The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1896-08-22
MRS. W. J. BRYAN.
The Candidates Wife Tells About That
Alpaca Coat.

Mrs. Bryan says she wishes tn,
papers would stop talking about Mr.
Bryan's 81 alpaca coat.
1T isn't 81 coat she said this
morning. Nobody knows how many
a-doliar-coat it really is. Twas will
him when he bought it. and b.
bought coat and vest together
and paid IS for the two. So you Sc,
the taunts of the light-minded are
without foundation.
Mrs. Bryan is getting lot of good
times out of the trip. Everyone il
the train is tired and hot and cross
and dirty.
Mrs. Bryan is as cool as cucum
Der, and as good natured and even
tempered as sensible little angel
She has on clean, cool linen waist
and stiff white collar, and fresh
blue and white tie and light weight
skirt. Her hair is as smooth as the
feathers on ducks back, and hel
delicate, sensitive little face is az
colorless as if she were sitting in q
cool garden thinking of nothing.
She isn't thinking of nothing
she's thinking of good deal. She's
very observing-and she is sympa.
thetic and full of tact.
She and Mr.. Bryan and Mr.. and
Mrs. Bland sat in their stateroom
eating apples this morning.
Mrs. Bland was talking about her
visit to Mrs. Mckinley, and what
Mrs. Mckinley said about pair of
slippers she was making.
Look, Will, quickr' said Mrs.
Bryan.
"Where?' said Mr.. Bryan.
Wave, wavem said Mrs. Bryan.
There they're gone, Three little
girls, out in farm yard They had
flags. They were waving at the
train. They looked as if they'd been
waiting on that fence, waiting for
the train, for an hour I'm sorry
interrupted, but | didn't want those
Youngsters to be disappointed"
The farmers bring apples by the
armful. Mrs. Bryan distributes
them among the party, and always
keeps good, juicy one for her hus-
band
She sits in her stateroom between
stations, and talks or rests. When
the train begins to slow up Mr.. Bry-
an says: Come, Mary and Mrs.
Bryan gives her hair little pat and
her skirts a little switch, and goes
out on the platform and listens to
her husbands speech.
She looks pretty when he's speak
ing. She looks straight ahead of her
into the crowd-her big, serious eyes
alight with look of pride and CON
fidence.
She shakes hands with thousands
of people every day. Some of the
people are rough and some are gen
tie, but Mrs. Bryan never misses an
oulslTetcHeu Hdnu.
She has a little secret. She told
it to me yesterday.
See" she said, this is the way
you do. You see big, hearty hand
coming up out of the crowd. You
catch hold of it this way, vigorously,
and give it good squeeze. That's
the secret-be the shaker, not the
shakee. FIJI didn't do that my hand
would be crushed
She watches her husband With
firm vigilance. She won't let him
sit in a draughti she won't let him
sit in the sun, and she marches him
off to his meals.
cts bad enough for him to get
his food on the installment plan"
she said, when they had left break
fast three times to get out and be
cheered and speechified and well
coined, "but food he must have, com
mittees or no committees"
She will not discuss politics. She
will not talk about this state or that
state. She says she hopes her hus-
band will be elected.
She says she doesn't think it
would be any fun at all to be mis-
tress of the white house. She says
she could have good deal better
time in many ways if her husband
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