New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1899-08-20
POOR LITTLE-GlRL.
A TRAGEDY IN PINK CHIFFON.

Eve have c.nmseraed long enIufh "', van, ,si' ''"
''Poor little girl! Poor little girl, a voice IS
saving within heI-a voice invented 10y her' an"
L,rt TO svmpathize when she needed sympathy
-, tbouobt she did Another coniddnte was
Lacking Glass 1t told her many things ailohh
them that more often than not though twenty
scven she looked twonty-four
She Iittle-Girl-hcr pet name FOR hcrS'Il /
sitting by the fire in her den. ana SIGNING over
Yesterday OF. more explicitly, TINS uhr ,dS'
night Since the first dance this summer Shc ht@
been suffering from smart todch oi tha' I'Nor
which sometimes attacks elder sisters. Nh'H
Younger ones come out, and the symptoms are
n Itttlc-GrIs case. fit Of the blues. careless
ness about new things" and fixed lded tha'
she is middle aged, or nearly So.
But this is what happened yesterday: go
Rather unwillngly she went L" a dance WIN
Aunt Mary (who by the way. looks every men
a chaperone. being 50 stout. hut having n" other
qualification. and believing IN that ddhEciouS
maxim that Girls will be- girls }. Iheft l-''I.e
Girl found that she was indeed very young anu
mat even at twenty-scven one has not tasted all
the sweets life provides.
Her two sisters had gone, too; but We need not
bother about them. They were foSebuuS JUST
ont and the men will do that for us.
Early on in the season mamma took Itu',
Girl to "Peters' to buy an evening IL r anu
the latter. in a youthful frame Of mind Cnot con
sul:ing her standard Of What VIII people
think2'O. had chosen an lngtnue fr"ck some
thing fluffy and pink and French ana sweet 30
last night. only foot away from her. You would
have thought that she. too. had just come out a
rosebud to be plucked and worn next your heart
Iittle-Girl. who always generously met
troubles half way. knew, Of course that ms was
not the case but could not find ii in her heart to
put on the manners befttng elderly spinsters
and SO enlightcn him when he fell into this ms
take.
lie was. as Iittle-G Girl expressed it in the
peculiar phraseology of her own thoughts "a
sweet youth" and added dehantly: What If
am old enough to be his aunt And We. too
dear reader (as the writer's in the fortes aHcc-
tonatcly addressed YOU. We, too will call him
so though we may still keep our heads. ana not
fall into a of mixed metaphor and muddled
mythology by also looking upon him as. Tor m
stance, apollo with winged feet FOR IN
truth ne is only a good dancer, possessing an
open cOuntenance and nice eyes.
This sweet youth, being a mere boy, why not
this once pretend to be a bud. and have Just a
lectle fun" Heather and Blossom were enjoy
ing themselves and the Busy Bees were gather
ing honey in the form of dances. so llttle-'iirl
did not look very severe when he took No y. the
supper dance and No. Is the last waltz ana
Nos II and Is that they might sit out IN
two really comfortable basket chairs, away from
the noise and glare, when they were tired.
Just a little smile, however twinkled at the
corners Of her mouth when she looked al the
programme and j. r. F. w" scrawled by
No - Jack" by No. g. Fl. Williams by No II,
'E'W" by No. 13, and y. F." by No. is You
see tle-Girl was old enough to do sums cor
rectly without her slate. and when she put two
and two together she made five. and perhaps
mamma would do the same when they showed
her the programmes, had ii not been cooked.
and mamma, alas, done so we'll
The twinkle. by the way gradually changed
into a droop when the thought came that evil
IDENTIFY that sweet youth. John Edgar Francis
Williams must be old hand at this. and that
il was his way Of amusing himself at dances.
The Latin motto carved on the arch of the
music gallery she found some difficulty In trans
lating literally knowing nothing Of Latin. but 1t
looked as much like Make hay while the sun
shines" anything else, though he distinctly
read IL as Gather We roscbuds while ye may,
and when at No. D. glancing along row or
wallnowers he cspied Little-Girl. this sweet
youth asked her for that dance, saying he had
+, down" doubtless the Recording Angel has
also)
At . o'clock this morning. over the soup,
mamma commented that Rosy had not done so
badly: she had only sat out one dance whereat
Miss Rosy blushed and was thankful Auntie was
. too tired to come in for I'VE minutes chat' da
mamma wanted.
Looking Glass at 10 confided to her that she
looked then very nearly as fresh as when they
last met and when Littlc-Girls head soon
touched the pillow she thought Of the youth with
q smile i'm his eyes and sigh on his lips as she
saw the last Of him through a carriage window
And now she is trying to forget it all, She
can no longer remember what he thought OF the
floor or the band or the decorations, but not 50
easy is il To forget that eyes looked love 10 eyes
fiat spoke again" when he would not shake
hands and say eoodby after their last waltz.
Neither can she forget her longings IN Inc
,l,4kroom II wish he knew that look differ
cut by daylight and that have a very shari
t,,p uc and that I'm not always light hearted
and that I'm older than h. is; and on, dear. tina
Indian Summer were not 50 short as people MAKE
cut: and that h. may lo-liko me always. and II
not that / shall be- able to bury the rcmen
flraucc Of him and of To- night at the bottom o
my ottoman with my evening things to-mor
row" These were some of her wishes. for thu
was poor Little-Grl's last dance this summer.
lut wishes were horses, and gdll"pcd aWal
into oblivion when ne took her hand at parting
and nothing seemed to remain mot even Auntle
Except youth and maiden. When I.ittle-"ir
was awakened into reality again II was J.!
.t,.uti, saying. Rose. how you iiirt'd with tina
yOung Mr. Williams, though ! own he has nc