Weekly Calaveras chronicle., 1867-10-05
AVOWALS OF a FLIRT.

DOEn Ilrt mat II was Win GlECu!ty sEe
resisted the temptation to coquette even
nov with men much older than herself.
= She said Every girl Of Imagination
and sensibillty VIII dirt at the first OPP
portunity Her doing 50 is a favorable
sign. Men don't like one Of our sex
when they think We won't firt. Tell
them Virginia, or Harriet, or Della is a
is a desperate coquette, and they want
to make her acquaintance at once.-
They are already prejudiced in her ia
vor, and she has a decided advantage
from her reputation.
l don't think l was ever very hand
some Or particularly clever q suppose
she wanted me to contradict her, thoGgh
did not. but knew I was attractive
to men. They really annoyed NE with
their attentions and admiration. They
we're always falling in love with me
without provocation or encouragement !;
and l was actually obliged at last to wed
poor Mr.. Simpson (Mr. s. died five
years ago from too much Delmonico-
in plain parlance, from govt in the
=tomach) to rid myself OF the importu-
nifty Of suitors and overcoming dee,
larations.
The secret of lny interest-my ad-
mirers called me fascinating-was my
Irritation. [ was known everywhere as
l tiirt, and men of vanity, who had been
successful with our sex, came to con-
quer Il e, only to be conquered How
DO you think [ won them Z"
81 have 70 idea, madam"
Would you like to know %
''Feminine confessions are always Of
interest. When I was priest, a CEN
tury or two ago, that part Of my sacre-
dotal lie was always welcome"
''Well, then, | made men love NE by
inducing them to believe they were low
able. Some of them were as uninter-
estins as ichneumons and still they
left me with the impression that they
were the most charming creatures in
the world
q thought you said they became
enamored OF you because you were a
firt."
so they did. But I was able to be
firt only because l hattered every
body that came near me, md did it so
ingeniousIy and delcataly that they
never dreamed [ was saying anything
didn't entirely believe.
"Why, madam, it is womeu who are
won by tlattery, not men. Don't you
remember the words of the poet,
/ The frnaest purpose of q woman's heart
To well-tim'd artful fiatt7ry must yield
Every well, indeed, sir. You men
are convinced of the power of fatterv
upon US, but do not suspect us of using
your weapon against yourselves. Hence
our success. When we cover you with
fulsome pride, you fancy it IS the Bias
of cur affection for you. Therefore you
deem US persons of taste, discrimination,
appreciation and character, and all be-
cause We have told you what glorious
fellows you are"
"Pshaw, you couldn't make men Of
sense believe such stuff You have an
unfortunate experience of our SEX
You appear to deem Us all coxcombs or
fools"
"Aren't all men a little foolish about
women %
81 hope not. Nen who are foolish
about your sex are the greatest simple
tons in the world"
That's mistake, sir. I know better
than you, for l have lived longer. |
might be your mother Men who are
not foolish about women, are foolish
about much worse things. [ imagine
you have made yorr sex q study, and
you havn't learned anything about them,
believe me. [ wanted to tell you what
might benefit you. When you write
another novel, make the heroine not
beautiful or fascinating, but an adroit
fatterer, and YOU will not need then to
90 out of probability to find your femi-
nine wonder'
"Well, what does all this amount to,
madam ? What are your conclusions ?"
"Conclusions! The idea Of asking
woman such a question! We don't
have any conclusions You might as
well look for a syllogism in a woman's
heart"
"What do you desire to teach me
from all this p
"That men never understand women
thoroughly, while women understand
men by intuition; that re are conscious
of all your deceit, and art, and fattery,
while you never guess cur thoughts or
fathom our feelings"
Anything more ?'
"That you write out, at your earliest
opportunity, what have said to you for
the enlightenment Of stupid men ana
the corro5oration of my statements by
my own SEX
Il will do SO, madame, II You like.
Intend to write letter from this
place. Shall l embody yoar ;lIumina-
tons? p
"Tes; for I think it high time men
got some notion Of the manner in which
We rule them. la, ha. they fatter
themselves that they are our tylants,
but they are willing slaves. - Cor.
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