The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1898-10-08
HER POINT OF VIEW.

I'm sure-I don't understand why it
is that girls nowadays go with such
grubby hands," declared a nice looking
old lady, whose own fingers and gener-
al appearance bore every indication of
most scrupulous care. "Why | saw a
girl in the car yesterday" she con-
tinued whose hands had blush black
splotches over them, which looked like
ink. Even her nails were horribly
stained, and today Mary N was call
ing on Jean and she certainly had
fingers that looked as if she had been
digging potatoes with 'em. | feel like
telling her mother. However she came
in on a bicycle and maybe she got the
Crime in that way. A wheel is respons-
ible for most all kinds of marks I'm
told. And there are others too she
added.
That wasn't dirt" exclaimed one of
her listeners. Don't you know what
was the matter? Why those stains show
she is an amateur photographer. It's the
ambition of every girl now to go around
with tiendish looking spots on her hands
so that everybody will know she de-
velops her own photos. Dear me, you
wouldn't have her go to the pho
"Well / would if they looked like
some pictures Mary was showing"
frankly replied grandma. "They had
lot of water blisters, and in one a man
didn't have any feet but they were
tackled on to the horse in place where
he couldn't wear feet unless he stood
on his head"
"Oh! we'll it is a fad now to develop
youngre lady, land you have to do it if
you own a camera and want to be up
to date even if YOU do go round with
your hands smelling like a glue fac
tory and burn holes in your best gowns
and spill acid on the new BOkhara
rug and look as If you were a cam
paign speaker and somebody had been
throwing ink instead of mud. Yes you
can take off the stains but you don't
| want 'em Off"
HIM" said grandma eXpressively.
These aren't the times when people
| hide their lights under a bushel or any
thing else adapted to concealment.
| Everybody who has any sort of a
| twinkling, foolish little light, let's it
| shine as voluminously as 1t will. Once
| in a while some person with a big so
| candlepower illumination doesn't fully
| exercise it's searchlight possibilities
| but stays in his quiet tent of self-re-
| straint and serenity and allows the
| little lights to believe they are dazzling
the world. 1t is a time when the wo-
| man who knows a few German or
| French phrases, produces them for the
| edification of those in her immediate
| vicinity. If she has ever been across
| the water, even If close investigation
would reveal the history of a solitary
early voyage hither in the steerage,
she is continually saying, when l
| was abroad" If she ever, by any pos
| sibility, was in the same city at the
| same time when some distinguished
| parsonage was present she introduces
| subjects that will enable her to say
when met Mr.. So-and-So" or Lord
| This or That"
| know a woman whose faVorite tonic
| Of conversation is about the time when
she met Anthony Hope, Ian Maclaren,
| Sarah Grand, Alphonse Daudet and a
few other literary lions at a dinner in
| London" She knows, and everybody
| knows, and she knows that everybody
| knows ii Is pure romance, but she con-
| tinues to cling to this darling of her
imagination, to the WEAKNESS of her
! friends.