The New Orleans crescent., 1868-08-23

The Round Table of this week has a Saturday
Review article, from which we take the following
exusct:, STu1fETT2 7TEiEo-1-
The gushing girl, then, IS To be thin and addicted
to moonlight, which always arouses in her a teu-
dency TO bssk and 10 swell with unutterable
thoughts, TO gaze hxedly on some bright particu.
lar star. TO sigh profoundly and to quote largely
from some very sweet poet, Lslls RoOkh being
usually preferred-'' Ineyer loved dear gszelIe "
etc. Sunset. also, has on the gushing girl re-
msTksble effect; and twilight she adores. The
hooting owl, the chipping kAtydid. the swooping
bat, all the innumerable sounds of summer even
ing wrap her soul in . sort of celestial ecstasy.
and generally lure her into fresh fields and pas
lures new OF unquoted and lovely verse Of the
most melancholy description, wherefrom she com
monty derives great consolation and cold in the
head. AS we have intimsted, she Ia partial %
poetry, without, however, often venturing within
the sacred precincts Of composition; though
almost always che has friend, q sweet femsle
friend who writes the loyeliest poetry you can
possibly imagine. Novels she reads, OF course,
but only those Of very luRubrious description.
where everybody is indescribably miserable for
three volumes. and the hero and heroine are salts
factorly killed at last, locked IN each others
arms. Yet with all this tendency to the melsn.
cholic in literature the gushing girl is rather good
humored in her ordinary wOrkday aspects, Is
rather happy than otherwise in her domestic re-
lstions and is usually bIest with a most intrepid
appetite.
II to other women a new baby is q we-sprng
Of incOherept pleasure, TO the gushing girl 1t is
perfect fountain OF idiOtic delight, pluugng her
into an absolute epilepsy of ADMIRATION until she
fairly foams at the mouth with deriOus eulOgistic
nonsense. In much the same spirit she makes it
point 10 fall head ears In love with the fat
and rather uninteresting tenor, and raves wildly
about the handsome but not embarrassingly intel
lectual trsgedian, and has photographs OF him In
all his principal characters; does her thinking or
whatever mysteries she may substitute for think
ing, in the most exaggerated superlstives aud
liz hvnprhnla ic n a
and within an hour after introduction will have
gushed forth 70 you the entire story Of her woes
snd dsappontments, by her yearnings and aspi'
rstiors. She is a weak, clinging flower, she tells
you, torn and crushed by cruel batss, and she
comes TO you for comfort and protection, which,
If she is pretty as she not unfrequently Ia, you
are 10th to give her. II she sings it is always
some plsiDtiye little ballad OF despair and death
10 q minor key, like Fair, fair, with golden hair,
under the willow she's sleeping" and she plays
occasionally with much feeling aud freedom
etherealized and very much mixed up version OF
4" The Dead March in Saul" But she greatly pre-
fers the harp TO the piano, because il is q
much more romantic and so much more pa.
rOnized by the poets, and because, as she
sits by it with back flung curls and up.turned
brow, she has the opportunity OF comparing
herself TO St. Cecilia; or to one Of those
very wiDRy musical sefsphs of religious art.
Lovers, Of course, sbe has in plenty, because
every one who takes her tancy-and every man
does who is at all dark, and has any pi ietensions
10 De cOnsl0ef60 q gOOO looking persOn-ls DTlsky
elevated in her fervid imagination from a desirable
and possible to an actual sdorer. Whether he
cares for, or even knows her, is matter of the
purest indifference; all the same he serves her
purpose Of setting the frame whereOn she shall
shape her fantastic ideals. When the actual lover
does come ard the edge is little worn of the
novelty, he finds her not very different from other
girls in a similar predicament. and she is amazed
to find the all.impOrtant question settled in the
most common place way imaginable, without
single vow OF any alusiOn to two hearts, ETC.,
two souls, etc without so much rs suggesting
single appropriate quotation. From this amaze
mept she never fairly TecOvers ; and from the day
OF her marriage, or at least, from the end Of her
honeymoon, her gushing days may be considered
fairly over.
or, at any rate, the disease takes a different
form. On her babes and her husband usually
overflow the surplusage Of her emotional utter
snces, and moonlight and weeping willows are
| held If very little account. That is, if her mar
| risge be happy; if not, she commonly develops
| into that peculiar type of marital querulOusness
whose chief JOY in life consists in mpartlng to the
world what trials ones husband and children are
| and what meek and accomplishing martyr one
| is altogether. The gushing girl who doesn't marry
| is the smiable old maid whom everybody knows
with spit curls and the sacred memory Of lost
love. she reads poetry still, but quotes it less,
takes Gre al interest in the amatory ntanglemens
| of her younger friends and Is generally just as
| Jolly and charming old maid as one could wHh
10 have Take her all in all, from first 10 last, the
gushing girl is by means the worst of girls, and
her ILL balanced enthusiasm is certainly preferable
70 ii at we'll bred indifference which can iud time
in the midst of a proposal TO estimate the amount
| of q lovers probable income.