How A Woman Mails A Letter

Somc crnsty curmudgeon thus tells how a woman goes to work to mail a letter. It is a libel on the sex. Some of the girls will make it ml hot lor liiiu il' discovered : "Any day wben yon have timo yon can ?ce how she does it by dropping ïnto the postofïïce. She arrivés therq wth a letter in her hand. It is a sheet of note m ? white envclope. She balts u front of the stamp window, opens her moutli te 16 a stamp, Imt suddenly darts away to seo u she has made any error in llames or dates. It tiikes live minutes lor her to make "ure of this, and Uien she balancea tbc letcr ou her fingcr, nijd the a wiulciuery arisca i her miad: Terhaps it is overWsiglit.' jhe steps lo the window audaaks the clerk if he ha", a thrce-cent stamp, feariug that he hasu't, and she looks over every comparimént lu hor porbnounle bcforc sbo tind.s the cliAUgO to pay for it. The fun com menees as she gets the stamp, She sidles arouml to one side, removes her ilovcs, closoly inspcots the stanijj, and hsitates whether to 'lick' it or wet her finger. Slio iinally concílleles it woukln't be nice to show her tongue, and wets her finger and pw Jes it Over the envclope. Sheisso loug pickiag lip the stamp that the moistire is nbsorl)e(l and the stamp slide:; off the envclope. She tries it twice more with 1 ike success, and gcltnif; dospnato oho pv the stamp a lick and it sticks. ïheu comes the Kfdillg of the letter. ■he wcts her linger again. but the envelope llics open, and after three minutes delay íhe bas to pass her tongue aloiig the streak f dried mucilage. She holda the etter a loug time to make ■ure that the envclope is all riglit, and Iinally appears at the window and asks: Thrce cents is eUDBghj is it?' 'Yes, ma'am.' 'This will go out to-day ?' 'Certainly.' Will it go to Chicago without the name of Ibe county ouV' 'Just the same.' 'What time will it rcach there?' 'Xo-morrow morniug.' She sighs, tnrus lbo letter over and over, and iinally asks: 'Shall I clropit iuto oue of those places there? 'Yes, uia'aui.' Sho walks up in front of the six oriCccs, loscly scans cacb one of (hem, finally lakes a choice, and drops - no she doesu't. !ie stops to see where it will fall, pressing :ier face agaiust the window until she flatteus lier nose out of shane. a:;d she doesu't drop it where she intended to. Siic, however, releases it at last, looks dowu to make sure that it did not fal'. on the Hoor, and turns away with a sigh of regret that she didn't take oue more look at the, superscriptiou."