Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1873-12-23
For the Spectator.
Male Flirts

Male Flirts are a detestable class of bastard
y and unprincipled villains-the descendants
which Judas left when he s0entto has o0n place.
They should be hurled from society-scorned
by man-spurned by woman. Much precious
time they spend each day in paying their de-
rours to the looking glass, and adorning their
''outer man." Exquisite mustaches curled and
perfumed Shirt bosoms immaculate Foppish
cravats ostentatiously adjusted Bosom-pins
located to their satisfaction Hankerchiefs
sprinkled with cologne Primrose, or buff kids
excruclatingly glove the soft white hands, aohose
touch IS pollution. They simulate the outward
habitudes of society, speak with prdcticed in
tonation, and bow with aoeN studied grace !; yet
they are no more gentlemen in thought and feel
ing than is the tinsled actor who struts the
boards the monarch his costume would bespeak
him. Robbers all, by profession Every fiend
ish passion rankes in their souls Fiends incar-
nate, going about seeking whom they may de-
vour." They recount their female conquests
as exultingly as Indian warriors poU aooao over
their scalps, thus glorying in their own shame
The plaques of Egypt be upon them. The
mark of Cain The blasts of Sirocco Theirs is
perpetual hell on earth the fagots and brim-
stone Of whose flames they, themselves, have
piled a., d lighted while from the heaven of
love and all its joys, they have forever excluded
themselves
| They need not attempt to justify themselves,
or to stand upon the ground of their fancied
merits, when they are brought in guilty before
God by his Interchangeable law. ,1hich as holy,
Just and good. No evasion no subterfuge, no
plea, no excuse, no assertion, no supposition,
no hope of theirs can alter their case, or i'm
prove their condition, or screen them from the
just displeasure of Him oohose acrath as as the
roaring of a lion. 1t is God ike to ''love our
enemies !" and behold woman, instead of arm
ing herself with iendsh vengeance, clinging to
her satanic betrayer with disinterested devo-
tedness that pierces the ''amber crest, and par
takes of attributes Nesting alone beyond the
stars" She closes her ears to whatever is ut
tered against him, and blind to his faults,
though as palpable as Egyptian darkness, she
is sedate, subdued and broken-hearted. Her
affections writhed by disappointment, her fond
est hopes forever blasted A shadow of suffer-
ing lies on her broad forehead, and fingers far
back in the depths of those dark, bewildering
| eyes, which mirror forth woman soul, pure
and loving. She finally sinks into premature
grave, leaving her likeness in the picture gal
lery OF her betrayer's remembrance. Though
she may have long been wandering with angels
in the green fields of heaven, her face, form,
yea, the very tones of her voice, will haunt him
all along the dusty walls of his hearts fortune.
His lite is drear one-a wasted land, unwa-
tered by the clear streams of life-giving verdure.
The BETRAYED has the glory. the betrayer the
gloom. o, young man! thou who hast not
I thus sinned and suffered, 'act we'll your part,
there all the honor lies." ''He that would love
life, and see good days, let him refrain his
tongue from evil, and his lips that they speak
no guile.
Poor, dsconsolate, misled woman No shell
tering place has earth for thee, where the chill
wind of sorrow does not blow. Then like the
wounded and weary dove, futter with the bro
ken wing of hope to the arms of Him, who is
"a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief"
Thy sorrows, troubles, cares and tears will soon
be ended and thou wilt sit under the mild, ev-
er-loving scepter of King Jesus.
In darkest scenes when sorrows rise,
| And press on every side
The Lord will still sustain thy steps,
He still will be thy guide.
IT. W v