The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-08-17

ing between four hundred and five
hundred.
Have you noticed says the New
York Times, that the average New
Yorker takes an insane delight in that
rudest and most detestable Of habits
staring?" asked the woman from the
West.
Yes: have" answered her friend
land that reminds me of something
saw in a car the other day.
"A young mother and her little boy
boarded Broadway car She was a
quietly dressed. pretty little woman.
and the boy was a bright-looking lit
tie chap. Immediately every eye in the
car was turned in their direction.
They stared until, embarrassed, the
little woman colored and lowered her
eyes. Not so the youngster. He looked
from one face to another in a puzzl I'd
way. and then, plucking at his moth
er's sleeve, he said, in a perfectly au-
dible tone:
Mamma, have they all got glass
eyes?'"
The New York section of the Coun-
Gil of Jewish women, says the Even
ing Post of that city, has established
numerous club rooms for girls in vari-
Gus places on the East Side. These
are supplementary to the large one
on Orchard street, which has a MEM
bership counted by hundreds In linz
iting the other clubs, or home circles.
as they are called. to a small men,
bership, twenty-five or Whereabouts, ii
is believed that the girls who shrink
from large assemblies will be attract
ed, and that 1t will be possible, with
these small circles, to cement the in
terest in each among the members of
each group. The club rooms are
pleasantly furnished, and provided
with books and a piano, and are in
tended to offer inducement to keen
the members from the street and from
the low dance hall of the neighborhood.
The first was opened summer before
last, and in the first year a dozen
were established.
There is such a difference in the
women who profit by the generosity
OF the Kings Daughters on these sum-
mer outings" said a Daughter" the
| other day to the New Orleans Times
Democrat. For instance. one woman
l know of was in dire distress, having
| been discharged from the Charity Hos
pital too soon and Obliged to face the
world with month-old baby and not
ing and a layette for the child, and
| sent to the country home of one of
| our members whose house and heart
are ever open to the unfortunate. The
women of the house do their own rooms
and other odd jobs about the house, as
in many other families in moderate
| circumstances; but never a hand does
the new mother lend in these opera
tions. She rises at 0, and does not
fff1 6nT Axrrs. f.,e.
things, though the family has long since
cleared away all evidences of the meal.
She then takes her baby and sits un-
der the trees with it or walks the
beach. She reappears promptly for
dinner and again for supper. The be-
frienders are beginning to believe that
she rather looks down upon them, she
Is SO seclusive, not to say exclusive.
They call her our guest among
themselves, the only humor to be got
out of the situation. The woman is
strong now, eats heartily; the baby is
well, and there seems to be no reason
why she should tarry longer; but she
likes her boarding house, doubtless,
and thinks 1t permanent. The only time
she has anything to say is daily re-
quest for new can of condensed milk
for the baby.
This is one example of graft
tuue tIldt is SOuIlIE 10 the MIX OF
human Kindness. and discoura ging to
the good women who try to arneliorate
the condition of the poor.
But there is prettier true story by
way of contrast.
ssss
They were wandering about the dark,
deserted piazza. arm in arm talking
softly, as people usually do under such
circumstances, says the Philadelphia
Times.
They had only known each other
two days, but the days were long at a
summer hotel and time Is short.
This may seem like a paradox, but
it isn't.
He was a summer young man, as
she was a summer girl. and he was not
accustomed to crowding the mourners,
so that. Notwithstanding he had been
very devoted, he had been somewhat
diffident in the material expression of
his devotion.
The girl was quick to note this, but
he had not caught on.
He was still permitting 81 would"
to wait on Il dare not"
So it was they strolled up and down,
up and down, on that piazza, until
the girl tired.
AS they turned at a far-away cor
ner, she saw lonely chair waiting
invitingly.
''Mr. Jerome" she said, coyly,
there's a chair. Let's sit down.
Permit me- he responded, gallant
~ drawing 1t forward. Take this.
I'll get anoth--"
But the girl didn't take it. She
stood there laughing cute little gurg-
ling, appealing laugh, and somehow
Mr.. Jerome tumbled to the fact that
one chair was plenty for two If man
only went about it right.