The morning news., 1899-09-03


surely come and 1t was all up with jim,
who was a faVorite of mine as a winner OF
the Susan stakes.
Il want to see the best dress pattern
you got in the store, colenel," she said 10
me as 1 sat out in front of the commits
sary one day, "and bein mighty perticA-
eler I want you to wait on me-" she added
with a smirk not usual to Susan.
oh indeed l said, chatHngly, going
around behind the counter something
must be going to happen"
Il reckon thar is" she admitted frankly.
Good for you" 1 laughed, "and m
glad that Jim has got his senses at last.
"Jim?" she shifted disdainfully. "Tain't
Jim ez fer ez I know"
Not jim" I almost shouted. for Jim
was my chosen one for her. Not jim?
Well, who Is it?''
"Oh, that's for me TO know and you to
| find out, colonel" she laughed provoking
ly, and gave me no further satisfaction.
She bought the goods and went away, ana
two hours later Jim came in from work
and said he was going over the mountains
that night with one of the Martin glris
to a dance.
by the way. jim" I said, 'did you
know Susan Natter was going to get mar
| ried?"
"Thuuderation, colonel, no. he blurted
out. Nor she amt, is she?"
II guess she is. 1 sold her a wedding
dress this afternoon and she told me she
was"
Who's she goiu' to marry, colonel?"
he asked, anxiously.
II don't know. She wouldn't tell me-"
"Wen, she'll tell me, colonel" he said.
with the lines getting hard across his face
| and little wrinkles of doubt and fear
| showing between. jim was facing a pos
sbility that had never presented itself TO
| him in its full strength. He went out OF
| the store and up the road leading to old
man Matters place. The next morning
he stopped at the store on his way to
| work
did you find out who It VASE" I asked
him at once, for 1 was interested more
| than he had been.
"'Course I did" he answered, with con-
hdence.
who is it?"
me" and he laughed the short laugh
of the man who had been made to do
what he knew he should have done, and
| what he most wanted to do
"Oh," I exclaimed, 'is that it?" And
later discovered that Susan had devised
| a pretty little feminine scheme to bring
Jim to the point, and by my unwilling,
| but by no means unwilling, assistance she
had succeeded fully.
A new sanitary fad requires that ell
| clothing must spend a good deal of time
| In the open air. Modern Society thus
| makes merry at the idea:
| YES the woman who would be healthy
must give away her wardrobes and chests
of drawers to her vicar for his next rum
mage sale and consign her tissue paper 10
the flames. She need only spend a few
| pence in purchasing half a mile Of cord
! and some strong nails, and then she or her
maid will hang her apparel in neat pha-
| lanxes on an impromptu clothes line from
window to window, to the edfca ton of all
| who pass by. The mere man states this
notion quite gravely He really seems 10
| think the poor harried, upto date woman
| is going to act on his horrid suggestion
| He certainly does hint that retired win
| dow should be chosen for the airing pro-
| cess. and when one realizes that he intends
| every portion of female attire should share
| in the operation the hint has its points.
| But where, in the name of fortune is one
| to find retired window in London? No
! the only thing will be to do it al night
| And then think of the awful shock it viii
| give the young man who wanders senti-
| mentally beneath his Dulcinea's window
| when he sees his lady-love in her whIts
muslin and openworked stockings appar-
| entity dangling in mid air from her win
dow-ledge The faddist is not romantic,
and the young man who is so foolish as
to linger about the streets inhaling the
miasma-laden vaporS of the night, instead
of going home to air his dress suit, viii
not get an atom of his sympathy. But
there will be one thing gained if the fad
dist has his way. 1t will not be so nee
essary to go to church or Paris to see
the fashions, nor will the feminine mind
| be filed so often with envy and all un-
| charita bleness. A pair of opera glasses
and an hour to spare at the window viii
| let one into all the secrets of our neigh
| boris toilet, and one will be able to Join
much more comfortably in the Litany
next Sunday, propped up by the conscious
| ness that it is not real lace, but TOrchon
at 22ld. the yard which adorns Miss De
| Veres petticoat."
Frances" said the little girls mamma.
who was entertaining callers in the par
lor you came down stairs so noisilv that
you could be heard all over the house.
You know how to do better than that
Now go back and come down the stairs
like a lady"
Frances retired and after the lapse of a
few minutes re-entered the parlor
did you hear me come down stairs this
| time mamma?"
mo, dear I'm glad you came down
quietly. Now don't let me ever have to
tell you again not to come down noisily,
for see that you can come down quietly
if you will. Now tell these ladies' how you
| managed 10 come down like a lady the
second time, while the first time you made
so much noise.'
"The last time slid down the banist-
ers," explained Frances.
Many men there are, says the Chicago
Chronicle, who insist that the majority OF
girls of to-day are lacking in honor #
not In common honesty. one man. who
is wel-to-do in the world and does not
care rush for a dollar and Is continually
loanlng small sums to his young women
friends, asserts that he has seldom If ever
been repaid, and fears that he would be
attacked with heart palpitation if a ten
der of payment of these loans should be
made But men are not the only victims
of the borrowing girl she frequently
mulcts those Of her own sex. 1t may be
safely said that the girl who borrows half
a dollar from girl chum when shopping
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