Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-08-27
The C0urtin' of "GIitterS. "


head. | suppose she wore hat, but the
| effect was principally feather; also she
had some sort of bead chain round her
neck glass heads--and they flashed and
glittcred, too
Her real name was Jane Emily. but
only discovered that later. For the rest
she was fine, splendluiy formed young
woman. She might have passed for a
Greek goddess-Juno, or her like-had
She not sold flowers at Charing Cross
and worn Il brown merino skirt and loos,.
white blouse. for she had really good
classical features and perfectly mag
nifiCent bust and throat.
| | used to BUY flowers i'll those days,
great punches OF sweet, strong smelling
| stocks, more delicate and fragrant pink
carnations. masses of pale pink and deer,
crimson roses, for Cynthia loved flowers
and | loved Cynthia.
My first Acquaintance with "Glitters'
had something sensational about it, /
Was nearly the hero of a street fight A
| ooster belaboring a small and excessively
patient donkey had aroused my wrath
and the same stalwart gentleman was
inviting me TO take off my coat and have
il out with him--and | itched to do it.
too although | wore black cloth when
"Glitters'' interviewed.
She swept out from the crowd of on
lockers. perfect hurricane in petticoats,
and with blacl, flashing eyes, and ROUGH
edge OF tongue. told the coster plainly
what she thought of him. Before She had
finished | felt sorry for the man abso-
lutcly sorry Here was splendid Young
woman telling him the most unpleasant
facts about himself, and the crowd being
with "Glitters," applauded every point
With the appearance OF leisnrely po-
liceinan Ter harangue ceased, and as fhe
crowd melted and detected coster drove
i snail donkey on. "Glitters' turned to.
me. flashed with triumph.
That's all right guN'nor; | kin do i'm
any di that lotdirty beast. VIII you
ave a flower. siry"
With this professional cry "Glitters"
returned to her normal occupation, and,
rs she skillfully wired buttonhole of
lilies of the valley for me, | endeavored
to form some idea of her character She
evidently mistrusted me at first, for when
| limited ont wish for better acquaiut
ancc she, flushed angrily and Judged me
by my clerical garments as netter of
souls on the warpath.
Il amt Soin' 10 none of your mis-
sons not me- she cried, with a fine
burst of temper. You parsons are all
alike with your missions, tryin' to make
us be'ave like mealy mouthed humbugs,
an | don't want no truck with you OF
your likes
1t took a Jew seconds TO convince
"Ghtters" of her mistake and hint
about a young lady for whom | should
need to buy flowers delighted her
Where's the woman who does not an
ticipate love story Before had
bought bunch of delightful fresh
smelling datfodils. "Glitters' was smil-
ing archly, and when | turned To 90.
carrying my spoils she Rrotlered me
bunch of violets as free will Offering,
saying simply. For Your Young lidv
sir" he romance to her mind was con.
cluded.
told Cynthia all about the little ad
venture rs She arranged the daffodils in
a quaint, high, brown jar. and she smiled
| prettily and tucked "Glittcrs" yioIets
into the BOSOM of her dress She was
wearing pale mauvc frock. | remember
and looking delightfully."- pretty, as she
always did. | contrastcd her delicate
pink and white loneliness with the flower
girls ruddy health and comedy strength:
both women made in the same mold. and
yet the difference of all the world be-
tween them. wondered vaguely if
Cynthia would ever repent her promise
10 marry poor clergyman, and sigh
for the luxury of this west end drawing
room when queening it in my east end
yicaragc in the remote future.
You do love me- Cynthia, darling.n /
cried hungrily.
She moved gently toward me. her silk
skirts rusthng. the faint odor OF her
taNontc perfume pervading the air
When she reached my side she kissed
my forehead SOFTLY.
Foolish boy" She whispered, don't
| love YOU with all my heart ="
| remember straining her in my arms
till She laughed and pleaded for mercy
My acquaintance with "Glittcrs" pro-
crossed. | learned that she was one nf
tour sisters, all three married save her.
self. When | expressed surprise that
she belonged Ia the army OF bachelor.
maids a toss of her head rewarded me.
Wish may die furst" said Gilt
tero." What's the blessed good of Get,
ting marricds A lot of kids ana more
kicks than ha' pence"
Her summing up, if crude. was fairly
true. The position of the east end wife
and mother has its drawbacks, aud when
she went ON to tell me in strong and
'oniolt language that one of her broth
erN il law was doing time for Knocking
his wife about and badly damaging her
| eye. and that another was rarely sober
more than twice Il week. | mentally
agreed that cehbaey had its advantages.
Yet there was such womanliness in the
girls smile. and such generous hint in the
swelling bust. that one felt sorry for
| sweetness wasted.
Time passed, and with great diplomacy
| managed to persuade ''Glitters" to come