The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-12-18
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, DECEMBER 18 1898

a present he usually attends to il as early
as possible. He figures on how great a
sum he can spare, to begin with. Oftener
than not he will strain q point to buy
some treasure a shade more expensive.
knowing il viii bring a degree more OF
delight, with the result that he spends
more than he really can afford sometimes.
Not so with a woman. alas. She waits till
the last moment then jams herself
through the seething crowds of humanity
whose habits are even worse in search OF
Something" that vague synonym for the
Christmas shoppers will-o'- the-wisp. In
pure despair she fixes upon whatever she
succeeds in getting within buying distance
of that pleases her own taste, 60 a certain
extent, particularly her purse. and that
to a nicely. If 1t isn't Just the thing"
she is sorry, perhaps, but "a present is a
present, after ALL" she will tell you.
Many is the time we have heard her this
diplomatic, average woman, chant this
yearly Christmas lay:
IT'S not what one gives, you know, but
the sentiment that goes with it," and with
that she presents some former bounteous
giyer with some trivial remembrance, OF
which, be ID said to her credit, she looks
anything but proud.
No doubt she has been very much handi-
capped heretofore by the limited lst OF
articles to be found for the boys" This
year has overcome that little dilemma and
a decided reform in the matter is rapidly
taking place. With the long line OF new
tokens of esteem to choose from fair do
nors are at last offered a grand opportu-
nifty to most effectually blot out all past
offenses.
Observing eyes and sharp ears are more
likely than the amateurish mind reader 10
discover personal Shortages" such as Old
Saint Nick would be overjoyed to supply.
Love is a queer thing, says a writer In
the New York Times, and people who go
into the philosophy of it learn, as many
people do who fake a study of many
things, that they know less when they end
than when they begin. An Eastern girl be-
longing to one of the finest old families
in her state, was engaged to be married
not so very many years ago, but for some
reason, no one knew why, the engagement
was broken. No one gave a clue as to
whether the man or the girl broke the en-
gagement or whether there was a reason
for 1t that was worth while or not, but al
any rate the young woman considered it
serious enough event In her life to warrant
her going into mourning. She was appar-
entity normal young woman, with no idi-
osyncrasies other than In giving a little
too much thought to herself and her own
affairs, a weakness to which many people
are subject. But anyway she put on deep
GRAPE and all her friends, while they
mourned this peculiar action of hers, also
mourned that her young life was ruined.
But it wasn't, as it happened, by that un-
fortunate love, though the girl may not
have been supposed to know that She
wore her Grape dejectedly until she met an
other man, the one upon whom fate had
decided to bestow her for life. The man
was widower, at a loss without a home
Ia IN, Mt Is fat-
death the girl had left off her Grape for her
lost lover, the man his bands for his de-
parted wife, and the two were married.
Her friends could only exclaim in sur
prise: did you ever! Her heart wasn't
broken, after all"