The Yazoo Democrat., 1860-03-17
Cbr 1Qa3oo Democrat.
WOMAN.

WOMAN.
The following extracts are taken from
Michelet's "Woman," { La Femme publish
ed by Rudd & Carlton, New York:
We too easily imagine that person is
irremediably ruined. In our good old France
they did not use to think so. For example,
every woman who emigrated to Canada was
regarded as purified Of every fault and mis-
fortune, by the baptism Of the sea- This
was no vain notion; for they clearly proved
the justice of it, and became admirable
wives and excellent mothers.
But the best of all emigrations for those
who, while scarcely yet more than children,
have been cast, by chance, upon frivolous
life, is to rise courageously by labor and prl'
vation. So one of our FIRST thinkers insist
ed, in severe letter he wrote to one Of our
poor Amazons, brilliant and wretched, who
asked him how she musl escape from the
gulf before her, The letter, very harsh in
expression, but, in spirit, very kind and
wise, told her that she must expiate her
guilt BY misery, refine herself by labor and
accepted suffering, and become worthy aud
pure again. He was quite right he soul of
o woman, much more mobIe, more fluid
like than that of man, is never profoundly
corrupted When once she has seriously
resolved to return to virtue, when she once
has fairly begun to live by s'rugg es, sacri-
fees and reflection, she is already degenerate.
She is ike be stream, which was turDd
Yesterday but fresh waters have come il,
and it is clear to.dny If the woman, hus
changed, forgetting the bad ircam Of her In,
voluntary sius, IN which her heart was never
involved, succeeds IN finding that heart
again-if once she loyes--aI is we'll The
best man in the world may find happiness IN
her, and be honorod by her still.
The education of the boy, in the modern
sense, aims to oygaaize a torce, and an cfec
tive and productive force--to createa creator
which rs the modern man
The education If the Cir, to prcdu har
mony, to hdrmonjze Il religion.
Woman is religion
Her destiny IS such, that the higher she
stands rs religious poetry, the more effective
will she be in common aud practical life.
The utility of man being pcreative, pro
ductive power, may exist apart from the
ideal; an art which yields noble products,
may, sometimes, have the effect of VulgaI
izing the artist, who may himself retain very
little of the beauty which he infuscs into
his works.
There is never anything like this in
woman.
The woman of prosaic heart, she who is
not living power harmony, to exat a
husband, to educate a child, to constantly
sanctIy aud onnobe family, has failed in
her mission aud will exert no Influence,
even in what is vulgar.
She is a woman-So what can one do !!
She radiates all around her seductive elec
tricity. Under the forests of the equator,
love, in myriads of creatures, bursts forth
from fame itself, through the magic of the
winged fires that tranofgure the night,
Native revelations these, but not more So
than the timid, innocent charm of a maiden
thinking to conceal all. A divine light
emanatcs from her, involutarily, a voluptu
GUS halo and, at the very moment when
she bushes at her own beauty, does she diff,
fuse around her the intoxicating perfume Of
love.
Love! What is it? and whence comes it,
How much has been written about it, and
how idly.
Neither statement, nor analysis, nor com.
parison avails. Love is loye-a thing like
nothing else.
A pretty metaphor is that of De Stauhal
who likens it to branch stepped in the salt
spring of Saltburg. Two months after
wards, it is taken out, changed, adorned Will
rich, fantastic chrystaIizatioU, girandoles
diamonds, flowers of hoar frJst. Such il
love, stepped in the deep spriug of the imag
ination and the comparison exactly : apple.
to his pretty, irouical, sensual book of Love
The him, the subject is very dry--a poor
branch of wood-a stick such the reality
and all the rest is but the droam-the en-
broidery - the idle poetry that we weave
upon it at pleasure. A capital theory that
to render utterly sterile the most fruitful o
all subjects. A trite theory, too, in spite Of
tue piquancy of its form. Tis the SAINT
old thesis, Glove is but feetiDg show"
Love / have found nothing more real
in this world-as real as second sight. 1t
alone, bestows the power of seeing hun
dred new truths, otherwise invisible
As real as creation; the true things that
it sees, itself makes true With woman, fol
instance it is 80 pleasant to be loved, that
delighted and traosligured, she becomes in
dnitoly beautiful; beautiful, not only as SHE
locks, but as she is.
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