The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1896-06-18
SHE WAS A BEAUTY.
BUT YOU CAN'T ALWAYS BANK ON
A PRETTY FACE OR FIGURE.

The Colonel Tells Of an Experience on an
Ohio River steamboat--The Story Of .
Beautiful Girl, an Unusually Homely
Girl and Man.
As the writer was talking to retired
colonel in front Of an uptown hotel
few days ago very handsome woman
passed them, and the writers eyes went
after her almost as fast as the colonel's
did.
"By Zucks!'' exclaimed the writer.
"Isn't she pretty?"
"Rather, admitted the colonel, "but
beauty is something you can't most al
ways sometimes bank on, especially the
beauty of woman's face or figure.
"Well, it's always good to look at,
anyhow"
"Of course, and sometimes it's lasting
and actual, but oftener the very pretty
woman is not the most attractive.
"Still, there's charm in beauty"
insisted the writer as he strained his
eyes around the corner to get farewell
view of the fleeting vision.
n "Now, here's where come in with
stocy," laugheSj. colonel, who always
makes his points with story. "When
I was man of 35, was on one occa-
sion going down the Ohio river from
Cincinnati to Louisville. As passed in.
to the cabin of the steamboat that was
to carry me saw two young women Of
20 and 20, say, standing on the guards,
evidently waiting for some one. no.
ticed them because one was SO pretty
that man would have been reasonable
to all his manliness not to have seen
her. She was gray eyed, with a beauti-
full complexion, soft silken hair and
figure which was grace itself. As the
young man of today would say, she was
a 'corker. Her companion was as home
ly as the other was pretty-so homely
that felt sorry that she had to carry
such face around with her. Who or
what they were had no means of know
ing, but was glad that was going on
the same boat with them, for the sake
Of the pretty girl.
81 went back to my stateroom, and
in few moments thereafter I heard
women's voices in the cabin near my
door. I noticed then that had left it
open, and as I closed it saw the two
young women had the stateroom ad.
joining mine and were just entering it.
They didn't see me, and I closed the
door, feeling elated over the idea that
as soon as possible would make the
acquaintance Of my pretty neighbor.
Then, as began to slick up for the con-
quest, I heard voices in the next room.
| cl,o nd fho oth coff
and pleading. could only catch an oc-
casional word, but I learned they were
sisters, and one of them was reading
the riot act to the other.
"After awhile one of them stepped
; out on the guards, and, though didn't
care to peep out, could hear her abus.
ing everything in sight. She was out.
side only a minute or two, returning tc
begin her TRADE inside. Inwardly
thanked my stars that had been thus
!, placed, because by the merest chance
had been let into the secrets of the dis.
positions Of these two sisters, and
wondered why it was that beauty
couldn't carry other charms as we'll. Al
: : the same time I made up my mind that
the conquest was on the point Of max
ing, or hoping to make, would be in
definitely postponed. AS the boat pulled
out went forward to ldDk at the city
we were leaving, and when came into
the cabin again the supper table
stretched away down the length Of it,
and caught the appetizing odor Of ham
and coffee and that sort of thing.
II knew the captain, and he invited
me to seat at his table, and when
sat down, behold! my two young wom
en- sat opposite. The captain Of course
knew them, and at once presented me-
). They were rather quiet at first, anG
most Of the talk was carried on by thu
captain and myself. I was watching thu
homely girl now, because I was afrait
would have to run up against the tenn
per Of the pretty one, and didn't wan
to be any further disillusionized. 1t wa!
: enough to simply look at her, for, BY
Jove, temper or no temper, she was .
beauty. But was hungry, and as I wa!
getting my supper in eating shape
= stopped talking, and all at once th'
tones Of the voice had learned in my
3 stateroom filed the vacancy my voice
had left. was almost afraid to lool
up, but I did, because it wasn't th'
pretty girls voice at all. never felt ST
relieved in my life, and that night a
we sat on deck in the moonlight tolt
her all about it and lot more. +"
: 'And was she up to her beauty il
all respects?" inquired the writer.
!, THE finest woman ever met" sait
the colonel heartily.
"Why did you let her escape?"
who said did?" laughed the colo
!. mel. showing the writer beautiful me
= = dallion Of his wife, which he carriet
= with him always. Washington Star.
q The Cherokees' Plant.
Q If the United States government
: would only carry out its solemn agree
ments with the five civilized tribes, oul