The Unlucky Woman.
Start her out on a hot day and her face gets red. Start her out on a cold day and it get 3 blue. Let her use a little powder and a touch of rouge and women who are handpainted until you don't know where it begins or where it ends Bpeak of her as so disgustingly made up. Let her buy a frock on her own responsibility and the shopkeeper can persuade her that tho one shade she ought not to wear is the only one becoming to her. Let her Btart out with a lot of other women and she is certain, before the evening is over, either to want a drink of water or to find out that the string of her potticoat is broken. L.et her have a beautiful lace gown given her by her godmother, and the first time she goes out she tears the uppermost flounce on the edge of the balcony, and, when Maria expostulates with her and asks her whom she expects will mend her clothes in Heaven, she replies that she doesn't know, but Bhe always supposed that her attire there would be so simple that she would not need any. Then she hugs Maria; the frock gets mended, aud, between you and me, looks as good as it did in the first place. She always sides with the unpopular person; consequently she has the pleasure of being told that she is cranky. In making a train or a, boat she is either over-punctual and wastes valuable time waiting for the rest to come, or is hauled on by a porter. Then she is in a lorely state of excitement, and detail? the story of why she was late to a contemptuous party. She is an unlucky woman, but not an unpopular one, and Miss Dollface, and Miss Athletic, aud Miss Niminipiminy, who always do the right thing and never make a mistake, wonder what on earth men see in her. Her engagement is announced to be the great catch of the day. They wonder what he saw in her. Well, certainly not a pretty woman, nobly planned. He would not have known what to do with that sort of a woman, but he saw one who was strictly feminine, and who needed a little masculine training tn get her so that she could comfort and command. I have rather a shine for the unlucky girl myself. She is as human as a messenger boy, and as natural as real fruit. Blood will tell.
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The Unlucky Woman., Evening Star, Issue 8010, 12 September 1889
The Unlucky Woman. Evening Star, Issue 8010, 12 September 1889
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