The Savannah morning news., 1901-05-05

would twist the heads upon their necks
and likewise stare and stare.
So 1 had chosen a seat at the front. A
whole carful of eyes would gaze upon
the back of that pink shirs waist with
the pretty ruffle which Daisy had so
thoughtfully placed upon it; but COMPARE
| lively few would be able to see the front
with its establishment of numerous
dainty tucks, nor-whet was more to the
point-the maidenly bushes upon the
manly face rising above them. 1 knew
myself to be brother to the ostrich; others
might see me, but if 1 could not see me l
| should be more comfortable. "Comforta-
| BILE" sounds like a strange word to use
in connection with that mornings ride;
but you will understand.
Gradually the car filled up, and though
/ kept my eyes glued adhesively to my
paper, / was, nevertheless, keenly con-
scious of each individual addition to the
load we carried. And now / censured
myself strongly for neglecting to think
of one thing that might have lessened my
discomfort a little. Had L only thought
to stuff my ears with cotton, 1 might
have escaped hearing the titers-more or
less suppressed-that beat upon my sens-
tive ear drums founder than the great
steam fog horn at the harbors mouth.
Persons boarding the car seemed rather
shy OF sitting next me. But the car filled
up rapidly and the choice of seats became
more and more restricted. The vacant
space next me must be taken sooner or
later. and 1 speculated miserably as to
whether it would be man or woman who
would fill it.
1 wasn't certain which I preferred. II
it was a woman-especany a girl-she
might not be able to keep from tittering.
On the other hand man might presume
| upon last sex and make some facetious
remark to me. OF course an ideal occu-
pant would be a blind person, but it was
useless to hope for that!
When the moment came it proved to
be woman, and as l did not hear her
litter L began to feel a shade less
wretched
Your paper must be awfully interesting,
Mr. Barker someone said. 1 looked up
and saw that it was Kitty Stanford who
was sitting next me.
1--WE been waiting about five minutes
for you to look up" she went on. II
thought you would when you reached the
md of that column. but you didn't seem
to come ITO the end of it, so 1 made up my
mind would speak, anyway"
How do you like my shirt waist?" l
asked. l knew 1 might as well smash a
hole through the ice first as last.
ITS awfully pretty!' Kitty said.
II think it's pretty" I said, assuming an
air of placid satisfaction. But it isn't
its beauty that I like" 1 went on, men
daciously; so much as it is its comfort.
You've no idea how comfortable It is!'
Of | had ever been more uncomfortable
than during the past twenty minutes l
should like to be told when it was.) TT
is so COOL" | continued, and added, my
voice growing more distinct; II pity the
poor fellows with shirts and coats on to-
day. 1 should think they would roastr'
l wanted as many in the car as possible
to hear me. To tell the truth I had grown
mighty tired of staring blankly at my
paper, and was heartily glad of the chance
to talk to some one. felt better with
every word 1 uttered. Somehow I felt
| that 1 was getting even with the passen-
| gers whose presence had been tormenting
me. 1 was letting them see how much
pleased 1 was with that shirt waist, and
how delighted I was to wear it.
81 should think you would like it," Kitty
said. It's an awfully pretty one. Where
did you get it?''
DAISY made it," said, glancing down
at it admringly.
ITS just the style I've been wanting"
Kitty went on. ''I believe I will make
me one like it. You wouldn't mind, would
your"
mo, indeedr' said earnestly. at hope
style, l believe
| 1 did not tell Kitty why I wanted her
to have one like it, but had my reasons.
81 shall make me one right away" Kit
| ty said. I'm so glad I met you this
morning. Mr. Baker. Your shirt waist
has given me just the idea I wanted
I got from the street car to the office
somehow and shutting myself into my
private office l summoned the office boy.
7 Gaid md hiIxy
me a negligee shirt and thin office coat,
and please hurry. Some one may want to
see me on business"
With the pink shirt waist done up in
bundle, I stole into the house the back
way that night. and hastily putting it on
appeared before Daisy.
You got your shirt waist awfuly
crushed" she said, gazing at me after
she had kissed me several times. Daisy
always kisses me several times. That's
one of the things 1 like about her.
Eyes, I'm afraid it is crushed some"
1 said; leaning against a desk is hard
on one you know. Who do you suppose
l saw on the car this morning."
Il don't know, who?"
kitty Stanford"
Did she speak," Daisy asked.
"Oh, yes; she sat next me and we
talked all the way to town. She thought
my shirt waist was lovely" I went on
talkatively.
"She did,"
Eyes, she thought twas so pretty that
she is going to make one just like it,
Indeed! Very well, let her. But, Fred,
don't you ever wear this shirt waist again.
I'm not going 10 have you and Kitty
Stanford wearing shirt waists just alike
It's bad enough to have her always imi-
tating my dress, but when it comes to i'm
itating yours
But Daisy couldn't find words TO ex-
press her emotion.
Il can make you another shirt waist
Daisy said. frightening a little.
Kitty would probably see it, and MAKE
herself one like it," 1 answered