Elizabeth daily monitor. [volume] (Elizabeth, N.J.) 1868-1880, 1869-03-18
THE IMPOSSIBLE WOMAN.

THE IMPOSSIBLE WOMAN.
Calmly looking on at the unseemly
controversy now raging between the
sexes, and gathering from the current
literature what man expects from wo-
man, we fear there is nothing in store
but failure on the one side or disap-
pointment on the other. In the first
place, the being that man describes as
helpmeet for him is not to be found
on earth-was not found in Paradise,
amid the innocence, freshness and
beauty of the first creation. In early
ages of the world sons of God became
enamored of the daughters of men !;
the reverse is now the case-the sons
of men are aspiring, in theory at least,
to the angels of heaven. The impossi-
BILE woman, that every man seeks for,
and no man ever finds, is an angel
not only perfect being, but a com
pound of all perfections. She must be
richly lowered, but know nothing of
the value or vulgarity of wealth she
must be young yet have all the wisdom
of age; beautiful, yet totally uncon
scious of her charms prudent, but not
penurious modest, but not prude ;
clever and accomplished, but innocent
and unassuming she must have brains
but not in excess her intellect must
always remain exactly five degrees low
er than her husbands, so as to avoid
the inconvenience and confusion that
would naturally ensue if hers ever rose
point above his, and unhappily al
lowed him to feel for an instant an I'M
comfortable sense of inferiority.
Such is mans idea of perfect wo-
man, and with such he might drain to
the dregs the cup of human happiness /;
but, failing in this, he is poor, disap-
pointed creature, wounded in heart,
soured in disposition, and tossed like a
direlict ship to and fro on the ocean of
life. We are not now going into mans
merits, nor disputing his rights to such
a partner, if he can by any chance
meet with her. We should be first to
offer our congratulations on SO felici-
tous union, and pray that this even
balance might be preserved to the end
of their days, and, when their final
hour approached, that death itself
might not divide them. We simply
assert that no such being is to be
found-that this impossible woman
does not exist. The immortal soul of
man yearns after the beautiful, the
good, the true and suffering. sad hui
manity answers him with sorrow, weak
ness and imperfection. He feels that
virtue, after all, is the right thing and
if he cannot have it in himself cannot
just live up to the mark that he ought
to attain to-he thinks it highly desira-
BILE that some one should He can en-
Joy the virtue that is achieved by prac.
tice and self-denial in another, and in
some incoherent way expects some part
OF the blessing to fall on his head and
attend his steps.
Doomed to disappointment, he would
cover his own delinquence by heap
ing reproaches upon woman. oa.r ri
Many man starts upon his wedding
tour with the firm conviction that an
angel is his travelling companion-that
he has found the impossible woman
who has condescended to cast in her
lot with his, who regards her idol with
blind admiration. But, even in the
midst of the bridal feast, how often has
a mans hand written on the wall,
weighed in the balance and found
wanting" and the man upbraids the
angel for not possessing qualities that
never existed save in his own distorted
brain ! Putting then, the impossible
woman aside, let man, with due eau
ton and prudent regard to consequent
ces, seek the possible, looking first for
warm heart and clear head, and as
much ability, beauty, youth and
money as he can combine with them !;
let him keep the heart warm by love
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