The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1878-10-16
For the Hartford Herald.
An Old Maids Views.

1t always astonishes me when take
realizing sence of the facts that | am
an old maid. Why, you will scarcely
believe II when l confess that once
had lovers by the legion, and offers
were as numerous as hirtations are now
days. / was always in love. don't
remember the time when l had not
some Willie or Frank to dream about
and write love letters to; and as |
donned my long dresses, some Charles
Augustus was sure TO keep my thoughts
employed until another, with greater
destinations superseded him. You
need not imagine ! regard them now.
No, indeed My life is a pleasant one.
No husband TO flirt with other mems
wives or young girls, and breaking my
heart. No husband TO cali me my
love" in company, and "old brute" at
home, or TO growl at milliners bills, or
extravagant wardrobes, or looking at
me, wishing | was as handsome as
Mrs. Morton or Miss James. No hus-
band to wish my eyes were as divine
ly blue and my hair as charmingly
golden as Katie's, over the way. None
to cast sly glances at pretty girls,
throwing them kisses when my back
is turned, or to marvel how he ever
came to marry me, when there were
so many handsome women IN the
world. If am i'll, none to wonder
how mourning would become him, and
if he should be obliged to have an ex-
pensive funeral. No husband thinking
what a Jolly widower he would make,
and how eager Jennie Miller would be
to marry him, or how gladly Flora
Wilson would lift up her bewitching
brown eyes, and promise to be his.
None to iondle his moustache before
The mirror, and think how every one
must pity INN, -uru regret [gtrls es-
pecially) that so handsome man
should be bound TO so plain looking
woman. No husband to he watching
me continually TO see if 1 fulfill my du-
ties rs wife. Thank heaven, no! l
am a free woman; / do as / please, 60
where | please. Old Neither Hubbard
had her dog, Dame Crump had her
pig, and have my cat, an intellectu-
al animal, too-one that has more in
telligence than many children. Tabby
and | enjoy ourselves in a rational
manner. She never speaks a cross
word, neither do l. Tabby has quiet
temperament, and we never quarrel.
! often hear people explain that old
maids are gOssipers it is not so! /
don't care if Mary Jane has stolen an
other girls beau. never felt interes-
Ted in the price of Susan's new bonnet
or Jennie's silk dresses.
do not wonder that Mrs. Carlton
should he so extravagant, or Miss
Carlton should firt so much. What
do | carel Tabby and l occasionally
remark upon the stupidity of certain
persons, but we do not mention it out
of our own family. My cat is not
communicative, neither am L.
Yesterday | met one of my old iOv-
ers: once he praised my eyes, my lips
the beauty of my hair, the freshness of
my manners, and professed to love me
but he met a prettier girl, and | gay
er fellow. SO we parted. He is married
now, has a cross, faded wife and seven
children. He looks old and weary; l
felt sorry for him ; but smiled at my
folly in ever wasting one thought up
OH him.
Would l give up my pleasant life of
an old maid Never! My hair is grow
ing grey, but don't use the hair re-
restorative. My face has some wrin-
kles in it, but don't use the Bloom Of
Youth. My fingers are not white and
soft and dimpled, for l don't battle
them in cold cream and wear old kid
gloves. / don't tear out my hair with
crimpers. / don't have to wear eye
glasses and pretend am near sighted.
/ never wear long trails that sweep the
ground for half mile. am not un
der the painful necessity of squeezing
my hand in No. 8 glove when sew
ems is my number nor do pinch my
feet in little shoes, until existenct
seems a burden. l don't have to sing
Italian ditties in languishing manner
to some sentimental youth with wax
ed moustache.
1 can look at gay young man, anC
he does not flatter himself that | an
dying for love of HIM. 1 cen 60 t.
church and listen to the selmOn, no
caring for the stylish bOnnets ant
handsome dresses OF my neighbOrs.
can enjoy my friends success and rich
es, feeling no envy. Day or night m.
mind is at ease. take society as
find it, and float serenely down tn
stream of life, to the bourne fror
whence travellers do not return to teas