A WOMAN'S POCKET.

Evening Star, Issue 4968, 4 February 1879, Page 3

A WOMAN'S POCKET.

The racist difficult thing is to reach & Roman's pocket. This !9 especially thq case if the dress is hung up in A cloßet f and the man is in a hurry. We think wb a« safe in saying that he always is in a hurry" on such an occasion. The owner of lui dress is in the sitting-room Berencfy engrossed hi book. Having told him that the article which he is m queat of is in her dress pocket in the closet, she discharges, her whole duty hi the matter, and can afford to feel serene. He goes at the task with' a dim consciousness that he has been there before, but says nothing. On opening the closet do»r and ; finding himself confronted with a number of Ureases, all turned inside out, and presenting a roost formidable front, he haatensWk to ask Which dress?" and.being told the brown one, and also asked if she had bo many dresses that there need be any great effort to nnd the right one, he returns to the closet with alacrity, and soon has his hands on the brown dress. It is inside out, like the rest —a fact he does not notice, however, until he has made several ineffectual attempts to get his hand into it. Then ho turns it several tamea around very carefully, and passes over the pookot several times without being Aware of it. A nervous movement of his hands, and an appearance of perspiration on niß forehead are perceptible. He now dives one hand in at the back, and feeling around, ftnda a place and begins to explore it, when he finds he is following up the inside lining. The nervousness increases, also the perspiration. He twitches the dress on the hook, and suddenly the pocket, white, plump, and exasperating, corned; to view. Then he sighs the relief he feela, and. is mentally grateful ne did not allow himself to use any offensive esprcwions. It is all right now. There is the pocket in plain view—not the inside, but the outside—and all he has to do is to put nit hand around to the other side. He does flu the °P emn g- He pushes a little iurther—now he has it—he shoves the hand Uown, and is very much surprised to see it appear opposite his knees. He has made a mistake. He tries again; again lie feels the entrance and glides down it only to appear again as before. This makes him open his eyes and straighten his face. He feels at the outside of the pocket, pinches it curiously, lifts it up, shakes it, and after peering closely about the roots of it he says, "By gracious !" and commences again. He does it calmly this time, because hurrying only makes the matter worse. He holds up breadth after breadth, goes over them carefully, gets his hand first into a lining, then into the air again (where it alwayß surprises hira when it appears), and finally into a ±K>cket, and is about to cry out with triumph when he discovers it is the pocket of another dress. He is mad now; the closet air almost stifles him ; he is so nervous ho can hardly contain himself, and the pocket looks at him so exaspieratingly that he caundthelp but "plug" it with his clenched fist, and, immediately does it. Being somewhat relieved by this performance he Thas a chance to- look about him, and sees that he has put his foot through a band-box and into the crown of his wife's bonnet; has broken the brim of hia Panama hat which was hanging in the closet, and torn a yard of bugle trimming from a new cloak. As all this trouble is due to his wife's infatuation in hanging up her dresses inside out, he immediately starts after her, and, impetuously urging her to the closet, excitedly and almost profanely intimates his doubts of there being a pocket in the dress, any way. The cause of the unhappy disaster quietly inserts her hand inside the robe, and directly brings it forth with the songht-for article in its clasp. Ho doesn't know why, but this makes him madder tlian anything else.—' Danebury News.'