The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-10-09
CLEANED By A GIRL.

There Is never an instance when one
feels more like uttering poor Queen Bess'
cry of "a million of money for an 1ncn
of time" than when one arrives just
little too late to take A train. There
is one thing, however, which IS nearly
as bad as missing a train, and that is to
arrive at the station an hour or more
before the time scheduled for the train
to leave.
One cold, rainy day last week [ had
such an experience and while trying to
pass the time as best could, l became
interested in q study Of the people about
me in the waiting room. L saw there
something which interested me so mucn
that having a pencil and a book with me.
/ made a rough sketch in writing or the
little picture: and l shallf put II DOWN
here for. perhaps, the light may strike
,1non Ii in such q way that you can see
it as 1 did, though it must remain LOT
both Of us but an unfinished pit ol
hurried drawing from The schooi OF the
great life teacher: Only few rect away
from me sit in rockingchairs near the
radiator young man and young "oli-
an scarcely more than boy and girl. AS
7 look at him he meets my eyes with that
half-annoyed expression of one VINO mas
become accustomed to the gaze Oh COLL
passion, for the young lace IL pun my
Thin almost to emaciation ana the eyes
have that hollow grow that plociaiih'
the COnSumptiVe. ,,oo
lie is tall and very dark anu III '''' 'A
have been handsome.
The girl beside him possesses lace
in which there is the glow Of health. fier
hair is a thought too yellow to be golueh
brown. and there is something OF a quiet
urobtrusive nature expressed III inc ~ay
she has drawn it back from hef lace inc
pirlish coiffure ornamented by simple
knot of velvet ribbon. Her eybrows anu
Tsssfes ars shade or two darker IMAM
her hair, which popularity accehtua'e' '''0
singular purity Of her lea tue7. .
n7tbouph she has much of prettiness,
,,at os p,arce at her 1 am impressed
hevond ali else by her look Of extreme
n te2aere giyss VIII s5fr5NFai beaSty to the
yomnp face. Her hands are very white
and shapieiy, and upon one llnger CLEANS
q plain gold band. There Is Son some una
indescribably pathetic In the 'ttIs pa
ture before me set in all this nnti! oit@
hustle Of travel caa, sbort
,,S5ssre ago. in the hey-day Ut romance.
Ieen very sweet TO them, ana TINS ihuSt
have seemed, indeed, sunshlny "orid
full of langhter and lelagrei bht nQY ne srne
,e1eylFa IS but burdensome pain-raush'
borrs and some of the laughter has TEARS
In it. 41a,,
Soon their train will be called, and they
TOO will pass out with their burdeh oi
s,fferine-for him, burden OF pnyslcai
balm, for ner, the subtler, keener an
guish of a woman's heart that slowly
breaks. .,~
I like to be down town when the Dig
clock of the tall steeple on the city nail
strikes the hour of six, to see the great
mass of workers. to when that hour
means surcease from toll, swarm upon
the streets. 1t seems then that the whole
Industrial and commercial world Is hur-
lying home from store ard office. factory
and foundry Wonderfully interesting
the great crowds are, and, as one watches
them ana listens, there come sounds,
they may be Of countless footsteps, or
cars or wagons or these all mingled.
but they come with q reverberation until
one may almost believe that the great
hurrying crowd of workers is one human
body and the reverberating sounds are
its mighty heart-beats. Age and youth,
beauty and ugliness. wealth and poverty
walk side by side; and the face that
wears the frown of pain, and the face
that wears the smile of JOY look into
each other; and there is nothing so
varied and so humanity interesting as
these hUrrying throrgs of the working
people, Beth.