The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1884-01-17
BOSTON WOMEN.
A New View of Femininity at the
Modern Athens.

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with blending of Philadelphia quiet
ness and Partisan taste; they are affec
tionate as southern girls, without thei
vicious temper; they firt adorably with
out compromising themselves. Or any
body else; they are charming comrades
in maturers years, and, by their taste
and piquancy, keep their place with hus
bands. and sons after they have passed
into the region of neuralgia and white
shawls. 1t takes courage to assert such
an opinion in world of pretty women,
and it should not he given without rea.
son.
This picture is directly, opposed to the
! popular idea of the Boston woman-s
gaunt female in spectacles and bright
blue veil who has the plumpness and
complexion of dried Goldfish; prying
vieWy, censorious; who talks about the
"values of the indispensable" the "rela.
tivity of the perceptives, and the ICON.
jugation of the infinite" Unfortunately
she is not extinct; but, like the elk and
moose, she grows scarcer year by year.
Perhaps she has the reputation of being
the typical New England woman because
she is pervasive in society as oil of pep.
permint, and, for all practical purposes
of peeking and prying, one of her is as
| good as dozen. She it was who wor-
anxiety about damp shoes for healthy
| young people who gloried in being soak.
| ed by summer rains, and minded wet
feet as much as duck does the sand IN
his toe-nails. Her horror of good fare
| was unutterable as her dread of
heresy, and who prescribed 'healthful'
desserts of rice and West India molasses
| or corn-starch custard in place of mlnce-
pie and plum pudding. It was she who
instiIled inro your tender mind the
duty of being dutiful to your maiden
aunt, because she has a lot of money,
she'll leave you some.' 1T was she
whom heard say to young arthor
happy over his new book just out: II
s'pose you paid enough to get it pub
lisbed, didn't you?"-and to woman of
good descent, not SO rich as she might
be, who wanted the family coat of arms
copied for a relic: care you sure it
wasn't a livery coat instead of coat of
arms copied for relic, now?" For this
kind of creature couldn't omit the chance
of making brutal speech for any con-
sheraton, and held spite with rancQr
and canker you wouldn't believe. THIS
kind of q woman is the lineal descendent
of feudal malice and vice. She came of
and drove Quakers into the wilderness,
and is the unlovely physical result of
cramped distorted ways of. living, of sap
less, stiugy fare, cold, aguish bedrooms
in stutfy, smelly houses, the godiessness
and inhumanity of whose habits yet lin
ger in rank SAVIOR about their old beams
and plaster. Thank heaven, this happy
race is dying out between ''liver" and
There are two. styles o4tmodera Boston
girls. One style embraces a luxurious
sort Of damsel, rather dazzling in girl,
hood, with peacll-and creamy cheeks,
round contours, LIQUID glowing eyes, and
hair like black satin, apt to ripen into
sumptuous later beauty. 1t is odd, but
you will find more Of these large, glow
ing, imperious black eyes in and around
Boston than you will in any city Of the
south. It comes of a strain of rich, hot
cavalier blood, that is responsible for
most of the daring and the romance of
New ENGLAND stories, and g good deal of
the latter underlies the decorous surface
of New England To-Day, especially among
the old families. 1t is the romance of
seT-will and rivalry-there is little love
romance left in tile world. One dark
eyed, old-schoo! lady kno ", had fond
ness fora man who YVES in debt to her
own brother some thousands of dollars,
borrowed on his note of hand. After
the brothers funeral, while the rest were
at the grave, she hunted up the note
among the dead mans papers, tore of
the signature, and defed family in
dignation with the cool remark "There
was no use making q fuss about it." l
know of a woman with the profile of lib
erty on the coins, who, tired of her old.
over-fond husband, went off to the sea-
ow and the husband in briefvisits as her
uncle, actually married young second
husband out of q Boston family, and
lived within fifty miles of her old home
:" for two years before the trick was found
out. Then the hussy contrived to make
the first husband mortgage his property
and give her half he was worth before
he vas done with her. She had some
shameful secret of his money.getting in
her keeping, and this was the price of
of her silence. The wealthy old bach
elor, Ben Wright, whose ten or twenty
wills made such work for the probate
court, not long ago, was firm believer
in the divine right Of rich people to
please themselves. He had Partially
for pretty women, especially for one
gay young married woman, wife of q
stock broker, one of the neWt:people;
and when the doctor ordered him down
to Florida for the winter, what does he
do but write up to her family, asking
that she should be allowed to come down