The Princeton union., 1879-08-20
Femininities.

Femininities. ~a~'
! ''There was nothing to mar the pleas
ure of the OCCASION" she said. Her moth
er had remained at home.
We suppose when a woman has all the
pin money she wants she has attained
the pin nickel of her happiness.
The Susan 3. Anthony of Japan is
Kusanose Kita, a strong-minded female
who demands bread and the ballot.
A foreigner wishing to compliment a
young lady on her fading beauty, said
"You look like the last hoss of last sum-
mer.'' -
I'm the bright complexion of my youth,
I'll have no such word as pale" and she
reached for the rough box with the clutch
of an angel.
When woman challenges another
woman's vote in Wyoming, there is
scream, a rush, and $1s worth of millin-
cry is raked up and carted away.
The man who, wanting servant, ad-
vertised for a "middle-aged single woman''
doesn't understand why he has received
no application for the position.
We notice an advertisement for an sIce-
cream opening" We know of one be-
tween a certain nose and chin, that can
always be found without much difficult
ty.
Lovers are like ostriches They hide
their loving heads beneath the dim relig-
ious light of the back parlor and fancy
that the old folks are not after them with
a sharp stick.
mo girl gets along we'll without a
mother" says g moral exchange. This
maybe true; but hereabouts girls work
harder to get mothers-in-lawt than they do
to get mothers.
A Michigan lady writes, with rare
truth: :Under great sorrow or any great
trial we can be calm and brave, but it is
the thousand and one little vexations of dai
life that start the fret, and we fret, fret
until we hardly realize or measure how
much.
Mrs. Louis Agassiz and Miss Alice
Longfellow are among the ladies who
have been the most actively interested in
the movement to obtain the admission of
women to Harvard college. There are
s55 senior candidates and 375 junior ones
now undergoing local examinations.
why do you look so glum and cross,
William, whenever ask you to go out
with me to any party or theatre? inquired
Isabella. "My love, 'said William, 'athere
would be no merit in going were not
making an awful sacrifice of my own feel
ings. Permit me the pleasure of showing
that go only to please, my DEAR
Talk about the bravery of the sterner
sex. Do you remember the first time
you asked her. "Will you take my arm9"
While you trembled all over like the mar
ratlve of stump-tail dog, and experience
ed the sensation of having swallowed Ad-
ANS apple, what did she do? Why, she
took your arm as cody as she would eat
a pickle. ...
Minnie G. Ballard, in a tender lyric
just published, inquiries of whom it NAV
concern:
Would you love Inc as well, true-heart,
Had I 4 face less fair? . <. -
We dislike to say unpleasant things,
Minnie, but the chances are that he
wouldn't. Plain words are best and so
sometimes are women, but we repeat
that the chances are that he wouldnt.-
A buckle of cut silver or of pearl fast
ems the wide belt in front, or else there
is a mammoth bow quite as large as the
Alsacian bow that is worn upon the
head. The corsage bouquet is stuck in
the belt also, and is larger than at anv
previous season.
Talboys says he is afraid that it's all
up between him and Miss Rubilips.
She had three or four pieces of court
plaster on her face at the ball the other
night and he whispered to her that sui
phur and molasses was what his mother
always gave him when he had humor,
and perhaps it would be good for her
dry up all her pimples right off. Talboys
says she gave him such look, and he
hasen'tgot a sight of her since
Araminta was understood to be Il deli
cate eater. "Pa," abe would say, "what
is the use in my going into the refectory?''
She had been heard to mulmur in her
choicest grammar, "One wing of bird
is all l can possibly eat" Charles be-
lieved her to be ethereal. The expense
for food after they should be we'd, he felt,
would be inconsidcrable. 1t would be
embarrassing, even, to meet the butcher.
Would he send his little order. He
would dine in the city, but Araminta
she might not get even a wing. They
were sitting in the parlor together. The
door was ajar. It was now past her reg
ular dinner hour. The folks were away.
He had intended going an hour before,
but somehow he fingered. A step on the
stair without and a query. "WiIl yer
have your corned beef and cabbage now,
or wait till yer feller's gone"
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