The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-05-29
PERSONAL AND PERTINENT.
With Mine Eyes.

With Mine Eyes.
 saw with mine own eyes a Mary P.
 Wilkins's story a few days ago, was making a transfer on the trolley trip cut to one of the loveliest towns of Lopg Island. Missing one trolley be- cause of a give out of power" on ours quite a group of us trolleyites waited on the roadside to see the express sail by time after time, and each time to ask ourselves: Why didn't we take the express? There was the lovely blonde girl with the fetching smile and the slightly uneven teeth. Did you ever
 know a girl with white, slightly un- even teeth who wasn't treasure of wife take note of that. There was a mother with dear child. A good wo-
 man with a rasping voice that made pie with such voices get safely through their courting season? But they do.
 There was a fat old German frau with a basket of chickens. The blonde girl picked tender grass and new dan. deIions and fed the chickies through
 tho slats of the basket and taught the
 dear child to call "Chick-oo! Chiek-oo! eign fowl to children. of New York. The parrot. paroquet, bird of Paradise l they can see in the Park, but the com mon chicken is nowhere to be seen, ex- ccpt in cold storage. There was the ] loud and incessant talker who told all her own and her relatives history since
 birth. "sez she" 'T seq" "sez he" be- | tween every three words. That brisk | freouent hissing "sez-everybody" Is srmething never heard below Mason
 and Dixon's line-yet at the diatset fellow troIley-ite who will in all probability never see again, the story 1 ran thus: My sister says, says she | my husband says she was good hus- band, says she. Says she he was, says she. a good husband. says she, while he stayed, says she. with me, says she.
 And, says she, l tried, says ,,a she. to 6ei new says she He left her three years | ago. Ran away. you know. We
 didn't know one thlnE ing aoGet aoDa savs I Ana sbe 1 I don't says she. see as I says she Se any call says she to go to srievin' says
 she. and havin, anotner says says she says 1 I am going to try says she" It was rather startling. There must have been sandwched in somewhere De- | tween those frequent says she d. | vorce with plea of desertion, an ali- mony. perhaps courtship and a mar
 riage. 1 for one heaved sigh of re- l ijeF How many more 'Says-shes"
 would we have had to endure if she | had chosen to go into details! When | I had learned all l could just then stand of the lives of her relatives by | bito and legal proceedings. I went to inc edge of field of new grain near
 by to gather violets, Wild violets,
 tbe Mary E. WiIklns's story Illustrated right before my eyes: An old single farm house built doubtless by some l New Englander tho on Long Island soii The owners had held to it with 1 1bat primitive clutch that is the most 1 touching thing on earth. The fence had fallen almost down except where | mstched with wind-blown boughs by
 t1omen's awkward hands, the windows were literally out. the batten blinds
 swinging The steps rotting. the porch ] in holes. The garden was fuIl of
 HnaTiy old apple trees. overgrown lilac frees and such quantities of fiowery
 almond--little. rosy pun balls! I never dreamed the house was inhabited I so that I fancied I'd go in and pick some white lilac. You'd better ask the people," suggested one. Do you mean there are people in there!" 1 ex- claimed "Of course. Don't you see the doors are not barred? And don't xaA SaA that xnnstASr' of eanxaa tndn-