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Show COMEDY IN THE CARETTE. Tlie Fua Ilcgan When One of the Dear Friendly airla Clot Out. This llttlo comedy might be callod "Womau's Inhumanity to Woman." Tho scone is in one ot those lovely new cream-colored carettos that havo just begun running ou Fifth avenue. Tho characters aro three vory pretty young girls, nno with brown eyes and tilondo hair, another with gray oyes and dark hair, and thu othor with violet oyes and auburu hair. The girl with violet eyes and auburn hair has just eutcred the carette, and. rocognlzing an ao- auaintance In Miss Drownoycs.' sits own bcsldo her and receives cffuslvo greetings. "O, I'm so glad to boo you, my dear," cried Miss Drownoycs, fairly "bobbing up and down with emotional joy. "How lovely you aro looking! How perfectly swcotl 01 lot mo Introduce Intro-duce you to my dear friend, Miss Gray-oyos. Gray-oyos. You must liko each other, for I lovo you both." ' Miss Violotoyos and Miss Grayoyos touched lingers and smiled sweetly nt ono another. For a distanco of tweuty blocks a fusillade of cjaculatory conversation con-versation ensues. Through tho noiso of tho street and the rattlo of tho carette car-ette a jumbled notion of tho dlaloguo is obtained: "Hcaullful llttlo jacket, my doar. Such sweot buttons.'' "Positively don't havo tlmo to dress. Always at a luncheon, dinner, or something some-thing else. I can't look well to save mo." 'Doarcst boy In tho world. Wants to givo me a saddlo horso, but mamma won't lot me accept it." "How horrid! Did you onjoy Yourself Your-self abroad this summer?" "Dollghtful; ynchtlng wns tho best fun. The Prince is so charming." "Papa is going to cut my allowance, ho says. Jolly guy on him. He gavo mo n hundred to-day. and I'm going down now to spend every cent of It ou a hat nnd a pair of shoes." "No, I'm not engaged, reallv. I can't imaglno how that English" follow fol-low should havo stnrted that story. To be suro ho is n viscount, but he's awfully awful-ly fast, and I never did moro than go riding iu tho park with him on ono or two occasions, nnd always his mother drovo iu a carriaga near us. "Yos, I amalittlo stoutor. O.pleaso don't lljittor mo. I know It's not becoming. be-coming. O, hush! Your frlond will laugh nt mo If I sit up and tako your praiso. I'm really losing whatuver good looks I ever had." "Yes, do call. Come, and I'll show you a lot of pretty dscsscs I brought home from Paris. Horo Is my streot. Good-by, dear. Good morning. Miss Grayoyes. When my doar friend calls you como with her. I should liko to kuow you better." Miss Vloloteyes alights from tho car-otto car-otto and flutters to the sidewalk. The two young women loft to thonisolvcs mako n few remarks. "Isn't sho dowdy? Thoro Isn't tho slightest use of lior going abroad. Sho novr gets a thing that's pretty." "Well, sho used to havo a sort of washed-out ntylo of Ijcauty that a few of tho men liked, bet now sho hadn't nu admirer. I think sho puts somo-thing somo-thing on her hair to mako it auburn. I'm sure it used to bo n dusty brown." "Quito out of society, you kuow. I nover meet her except on the street. Her mother is a great schomer, and manages to get her daughter's aamo into tho papers." "Her father Is a shirt manufacturer. Makes mouoy, but vulgar to a degree" de-gree" "Well, she flirts, you know, nnd tho gossips do sny " At this point tho listener reaches his destination nnd escapes from tho car-otto, car-otto, saddeued by tho lesson ho lias learned from this comedy of fominluo friendship. N. 1'. Sun. |