The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1874-02-26
WIDOWERS.
A Fascinating Settle HomciieSt OF
Them Can Lny Out n Bachelor,

WIDoWERs.
A Fascinating Set The H0mciieSt OF
Them Can Lny Out Bachelor
They wear weeds upon their time
worn hats. They wear sanctimonious
countenanccs. They are easily distin-
guished from other men Ivy reason of
their subdued aud solemn air, and their
tender consideration for sweet young
girls of sixteen or thcrcabouts.
They are usually quite anxious to
marry again, and are seldom unSuccess-
ful in their various matrimonial cndeav-
ors. They know how to handle II wo-
man they understand her whimS and
caprces; they are posted with regard
to the exact location OF the vulnerable
corner in her heart, and they besiege
this tender spot so assiduously that they
rarely fail to effect n conquest.
Widows are particularly fond of wild
overs. They even prefer a second-rate
one to first class bachelor ! can ac-
count for this upon no other theory than
that they find it a laborious and difficult
undertaking to instruct the uninitated
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 long previous practical expert
enccs, can Immediately attend to the
satisfactory performance of these things
without long cOuls3 of severe mental
discipline or physical training.
| know young widow myself. She
is tall elegant and warm.hearted wo-
man she is dignitied in her Gemeanor,
pleasant in her manner, cheerful in her
conversation, and stylish in her attire.
She has pearly teeth, red lips, pair OF
tender, bcwildering eyes, and a high,
intellectual forehead, surmounted by a
wealth of waving hair Her hands are
soft, small and slender, and she pos
sesses as p1ovokingly pretty pair oi
little feet as ever peeped ont from unlel
the folds of IL dark dress. The othel
night we happened, somehow, to be to
gether. We sat side by side in the
front parlor, having 1t 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 slcn.
der hand of hers, and said In my ten
dcrest tone:
Mrs. Brown, do you intend tc
marry again ~
"Sho," sho aid.
"Why, how you talk
"Pcrhaps," she archly replied, "iE !
can only persuade some rich and hand
some widOwcr to have ME. | wOuldn
think of marrying any other kind OF
man. I'd sooner take in washing.
! am bachelor. haven't mentiouc'
the subject of matrlmony since. ! mad
up my mind tnat, in her regard, | wa
not unlike many of the manuscripts m,
publishers return to me marked, "No
exactly available. ="
so it is with the widowers everywhere
No matter how homcly they seem, the
have the very best of everything, an
all they want of it. They can slee
serencly while some tender woma
mcnds their torn garments and darn
their tattered socks, and the lone bache
lor transtixes his thumbs (his finger
are all thumbs) in futile endeavors t.
make his wardrobe prescntable. a wild
over has only to took at a woman ant
hint proposal, aud he Is accepted with
ont word of protest, n murmur, or
sigh.
| know an old wldower who is nov
living with his fourth wife, IL mcst love
| " and estimablG woman, who is ncarl
gone with the quick consumption an,
| know of dozen fascinating female
who are alarmingly profuse in their ex
pressions of sympathy for him, in tn
matter of prospective bereavement.
trust that they are prompted IN thei
words OF pity by motives of pure phi
lanthropy. These d;siuterosted wome
will be a great 2omfot to him, poe
man, when she is gone.