The Harrison times., 1914-10-17
Ight by Frederick A. Stokes Company


make epigrams-once said that there
are but two kinds of women; Good
women, and bad women. Ever since
then problem playwrights have been
putting that fiction into the mouths of
wronged husbands and building their
big scene" around it. But don't you
believe it. There are four kinds Good
women, bad women, good bad women,
and bad good women, And the worst
Of these is the last. This should be a
story Of all four kinds, and when it is
finished | defy you to discover which
Is which.
When the red stuff in the thermome.
ter wakes ambitious, so that fat men
stand, bulging-eyed before 1t and be-
ginning with the ninety mark count up
with a horrible satisfaction-ninety-
Observation-Disclosures - nine
ty-four by gosh and the cinders are
Offering into your berth, and even the
porter is wandering restlessly up and
down the aisle like a black e0uI in pur-
gatory and a white duck coat, then the
thing to do Is to don those mercifully
lew garments which the laXity Of sleep.
ing-Car etiquette permits, slip out be.
tween the green curtains and fare
forth in search Of drafts, liquid and
atmospheric,
At midnight Emma McChesney, in
ured as she was to sleepers and all
their horrors, found her lower eight
unbearable with the bravery Of des.
peratIon she groped about for her Gin,
derstrewn belongings donned slippers
and Hmono, waited until the tortured
porter's footsteps had squeaked their
"a to the far end Of the car, then
I sed up the dim aisle toward the back
platform, She wrenched open the
door, felt the rush Of air, drew In
long, grateful smoke'steam'dust laden
lungful Of It, felt the breath Of It on
spine and chest, sneezed, realized that
she would be the victim Of a summer
cold next day, and, knowing, cared not,
Great, amt it?' said voice In the
darkness, (Nay reader A womans
voice.
Emma McChesney was Of the non.
screaming type, But something inside
Of her suspended action for the frac.
ton Of u second, She peered into the
darkness,
'J get scared?" inquired the voice,
us owner lurched forward from the
corner in which she had been crouch.
Ing, into the harlight cast by the
yostibule nightglobo,
Even as men Judge one another by
o Masonic emblem an Elk pin, or the
band Of q cigar, so do women IN sleep
lnR.c0rs weigh each other according to
The rules Of the Ancient order Of the
Klmono. Seven seconds after Emma
McChesncy FIRST bchold the ncglIgoe
that stood revealed IN the dim light
she had it5 wcaror neatly weighed,
marked, listed, dockoted and placed,
The blonde woman cast upon Emma
McChc8noy an admirIng eye,
"Gawd, amt It hot" she said, So
ciObly
q wonder" mu8ed Emma MGChoe'
noy "il that porter could be hypno'
U2od into making some lCmonado-O
pItchoful. with lot Of ice In 1t, and
the cold sweat breaking out all over
the glusB?'
"Lcmonadol' echoed the other Won
der and amusement IN her tone, Are
they BtIll uBn' it?" She leaned against
the door, BwNyIng with the motion OF
The car, and huggIng her plump, Joro
arms, "rr,ycln' alono?" she asked
ron, yes" replied Emma MeChes'
noy and decided It was time to 80 In,
"LonoBomo, amt IT, without COM
pony2 Coin fOr2"
I'm uccuatomod 70 H. travel on
bugnora, not pleasure, I'm on the
road, representing r. A. Bucks lcolh'
eroom pollIcootsI'
ION the road 3olIn goods And |
thought you was only d kid, It's the
way your hairs hXad suppose, Say
that must be hard life for woman
buttln into q mans g0mo llko that
"Oh, suppose any work that takes
a woman out into tho world" began
Emma MeChesney vaguely, her hand
on the do0r.bnOb.
sure agreed the other II ought
10 know The hotels and time tables
alone are enough to KILL Who do you
suppose makes up train BehodulcBY
They don't seem to think no respect
able train ought 70 leave anywhere be-
fore oloyonhrty y, mu or arrive after
slx u, m, We played 0ltumwa l0p
last night, and here We are Iumpn 70
Illinois
IN surprise Emma MeChosney turned
at the door for another look at the
hair figure, complexion and ltlmono,
"Oh, you're an OotroHBl Well II
you think mIno 10 a hard llto for u
woman, Why"
"Mel" said the greengold blonde,
and laughed not BfetlilN ~ amt a
woman. I'm a queen Of burleHQue,"
"BurlpHdue2 You mean one OF
those" Emma MuCheBncy stopped
her usually dort tongue noundorIng
upnp of ihngp mon only trouppa2