Rensselaer Republican, Volume 25, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 November 1892 — THE VASSAR GIRL. [ARTICLE]

THE VASSAR GIRL.

An Hour's Conversation With Her I'ook th»' Conceit Out of “smitliy." 1 When the boys at our table noticed a strange young lady eater the room the other evening at dinner there was a general in ;uiry as to the newcomers Identity,says a writer in tho New York Herald. She was tall and graceful, with clear cut features, expressive and.a mouth aud chin whose linn tines denoted force of character. Her hair was a light, golden brown, and altogether the young lady excited no smail degree of curiosity. “Tell you what, bo>s.” observed Smithy, “she’s a r eg l l l ar„-kumu»etv-„Yau-wtHTHForWITfcTr yourselves, too, for that's.just about my style, see, and Fin going to make a playlor an ■ in troduce. ” I may mention here that the scene referred to-ocetirred last week in Umdining room of a fashionable private hotel up town. Mr. Smith, popularly known as “ ” is a general favorite among the other there, particularly the lady guests. His’ flislingu is king charaetcristics are good clothes, an exalted opinion of himself, und an elaborate knowledge of slang. Miss Ray, the new guest, was introduced to Smithy that evening. After an hour’s conversation with her Smith retired to the smoking room, and after lighting a cigar, cusnaliy remarked that “ this here’s a queer world, anyhow. ” “ Wlk.t’s the matter, Smithy?" I asked, “you’re uot in love already?’’ “In love! Well, I guess not. Say-;, that girl in the parlor is a regular, walking dictionary. Just tackle her once and she'll paralyze you, that’s all ”,

“ Tell me all about it, ” said I. “ jVVell, it was just-thia way. She asked me if I believed in subliueal consciousness. I told her that I couidn t call that hand and suggested making a jack-pot. But she didu l appear to catch on luff that made me tired. ' “Then she waded in. Wow + but it fairly showered aw breakers for the next half-hour. She's a graduate of Vassar college. she told me, and, so he p me Bob. that was the only part of her conversation I could Understand. “ 'Most people,’ she said, ‘hold ignorance hidden in the interstices of their net of learning.' Then among other tilings she asued mo if I believed that ‘simplicity is tho concomitant of genius,’ and what I thought aoout elective affinities.’ Of course, all i could do was to puss out every band. I told her, though, that I d look these matters up and let her know. But say, I've gut a headache. 11 ha\;e."‘ I “ What did you say when you loft her ?’’ I asked. I “Oh, 1 just remarked that as this ' was a cash game and as I had run out of chips IM see her later when [ l was fixed. Say ; what's the meaning of pachydermatous ? ua.l jee, but i ay head aches.J’ Then Smithy rclapstd into ttaught;ui»«»s.