The British Press; or, Morning Literary Advertiser.
London, England, 1819-12-29 00:00:00

DOMES tIC ECONOMY.

Although I am an old bachelor myself, it does
not follow that I should like old maids; fur, of.
through I can give fifty reasons why I am not mar-
ried, none of which will piolailtly he satisfactory.
yet I could find no excuse to justify female cell •
becy, except the very cogent one of not being
able to get a husband. Bust i must admit (and it
is highly complimentary to married people) that
old bachelors and old Maids are very useless pieces
of furniture after all, and lieein very little quali-
fied to be happy thensselveti, or promote the hap-
pines of other*. 1 have tried them, than and
boy, for fifty wars past, awl fi.d them the mine
queer, querulous, discomeistod creatures. The
other evening I got a kind of a family invite to take
tea ; a hasty promenading kind of " spend the even-
ing with roe," from an old friend ; tea moil muffin.,
apples and note, a song and is tune on the piano.
I like them all—they are what Kit Cosey rails
" comfortable." I had my leaf, coat, 1501$ buckles
brushed seciondune arhant. and entered toy friend's
door just as the sun had dipped lots ever-bur g
beams in the deep bosom of the western wave.
I hate tea at a late hour, and as I dine at
two, I have no fashionable predilections for tea
at eight. I was received by the host Kith the
utmost politeness. In one of the 'indoor. I
was met by three rosy-checked 'moping girl.;
I smiled on one, cotuplimented the oilier, and
said something very gallant to the third, for
they were all old friends, and I felt inyseif
yens younger in Oasis presence. 1 1. ril
that I could have danced a little; 1 was like ice in
April. thawing gradually by their 11111118-C They
introduced me to the drawing room, where I
was quickly congealed by the sight of few old
maids "in buckram." or rather dressed as atitf
and ponderous as was the fashion I
stopped quite short, for the thermometer of try
spirits fell to freezing point ; Old maids own-
lug in contact with old bachelors, is like co.
mats jostling each other. I found tlait a slush
of tea was due to these ladies. and they had
been collected from the four sections of the city,
to make but one job of it, and I nu doubt ass
celled in to keep them in countenance. Pa-
Heuer. thinks 1--them is a punishment due to
all old bachelors. and 1 must awed submit to
mine. At length, the tea, that delightful har-
binger of social converse, was introduced ; the
old maids sipped a little, and talked a little. 1
listened, expecting some scandal, but I found the
order of the day changed—they talked no 'candid,
but introduced an entire Hew system of picking
characters to pieces under the cover of virtues and
charitable solicitudes. So. say. Miss Bridget, a
mouthersi lady has carried &trate of OUT city beaus ;
she is very rich, and some my amiable—but la!
there should be some good qualities to compeorate
fur the errors of their education. and their want
of industry. The husband, I learn, is very clever
and itsterreting, but it was altogether a piece
of speculation un his !tart. Apropos, says Mis
Titbitha ; NMl:lgor isterriegra. reminds me of woe
now under cousideration in the beast monde—
Mr. Hargrave to Miss Myrtilla Rosebud. What
do you think of that, Alt. Howard—are you
mot astonisned ? By on means Aladant. said 1,
with great gravity. Why should 1 be astionisti-
ed at the marriage of a couple so extremely
suitable by age. temper, Ishii fortune? I should
indeed be astonished and distressed bryoad liars-
sure. if such 'mimes were'prevesited by icy suit ore-
• seen recut. TlMet We. Madam. that in life there
is no sight more gratifying, than a young couple
united by the ties of hem- sod religiose studying
to make each other hippy, mod each pursuing a
guest of economy sod industry, calculated
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