and l got girl who knows
Lizzie to tell her all about Clara tooP'
she added, with CLEAN in her eye.
I'm glad you did-it was really
your duty" said the girl with the Ro.
man nose, land now I'll tell you what
papa did. / had a note from Mrs. Van
Style not long ago asking me to lunch
with her the next week, and tell her all
about some friends Of hers had met in
Toronto. l was i'll with joy, and FLED
down town to get the best stationery
could find ON which to write an answer.
Then, being born under an evil star.
gave papa the note to mail. )"
"And, Of course, he never
Eyes, he did. But he carried 1t tive
days first. then as the envelope was @
little soiled he took it off and substitute
ed one with his firm name ON it-thinl
of it, to Mrs. Van Stylep she groaned
land since he was my father l couldn't
say to him half felt.
eve had trouble of my own, too, >
sighed the president mot long ago
had a quarrel with my husband in re-
gard to the mailing Of my letters. Mex
day he came in just as was finishing
one which didn t want him to see, Sc
/ popped it in my desk. 1t was to hi
tailor in regard to the dressing gown
Pm having made for his Christmas gift
and, would you believe 1t, he rum
mayed it out before he left the house il
order to mail 1t 1t just shows how con
trary men are, and now he knows just
what I'm going to give him."
"And likely he will taunt you with
not being able to keep secret" sighed
the girl with the dimple in her chin.
men are SO illogical "
VERY true," said the president.
"And now what shall we discuss next
time? We've talked about woman as @
logician today, and last time wei
"Oh, don't let me forget to tell you
about Carrie" broke in the girl with
the classic profile. "She wants to joiI
the club, but she fears she is not mp to
the serious questions we discuss.
"Tell her to join, anyhow" said the
president warmly. II don't know CIR.
anywhere who gives such luncheons al
she does-and she needn't take part il
the discussions at first, you know. -
New York Journal.