The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1866-10-18

visible caller at your Miss Browns,
tomorrow. You would see what you
tCouJd see. And If you only knew
half as much as her mother does, you
would find this young lady to be, in
stead of perpetual delight, perpet-
ual nuisance to have around. That
the wit which, in society, has just
enough of the mildest possible acid
flavor to make it sparkle, at home be-
comes vinegar touched with caustic.-
And you would be altogether willing
to take your oath that she has a fine
command of language--in more ways
than one. For she puts her good
temper in box, along with her wa
terfall, both to be worn together.
What disagreeable humbug is that
giggling, simpering, lisping creature
who uses superlatives and utters little
screeches when she is talking to gen.
tlemen. Whether she is parrot or
monkey 1 know not. But it is so
shamefully easy to see that her compa-
my giggle, like her pearl powder, is
only put on the outside. And you re-
member the lawyer who pleased you
so last week. Such jolly man he is,
so eloquent, so witty, so wise, and
with what elegant manners, too! He
makes you think of courtly Sir Walter
Raleigh, does he? Ask his wife. She
can tell you that he IS surly as bear,
q tyrant to the children, and utterly
careless of anybody's comfort but his
own. Also that in lieu of the enter
tanning speech which delights all ears,
at home he rarely opens his mouth
from morning till night, unless it be
to growl. This is your Sir Walter
Raleigh.
Doubtless it would be an unforgivable
insult if you should hint to the meek
female, or to Miss Brown, or to the
: polished gentleman, that they were all
three consummate liars. For Miss
Brown plumes herself upon her per
: feet frankness, and the polished gen.
tleman believes that if there is one
unmistakable thing Heaven has called
him to do, it is to exhibit before adj
miring multitudes an honest man,
r. and that man. himself But he is a
great liar for all that. No mortal de-
claims so gallantly as he against the
sin of hypocrisy. But he is a great
hypocrite for all that And l am
afraid we are all more or less tainted
with it. Because the world is so very
full of girls who giggle and simper fol
T. outsiders, while they are coarse and
ill-mannerly in private, of gentlemen
who are heroes in public and doggish
at home. My ever beloved Stanislaus,
King of Poland, says further: 81
cannot comprehend how deceit is SO
cried down, and at the same time SO
common. 1t is a subject for wonder. y
Why cannot people learn that exactly
at home is the very place where all oul
patience, our good temper, our polite.
ness are needed the most? Are refined
manners and becoming dress pleasant
abroad and disgreeable at home? L
so, then indeed we may cast aside
every trait of civilization which dis
tinguishes us from the Digger Indian
and appear in all our naked savagerN
. before the ones who, whether deares
h. to us or not, are of certainty neares
to us. Experience has proved to eve
ry one of us that it is far harder to liv'
smoothly among persons with whom
we are thrown each day, than will
those whom we meet but now ant
then. That machinery which is il
of constant use needs constant oiling t
er make it work without creaking, or il
Sc truth, to make it work at all, and tn
'e far more complicated wheels withi
wheels of household require all ou
Y, self-lubrications of kindliness, gentle
o. ness, courtesy, and good temper, :
er run their daily round without jar.
re Oh! if we wheels could but remem
10 Der this; could but make our compan
= manners our home manners; coul
le but practise bit of our made-up pc
'e likeness on "Our folks" and neithe
~ snub our little brother nor scold ou
s. little sisters could but show our ow
v, fathers and mothers and all father
: and mothers somewhat of that respet
III and Difference we know so well ho'
w to use when it suits us, think thu
y, old age would not be as dreary an
eh lonely as it is. There wouldn't be s
ne much straining backward of achin
II, eyes after glimpses into the Enchante
de Land of Youth. And old women an
On men could look forward and backwal
MS with no shadow of regret for the r
isV turnless days of that golden time.-
ST. TSat. Eve. Post.