The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-03-10

ALL men are just horrid-animaIs!"
~ said Mae, the last word added with
enough emphasis to break 1t in two.
Her bosom friend looked up inquiringly
from the box of chocolates she had been
sfondly scofltemplat ting
"And they never have an idea above
their vulgar stomachs,'' continued Mae,
viciously. Then, with a total disregard of
the anatomical construction of man. she
snapped, And, Sadie, if you don't give
me a chance at that box pretty soon, I'll
go raving crazy"
Sadie reluctantly saved her friends rea-
son by passing over the box, and Mae
resumed with chocolate-coate sentiment
tality: There's Harry Courtwry, for in
stance. I've always adored Harry lit
tie. He writes poetry for the papers you
know, and he's always seemed so careless
of mere material things like clothes, and
getting his hair cut, and things like that,
and he's always appeared so nobly indif
ferent to superior creature comforts, so
grandly superior to gross food and drink,
$3.50 ethereal, don't you know, that he
was just my ideal of the true poetic tenn
permanent. Aren't those chocolate almonds
simply OWNER,
& Sadie nodded an enthusiastic assent
and deXterously looted the box from her
friends Iap.
"But last night at the Crowders' dance
he opened my eyes to his real nature; he
disillusionized me completely continued
Mae, pathetically, land he's every bit as
bad as all the rest Of the commanding
Creatures
why, what did he do?" asked Sadie,
her interest, however, concentrated upon
the selection of a particularly delectable
chocolate.
"Of course, you know how devoted he's
been all winter to that little firt, Gladys
Willmot?'' Mae began the explanation of
her woes.
''Um-m-m,' answered Sadie, with
searching glance transferred from the box
to her friend.
"Well her engagement to Charlie Ged-
dap was Unexpectedly announced last
night. 1t was right after my dance with
Harry when we were told of it, and. Sa-
die, he couldn't have had the slightest
suspicion of anything Of the kind, the
deceitful mink! for 1 could feel him quiv-
er from the shock, and he grew so white
that I honestly thought he would faint.
was awfuIly sorry for him., so I pre-
tended that 1 didn't see how he was
suffering In every fiber of his being, and
got away from the crowd into secluded
nook in the conservatory, where no one
could see his anguish. And just talked
and talked and talked a steady stream
to him, SO that he wouldn't have to think
of a thing to say, but could devote all
his energies to pulling himself together.
I did feel awfully sympathetic. Well,
talked and talked and talked, until
just could not talk any more, and then.
Sadie, what on earth do you suppose
that wretch safd?" demanded Mae, trag-
fcally. oh. you couldn't ever guess in
a million years. After all my sympathy
and sorrow and tender solicitude, too; 1t
was: I say. Miss Gabbier, let's go and
get some supper. I feel as though I'd
never had q square meal in my life Is its
any wonder I'm distracted with disgust?'
Mae concluded, tearfully
Sadie, unasked, rendered chocolate con-
ISOLATION.
We'll, Biddy. old girl, you're faith
full anyway, aren't your" said Harry
Courtwry, mournfully. as he fondled the
ears of mis- Irish setter. you wouldn't
lead a fellow on and only to make a per-
feet fool of him, would you?"
Miss Biddy closed her eyes non-commit-
tally
'By. George, it was close to a knock
out Harry continued, with frown OF