Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1873-12-25
About WidOwers.

Ihey wear weeds upon their time
worn hats. They wear sanctimoni-
Gus countenances. They are easily
distinguished from other men by rea.
son of their subdued and solemn air,
and their tender consideration for
sweet Young girls of sixteen or there
abouts.
They are usually quite anxious to
marry again, and are seldom unsuc-
cessful in their various matrimonial
endeavors. They know how to han
die a woman; they understand her
whIms and oaprices; they are posted
with regard to the exact location of
the vulnerable corner in her heart,
and they hesioge this tender spot so
assiduously that they rarely fail to
effect a conquest.
Widows are particularly fond of
widowers. They even prefer a sec.
Ondrate one to a first-class bache
lor. l can account for this upon no
other theory than that they find it a
laborious and difficult undertaking to
instruct the uninitiated bachelors in
the mysterious arts and rudiments of
hooking their dresses and performing
those other necessary and essential
acts and duties appertaining and be-
longing 10 household economy and
domestic felicity, while a widower
from long previous, practical expert
nm cd; Eoi, Al
satisfactory performance o! these
things, without long course of Sc
we're mental discipline or physical
training
know young widow myself She
is tall, elegant and warm hearted
woman; she is dignified in her de
meanor. pleasant in her manners,
cheerful in her conversation, and
stylish in her attire She has pearly |
teeth, red lips, pair of tender, be-
wildering eyes, and high intellectu-
al forehead, surmounted by a wealth
of waving hair. Her hands are soft,
small and slender, and she possesses
as provokingly pretty pair of little
feet as ever peeped out from under
the folds of dark dress. The other
night we happened. somehow, to be
together We sat side by side in the
front parlor, having a confidential
chat all by ourselves The house
was so still that we could hear the
very crawling of the cockroaches in
the partitions l managed by much
man@uvering to get hold of that
white, soft, small and slender hand of
hers, and l said in my tenderest
tone:
"Mrs. Brown, do you intend to
marry again?"
"Sho," said she. "Why, how you
talk" "
"But do you, now really2"
"Perhaps," she archly replied. "If
can only persuade some rich and
handsome widower to have me.
wouldn't think of marrying any other
Kind of a man. I'd sooner take in
am bachelor. / haven't men
ioned the subject of matrimony
iince. l made up my mind that in
Ter regard, 1 was not unlike many
If the manuscripts my publishers re-
urn to be marked, mot exactly
valuable"
So it is with the widowers every
Vhere. No matter how homelY they
re, or how sanctimonious and mel !
ncholy they seem. they have the a
cry best of everything, and all they t
7ant of it. They can sleep serenely |
7hlle some tender woman meDds s
heir torn garments and darns their t
altered socks, and the lone bache
Or transfxes his thumbs his fingers a
re all thumbs) in futile endesvors to
rake his wardrobe presentable. A l
Tidower has only to look at a woman S
nd hint proposal, and he is accept 4
d without word of protest, mur o
lur, or sigh.
| know an old widower who is now |
wing with his fourth wife, a most t
)vely and estimable woman, who is n
early gone with the quick consump "
on; and | know of a dozen fas b
mating females who are alarmingly r
rofuse in their expressions of sym
athy for him, in the matter OF his
bereavement. l trust fc
lat they are prompted in their words o.
+ pity by motives of pure philan- |
lropy. These disinterested women .
ill be great comfort to him, poor a
ian, when she is gone. p