Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1900-01-08
j WOMAN'S WAY

Il won't have it," Mrs. Moray Fox
was saying, II won't have It. He's a
detrimental. Think OF your papa"
1T was just Of Poppa was think
ing" Miss Nancy Power replied in a
tone that would be a godsend on q July
day in the sun. ~Poppa stands the
racket for my amusement. Mrs. Fox.
And &c ] choose to go walks with Mr..
Damer, 1 go walks with Mr.. Damer."
But think Of your reputation, dear"
in the sweet voice women use to gid
the nauseous Pill.
And IN a sweeter voice came the re-
tort courteous: THE reputation that
can be lost isn't worth the keeping"
And. with ever such a suspicion of a
flush, and ever such a contemptuous
cock Of the nose, Miss Powell had
Joined me in the hall, where 1 was busy
studying the simple truths of Brad
shaw.
Have I KEEP you waiting?" said she.
Just long enough said /, ito let
me discover how good waiting can be-"
l was thinking OF what 1 had heard.
As we came down the steps a few
drops Of rain began 70 patter on the
pavement.
II don't know where we are going"
said !, but unless you wish your
wings drabbled. L should suggest the
respectable refuge Of a growler."
"Oh. no. she cried, "a hansoml a
hansomi"
"Hansoms are wicked" said !.
Think OF your reputation
you heard?" and she flashed me a
glance Of inquisitjon.
Il may be DID," said T.
You're not" said she. holding up her
parasol TO signal a natty hanson driv-
or.
But I'm not deaf" said I. placing
my arm so that her skirt should not
touch the wheel.
We leaned back with a smIrk OF
laughter playing summer lightning
about us
The cabby coughed uproariously. and
lifted the little trap with a good deal
Of difficulty.
ITO the British Museum" said I.
Right, sirt" and he Whipped up.
why thereT' said she. only fogles
go there"
"Oh." said 7. the Assyrian rooms arc
rather quiet. and they give you tea
brewed in the time of Thothmes III ana
real Babylonian buns, / assure you jt's
very lively"
splendid" she cried. That's one
OF the charms of London-you can get
anything you want"
by the bye" said !, 'have you seen
Sir Timothy lately?"
"Sir Timothyl" and she arranged
some lacd affair at her throat with in
finite care. Let me see. Oh. yesl that
a
day before yesterday, three times yes
terday and twice again to-day. l saw
him on each occasion"
Ny face fell.
But he did not see me" she added
rcncctively "Chl Mr.. pamcr he has
the most disreputable bald spot, and
ne has no stability of mind At each
denial he pulled away TO his chambers
IN Clarges-st., and-will you believe &c?
changed his nccktie. A thing that
can't make up its mind about its neck
tie--wer, It oughtn't to be at large.
told Mrs. Moray-Fox So"
And what did that Delphlc oracle
reply?"
"She said that the poor man is super
sbtious. II things don't turn ont right
- he hlames his necktie and changes
n, just as some people turn their
.1hairs Mt whist. He carries his belief
so far as to have three or four ties
slowed away in odd pockets to be
changed as opportunity offers"
The hanson pulled up with jerk.
I think made one man happy that
] day. He had a very discriminating
mind. He avoided all crowded thor-
oughfares, and after the first smack re-
fused to touch his whip. A most excel
| lent and tender hearted creature.
You leave your parasol here" said I.
"They give you metal receipt for 81,
with number. IL is customary to
string Il about your neck. That's 20
identify you should you get lost among
the other goddesses, or succumb to the
destinations OF Babylonian buns. With
this you cannot be lost"
What can be lost isn't worth keep
Il ing" said she in reminiscent tones.
1T all depends how the thing was
lost said j. remembering the episode
of the fan. "Now. for instance be-
ginning an exordium.
"Ohl what a horrorl" she cried,
pointing to an ugly black mask. grin
ming with unuttersble malignity.
do not blaspheme." said I. THAT IS
the Egyptian presentment Of love.
; Things are not what they SEEM"
1t reminded me OF Sir Timothy" said
she.
I'm that case" said ], "you are right.
And now-on closer examination-I
e find this is the goa Of deceit-a partic-
e ularIy Objectionable and obnoxious del
e ~"
] "Ah." said she, shat IS better"
r I'm fact" went on. IF you stand at
d this angle you viii see that a part OF
o the gods habiliment Stimulates tho
y modern necktie."
o you promised me Babylonian buns,
she cried vivaciously.
Presently, presently" I temporized
you have not seen any OF the wonder.
ful Greek things. Down this stair IS {
n quite comfortable seat. whence yoi
II may view Lycian tombs, and othei
d cheerful tribes"
'si "Poppa would rave over that sal,
she. He never misses a funeral. Tt
III often laments the decay Of the wake
r Tie is a true Irishman." eaid 7. "Thi
p iiibernian soul utill revols in a wake
nl The Shaughnessy--we have the SAM
club-tells Inc that when his tribes
a men grow mopish they Kill few tour