The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1884-05-08
An Island Of Pretty Women.

The grass grows green and rank and
the perfume Of the rose fills the air even
in the b.eakest days Of the bleak au-
tumn in the little Sea-encircled para
disc, writes a correspondent from St
Helier's, on the Island of Jersey. There
are hundreds of beautiful lanes
winding among the valleys and hill
sides, with trees on either side growing
50 close together that no sunshine can
ever penetrate through the interlacing
boughs to the hard, smOoth-beaten
track beneath; miles of white, shingly
beach, on which the sand is rs white as
sifted flour, and is left by the receding
tides as hard as cement; quaint little
tarm-hOuses embowereI in sweet smell
inc shrubs and flowers, and acres of
mOOrland that are covered the year
around with helotrOpes, petunias and
margueritcs. A blue-gray sea rises and
falls around the island forty-two feet.
''~weet little Jersey DEAR old st.
Heller $" is the afectionate way in
which the people here speak of their
island home and its chief town of 3d.
OOJ souls. st. Helier's is a queer old
place. Its streets are narrow and
crowded. Massive earthwOrks and
miles of masonry crown the hills about,
and render the place apparently i'm
pregnable against the foe.
The channel islands, and particularly
jersey, possess much of interest to the
stranger, but the browning glory Of
Jersey is the beauty of her women. For
general COmelnesS they would readily
be awarded prize in any competition
OF fem nine grace. Rare, creamy com
pleXions that would put the bloom on
the peach to blush, figures made grace
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rather strongly cut features, eyes Ike
aloeS, and lustrious black hair, the girls
met on the streets Of st. Heuer's seem
to the stranger the personiication OF
womanly independence, beauty and
maidenly reserve. The soft white m SITS
that wrap the island every night
from SHUTDOWN to sunrise give them
carnatjon checks. The toll that
brings with it the active, healthy
body is due to causes which
viii enlist on the side of these women
the sympathies OF true manhood. It is
because OF the woeful dCarth of men i'm
Jersey that the women do al the work.
Where YOU meet one man in these
tOrtuOus streets of st. Heller YOU meet
ten women.
Out among the green farms this dis
proportion of the sexes is even more
painfully apparent. Inc heaVY, I'M
calmly carts on the country roads are
almost without exception driven by
women, and handsome women, too.
Groups Of cherry-cheeked girls may be
seen in the wayside orchards, some
picking apples from the trees. others
straining at the rude cider-presses. The
little fields, with their luNuriant growth
of turnips, cabbages and bogas are all
tended by women, while the blooming
flowers in the hOusc-v yards show in their
rich variety the evidence of woman 5
care and attention. None but women
are to be seen in the big public market
of ST. Heller s-women buying and
women selling. What men you see are
either too young or too old and de-
crepit-boys who have not started out
in life, or old sea-captains who have
come home to end their days. smelling
of salt cod and fun of "reminiscences of
stormy voyages to BucnOs Ayrcs, to
Australia or through the China seas. -
n. !. Times.