Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1874-02-15
WlDOWERS.
A Fascinating Set-The IIOmeIIest OF
Them Can Lay Gut n bachelor.

Them Can Lay Out a Bachelor.
They wear weeds upon their time
worn bats. They wear sanctimonious
countenances. They are easily distin-
guished from other men by reason of
their subdued and solemn air, and their
tender consideration for sweet young
girls Of sixteen or thereabouts.
They are usually quite anxious to
marry again, and are seldom unsuccess-
full in their various matrimonial endeav-
ors. They know how to handle woman;
they understand her whims and capri
ces; they are posted with regard TO the
exact location Of the vulnerable cor
ner in the heart, and they be-
siege this tender spot so assiduously
that they rarely fail to effect con-
quest.
Widows are particularly fond of wild
overs. They even prefer a sec0nd-rate
one to frst-class bachelor. l can ac-
count for this upon mother theory than
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 belonging to household economy
and domestic felicity; while widower,
from mlOngpreviousp practical Experiences,
can Immediately attend to the satisfac-
tory performance of these things with
out a long course Of severe mental dis
oiu1ipa or 1,buSiool 4,.aininO
know a young widow myself. She
is a tall, elegant and warm-hearted
woman; she is dignifedinher demeanor,
pleasant in her manner, cheerful in her
conversation, and stylish in her attire
She has pearly teeth, red lips, a pair of
tender, bewildering eyes, and a high,
intellectual forehead, sUrmounted by
a wealth of waving hair. Her hands
are soft, smalland slender, and she pos
sesses as provokingly pretty pair of
little feet as ever peeped out from under
the folds of a 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.
managed by some maneuvering to get
hold Of that white, soft, small and slen-
der hand of hers, and l said in nv ten
derest tone:
Mrs. Brown, do you intend to marry
again."
"Sho," she said.
E.NNl,- l,r.r rr,,, J., IL -
Perhaps" she archly replied. IF
l can only persuade some rich andhand-
some widower to have me. l wouldn't t
think of marrying any other kind of a
man. ia sooner take IN washing"
am a bachelor | haven t mentioned
the subject Of matrimony since. Imade
up my mind, that in her regard, l was
not unlike many of the manuscripts my
publishers return to me marked, mot
exactly available"
So it is with the widowers everywhere.
No matter how homely they seem, they
have the very best of everything, and
all they want Of it. They can sleep
serenely while some tender woman
mends their torn garments and darns
IANlA NdObtlt tu SOthS, anu lHC4pAAS tttOLc-
lOr transfxes his thumbs (his fingers are
al thumbs) In futile endeayors to make
his wardrobe presentable. A widower
has only tolook at "a woman and hint a
and he is accepted without a
word of protest, murmur, or sign.
l know an old widower who Is now
living with his fourth wife, most lovely
and estimable woman, who is nearly
gone with the quick consumption; and
L know of a dozen fascinating females
who are alarmingly profuse in their ex-
pressions of sympathy for him, in the
matter Of prospective bereavement, l
trust that they are prompted IN their
words Of pity by motives Of pure phi
lanthropy. These disinterested women
viii be a great comfort to him, poor
man, when she is gone.