Her Bustle was Off.
" Oh, it was perfectly awful," said one young woman to another in a street-car which had stopped on the Lake-street switch the other day. " I was lying in the hammock," she went on, " and was dressed in, my pink nun's veiling — and, if I do say it,, my young man was sitting in a porch chair beside me. It was a lovely evening, for there wasn't a sign of a moon and even the street lamp on the corner was not lighted. ,f, f We were having a delightful time, and he grew more and more affectionate. Oh, it was delightful. He held one of my hands and kept the hammock gently swaying back and forth. Finally he leaned toward, me, his face almost to mine, and I know; he was just about to say something awfully ' nice when —what do you think— the hammock string broke . j I had taken off my bustle so I could . recline comfortably in the hammock, and say, the way I struck that poreh — " But just then the car sped on.
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Te Aroha News, Volume V, Issue 224, 15 October 1887, Page 7
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181Her Bustle was Off. Te Aroha News, Volume V, Issue 224, 15 October 1887, Page 7
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