The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1874-10-16

Mr.. Gladstone, III discussing the ;ps
thetic uses eff Ritualisln, has these nm
complimentary allusions to the taste o
his countrymen and eountrvwomen
which will not increase the popularity
of the ex-Prelnier:
As a people we are, in the business ot
combining beauty with utility simon
larly uninstructed, ,unaccomplished. NAL
adroit, unhandy. If instances must be
cited. they are not far to seek. Consid.
Ger the unrlval2d ugliness of our towns
IN general, or put Englishmen to march
III a procession, and see how, instead of
feeling instinctively the music and svn-
Pathy of motion, they will IolI, and
stroll, and struggle; it never occurs to
them that there is beauty and solemnity
IN ordered movement, and that the in
struction required is only that simple in
struction which, without speech, Nature
should herself supply to her pupils.
Take again-sad as it is to strike for
! once at the softer portion of the species
the dress of Englishwomen. which.
apart from rank and special gift. or
training or opportunity, is reputed to
be the worst III the European world. and
the most wanting, alike in character and
III adaptation. Take the degraded state.
in point of beauty, at which all the arts
OF design, and all industrial production,
had arrived among us some fifty wears
ago, III the iron age of George ", and
before the reaction which has redeemed
mRny oil them from disgrace, and raised
some to real excellence.
But, indeed, in too many eases. our
repentance Is almost worse than our
transgressions. When we begin 10 i'm
DlOe the conception that, after all. there
Is no reason why attempts should not be
made to associate Beauty with useful
ness, the manner of our attempts is too
frequently open to the severest criticism.
The so-called beauty is administered i'm
portentous doses Cf Ornamentation some
times running to actual defOrnity.
Quantity is the measure, not quality.
nor proportion. Who shall now com
pete with the awakened Englishwoman
Tor the house of hair built upon her
nead, or Tor the measureless extension of
her dragging trainl Who shall be the
rival OF some English architects plaster
ing their work with an infinity of pre-
tentious detail in order to screen from
attention inhannOnious dimensions and
poverty of linesl
II foreigner had said but half that.
AN ATTEMPTED OUTRAGE-On Thurs
day evening of last week, when Mrs.
Wisler was on her way TO prayeT-meetIng
on Fremont street, she was met by a
fiend who put one hand over her mouth.
and his arm around her waist and threw
herln the gutter, placing his knees on
her breast. Her screams attracted the
attention of Mr.. Cunningham, who was
passing near by, who at once ran to her
relief On his approach the villain made
his escape. In the struggle her face was
cut, scratched and bruised. The perpe
ira er was reckless villain, it being
Early in the evening near several dwell
ngs, and not far from two burning street
lamps, Cold lead in this world, and
hell-tire in the next ought to be his pun
shment. Mrs. Whistler was so badly
alarmed that she cannot give a descrip-
ion of the wretch, consequently he is
It large.-FoStOTiG ReCei1C.