Show BEAUTY AND BEAST ilow how a of ancic iless lit hour trails trani formed into a hideous apparition pari tion A lesson for young ladles chicago times ill nov 20 A wag oung lady on la last lat t nighta flights chicago ur lington quincy train lost her beauty in half an hour no not a smashup smash up nor a tip over nor the explosion of a lamp yon you see it was vas d done one in this manner the young lady and her aged father fattier and mother came into the coach the daughter taking a seat alone next in front of lier hr r parents I 1 thought the young lady was the nio inot beautiful I 1 had everdeen ever seen her complexion was that of the delicately thin Ec e ashell alie held up to a ruddy sunset nearly pearly white with tinta tints of pink laid in by natures inn master ster hand here ey eyes s large brown beautiful were ff fringed i ii d with long dark lashes that shag shaded e I 1 liquid depths into which it seemed almost a kin sin for the vulgar to gaze this is the gush of it and I 1 always think that a man who is ashamed to gush should never undertake to say anything about a beautiful man mail well lvell tills this young lady occupied the scat seat alone and although many a young man came down the aisle ho hoping P ing he be could not find a scat seat eke ehe where everybody was well stowed away when the train moved the conductor came for the tickets and tho tile young lady looked back and said Papa ns as sweetly as ho the use in cudgeling cud geling one ones s brain for fior comparison when there is none the gray haired father fattier showed hia his railway tickets and said he lie a section in the omaha sloe ving car you must apply to the slee sleeping 11 car conductor I 1 t have nothings nothing to 91 do W with ith that said the ticket taker A bre akeman volunteered to make the errand for the old gen gentleman tic and soon returned to say any there waa was not riot even a berth to bo be had the tile car was full and must wo we sit here all night asked the beautiful young lady 1 I seo see no other way 1 said t alie ie brat bral c e nan uan politely there now noir you may lay know how beautiful she must have been when a brakeman wad was polite to her tier at first eho she seemed Fadd saddened ened b by the information and her eyes to took 0 on oil an expression not unlike that of tho the wounded deer pleading in the eloquence of dumbness for lueroy at the bunds hands of the cruel hunter I 1 wished 1 owned a golden sleeping car VI alil lt I t in alit placa place it itah olly at her tier div disposal osal then her tier thin crimson lip began to curl up under her tier perfectly shaped nose and the tile fire of anger was kindled in her tier beautiful eyes I 1 tried to make myself bel believe i eat this made her tier look even more beautiful than before and I 1 might have succeeded had she not turned to her tier father and snap snapped ed out ju jim just st like you rf if I 1 were a man id learn something about traveling before I 1 started out the silver haired mother leaned forward and soothingly eaid said there dear never mind well v get along all right yea yes all right indeed thesis this is anice a nice place to pasa a n night ig lit and turning to her old father ther again sho she added 1 I declare I 1 think you are the stupidest thing thin 9 I 1 ever saw tie 1 old gentleman was wie wi e eno enough u gh to make no reply it won would 1 I have hare been well had bad the mother been as di arcet since words only furnish fuel on oil which anger may mav feed there there my dear it cant be helped now novy you know said the old batly in m a gentle motherly tone no it cant it might have been helped though if father bad known an anything thing the ol 01 old gentleman looked the cl chagrin agrin lie il felt elt nud the tile patient ii e nt mother leaned over and wh whispered r something ito the daub h cr or 1 I dont care if ho he is hos lies old enough then to know something iva was tt tho yung womans comans haply and she lite turned her hur fiere c cyba es upon u her tier old fa father ther who quai quailed leli under er afi their ir fire and said he lie was very sorry oh yes yeb thi thia s is a good timo time to be sorry id like to beo bee you catch me pic going away from home with you again the it mother iother jeaneo forward and said dear you can call lie down dmn on oil the sat s at and get a little sleep at any rate 1 I dont want to lie down on oil the sc scat at id rather sit bolt upright all night I 1 I 1 never saw such stupidity in all my life if tho young wom womans comans alls face told the tru truth it the she would have enjoyed swearing acuri g at her tier father or even slapping ins s old wrinkled face sho she had hall attracted the attention of tho the passengers pa p in the car ami and soini d at her tier while others more be ais ible I 1 oi of clin chagrin grin and sorrow ot of the parent glared at tile young woman as it tile they would like to box her cara cars cut but sl alio 16 did not see any ot these after a short sea season son of pouting in which ehe she herself around in tho the feat and shot revengeful glances town toward r I 1 her father she began to arrange the hand sachet for a pillow the tile mother opened the shawl strap that lay on her tier lap an and tenderly spread a thick soft shawl bawl over tho the sachet smoothing out the folds with the patient tenderness known only to a loving mother Spite spitefully fulli the young woman reardan rearranged gred it jerk jerking 9 7 it t about not with any hope of making ak it a more comfortable pillow hut but simply to show her tier disapproval of her tier mt mothers methods As the daughter laughter prepared to lay lier head down the old mother baw sawn a wrinkle in the shawl bawl and leaned forward to smooth it out do for gercys sake let it alone said tho the laughter impatiently and 1 I WB was only smoothing out dont you suppose I 1 know it interrupt edthe touchy creature the old mother leaned lier her head on her ter husbands ds shoulder she site did lid not she shed at tears but her heart wag was full fall tho the daughter ir laid her head with its luxuriant brown hair on the lie shawl and clo closed cd lier tier ey eyes in a few moments the mother quietly removed the light shawl her tier own shoulders softly almost slyly laid it over her daughter and stooping htoo ping over to tc tuck it in about tho the smooth white nee neck k she kissed the pink cheek and said good night darling oil 01 d do 0 fur for heavens sake let me alone after this burst of heartless petulance all was silence and I 1 found studying the faces of the p passengers a e g ers about me to see ece what t they y probably rob bly thought of the young woman the thin legged little snip in front the fellow who ila had mistaken his hie cuff for a collar and buttoned it around his neck twirled his struggling mu mustache stache and L ceded to say shea a daisy tho young lady back of mo me seemed to think it was a shame that young aomen women should be obliged to travel in in common coaches just like other P people cople the tile hatched faced woman with the short huir bair was disgusted with the whole proceeding and seemed to be saying 8 ill warrant you the could go to a ball and dance all night or she could sit up easy enough and gabber with a dude in the tile parlor the rough 0 old ld who had been to chicago 9 with it a trainload train load of steers seemed to say by thunder if she was my eal ual id take her cross my knee hanged if I 1 right here bere afore the bull crowd then I 1 tried to recall tho the young bonu na beautiful face I 1 could see the pink aid and pearly color the crimson lips lip the large brown eyes ars the abundance abune abundance ance of rick rich hair but to save inc file I 1 could not bring back the tile chught th aught that all made her tier slie site had beco meso 0 ugly that I 1 almost t hoped elie she might turn out to be the long lost child and that he be would give me file proof that I 1 had read his thoughts thought aright rig it |