Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1899-04-11
A VIEW.

creams. II haven't got along at all
today. Everybody is talking so much
about this dreadful war that it really
seems wicked to buy the pretty things in
the stores"
"Yes," said the girl with brown eyes
and q dimple, land things never were so
pretty before. I suppose if we had enough
patriotism we would make over all cur
last summers dresses and give our money
to the Red Cross society"
Cant we show our patriotism in some
other way2' answered the tall girl. "Real-
ly we could hardly do it, the styles are so
different. 1 might make over a hat or do
something like that, but skirts-oh, no,
'twould never dol I must have one Of
those new hounced skirts in spite of the
war;"
Thought that lovely hat today for $780,"
said the brown eyed girl, ''because tomor-
row will be Sunday, and the minister and
the president Of the Ladies' Benevolent So
ciety will talk SO much about self sacrifice
and unselfishness and how much good our
money would do in relieving the suffering
of the wounded, and SO on, that 1 should
feel too mean to buy it on Monday, so l
just headed them off by buying it today"
whats the matter with you, Graciep"
said the tall girl sharply to the girl with
blond hair and blue eyes, who had listened
silently while her friends talked. You
don't say a word and you hadn't any heart
for the shopping. One would think from
your woebegone looks that all your rela-
tiyes were going to the front and leaving
you behind"
"Oh, girls, it's so dreadful said the
little blond, with a sob in her voice.
'Those dreadful Spaniards, why couldn't
they do what President Mckinley wanted
them to without making all this fuss and
killing people
Come, now, let's order our LUNCH" in
terrupted the tall girl. "What will you
have2"
II don't want anything on this bill of
fare" said the brown eyed girl as she
helped herself to another of the vanishing
chocolate creams. I'm just order some
strawberry shortcake and a cup of tea.
"I'm not hungry myself, said the tall
girl. II think strawberry shortcake is all
/ want"
"And bring me shortcake, too, please,
and a glass of milk, said the blond girl.
"Papa would say that strawberry short
cake wasn't a very substantial meal, said
the brown eyed girl, "but this dreadful
war scare takes away ones appetite"
Especially when you've just finished
a box of chocolates. " laughed the tall girl.
"Well, if the soldier boys can live on
hard tack and black coffee we ought to get
along on shortoake, " retorted the brown
eyed girl.
"Brother Jack is going to the war;"
said the tall girl. "He belongs to the ma
tional guard, and I never saw him SO hap
py as he was last night when he got orders
to report for duty"
cts funny, isn't it." said the brown
eyed girl, show boys like to fight. They
don't think anything more of going to
Cuba to kill Spaniards than they would to
go on a fishing trip-only they think it's
bigger fun"
"And maybe they'll get shot by the
Spaniards or die with the yellow fever"
said the little blond, hiding her face be-
hind her napkin.
what are you crying about, Gracie?''
asked the tall girl.
Brother Toms going" she sobbed,
land mamma is just broken hearted"
Anybody else going?' asked the tall
girl, exchanging a significant glance with
the girl with the brown eyes.
EYES," said the little blond slowly.
"Jack was coming to spend the evening
yesterday, but he only stopped on his way
down to say that he had to report at the
armory at Z o'clock, and he will have to
go and fight. Oh, I wish the queen regent
would stop the war and let Cuba be freer'
H IIyUo11 C,oa;o - c,iJ thu HvDrrn ox,oJ
girl gently, 'you won't be the only girl to
give up her lover. You know Fannie
CRANKY, don't you, girls?"
EYES," said the tall girl. "She's going
to be married this month"
"To Lieutenant Trenton. I was at the
dressmaker's this morning, and she is
making Fannie's trousseau. Fannie be-
gan it away back in February when no.
body thought of a war, but now she is
just grieving herself to death because Lieu
tenant Trenton will have to go to the
front, and the d~ressmaker says she has
got SO thin with worry that she has to
make her dresses all over again to make
them fft."
care they going to postpone the we'd
ding till Lieutenant Trenton comes back?"
asked the tall girl.
ooh, no, indeed! Just the other way.
They're going to hurry it up, and Fan
nie's going to be married next week and
then stay at home while her husband goes
to fight the Spaniards."
"Poor Fannie" said the little blond
alphabetically. "I'm glad I wasn't 60
ing to be married right away. l guess it
would be harder to send ones husband
than ones sweetheart to the field. But
I'm going to pray and work every minute
Jack is gone, and II he never comes back
then I'm going to be-maybe a nurse or
something like that and devote all my life
to charity and work for the poor"
"H'm," said the tall girl.
''I'm glad I haven't anything to worry
about" said the brown eyed girl. MY
brother is a little brother that nothing
could kill, and I haven't any sweetheart
since I quarreled with Will. But it would
make me feel bad If he went to the war
because-well, just because we have been
such good friends"
II see, - said the tall girl.
After the waiter had brought the checks
the tall girl said IS she put on her wraps,
"Well, If this war lasts I'm going as a
nurse, being it's the fad for some women,
and If your sweetheart gets wounded, little
Oracle, I'll nurse him back to life and
send him home to make you happy. "-Ex-
change.
The Painter Of Poverty.
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