Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1866-03-29

10 Ddttlt. Que Senb lfoti hcI pltsch,c
the man that she loved and then sat
down In anguish and desolation to nurse
her heroism, and her hate.
This il the southern woman as have
found her, but here is one who bellies
just half that have said. Here is
southern woman who would pluck out
her heart and trample 1t undec her feet
II It's impulses thrust themselves into
the way of an idea. She is pre-emi-
Rently an intellectual woman, more
thoroughly such, rerhaps, than any 9th
err woman of her age in the country.
Cousin, Kant, Spinoza, Socrates and
Plato, with all their kindred, are as
familiar to her as "Mrs Woods latest"
is to most damsels. What has been
called pedantry in her books is only the
spontaneous out-tiOwing of her teeming
mind. What mama was to the perish
Ing, books were TO her starving brain
when they fell around her in New York
after the dreadful famine of the war.
Yet this fair bas blcW, of whom men
would most naturally have a terror, has
trick of making people love her, and
she takes the hearts OF men out OF them
with her low, sweet voice and pathetic
touch, as she plays and sings Antonys
last words to Cleopatra
And for thee, dark eyed Egyptian,
Glorious sorceress of the Nile,
Light the path to Stygian honors,
With the splendor OF thy smilei
Give the Cesar crowns and arches,
Let his brow the laurel Irvine;
would scOrn senate's triumph,
Triumphing in love like thine"
But what do l see before me-a
Southern facet No, indeed. 1t is as
unlike the Southern type as possible
Those eyes might have caught their hue
from the azure of the North, and that
face have been moulded to its outline in
Ionic airs. The brown hair is gathered
back from broad, high brow-"Beulah
Bentons" brow-revealing too the deli
cate shell.like ears. The eyes Of deep
grey-blue are winsome, even pathetic in
expression. The nose just touched with
aquiline, the mouth which nature made
to be very sweet, has grown little curt
in the upper lip and is slightly sour in
and about the corners; yet with the
simple white robe and the rose at her
throat, you see the portrait of u lovely
woman. Then this is Augusta Evans, q
Southern woman, who in her intellect
ual qualities represents no type Of
Southern womauhOod, and who stands
alone amid them all. This is Lady Beu-
iah, who has said 80 many unbearable
things that she has proved herself to be
precisely like all other Southern women
in her passion aud prejudice, however
much she may differ in the texture of
her brain. This is the very Lady Beu-
lah who wrote in early days Of the war
that she cleaned, loaded and praCtiCed
on her pistols as she had formerly done
on her piano that before the rag of ab-
clifton Aoated over Mobile the hated
Yankees would have to slaughter I'll
! thcir men and then pass over the dead
bodies of all their women. The true
yet hated flag, again waves over Mobile
and Augusta Evans is still alive as also
are quite number Of other Mobile la.
dies
This is the enthusiast, Beulah, who
wrote In her MaCaria of the schools and
palaces Of art to which the daughters of
the South were to throng, when the
ConiederaCy was established on its "cor
ner stone OF slavery" and one race had
reached its highest exaltation by the
degradation Of the other 0, my Beulah
how can you, who study all things
doubt the wisdom which has brought
your dreams to disappointment! You
say that you have cover estimated the
civilization of the North, though it has
poured out ripest culture, generous gifts
and lavish kindness upon you. The
civilization of the South makes you d
Niobe upon your ruins to-day. The civ
ilization Of the North makes 1t prosper
Gus and powerful and great, only be-
cause one has denied and crushed, and
the other poured out its blood for the
humanity of man.