The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1885-01-22
WHOLE No. S56.
Woman's Devotion.

My son, | am panied to learn that
yOn are becoming somewhat cynical in
your views concerning the natural tend
encirS aud qualities of wOmankind in
general. Remember vonr mother was
- woman. The only thing can rerol-
lect at all derogatory to her blessed
memory is that she was too GOV with
rod and household boot-iack. The mt
ural consequence is, You are rapidly
running to seed, and fast becoming y
fit subject for condemnation by all
members of Your mothers sex. Your
mother was good woman, but she
just escaped being a perfect mother
when she held her hand aloof from the
bump of your self-esteem.
1t is a wonder to me that the Lord
don't permit the spirits of departed
mothers to come back to this realm Just
to shake the nonsense out of their Off
spring, or paddle them with the pro-
verbal golden slipper.
YOu sneeringly remark. in the casual
manner akin to your class, that wo-
mans devotion is q sham. You also
add that the greatest devotion of wo-
man is laid upon the shrine of fashion.
Now, my young limb of the sidewalk
posture, YOUR mother was a lady OF
fashion. l cannot say that she wore
out your fathers patience teasing Tor
sealskln sacque and fOrty-tiollar
bonnet. L have no recollection of this;
still, she may have done so.
Once, | well remember, you got into
street fracas and had your Grecian
nose demolished of its pristine line of
beauty: You ran to your mother; she
applied twenty-dOllar lace handker-
chief to staunch your life blood. when
ten-cent towel would have sufficed.
She didn't stop to question the cause
OF the fracas. No; but she ruined that
elegant bit of lace in the utter aban-
donment of maternal instinct and moth
erly devotion. The genuine cause of
your nasal organs disaster was-you
tried to walk over poor little street
Arab, who proceeded TO do You up af-
ter the style set down in the volume
known as ''The Manly Art OF Self De-
fence"
That, my son,is sample of woman's
devotion: Il specimen of effect without
going beh nd the returns to get at the
cause.
While You are burning the midnight
gas, busily eagaged with the henis-
pherical worries on a grcen-baize table,
there : light in !; sensible girls par
lor not burning for thee. One of these
days you will open your eyes to the
fact that the lusiy-limbed mechanic got
the deadwood on YOU, also got the girl
you Thought YOU had, sure pop. a tc,.
he's gone and married her, you'll lug
around a big lump of misanthropy and
swear that woman's devotion is all a
myth.
Boy, you've got to come down from
your perch. There are too many ofthe
prime articles, homo sum, floating
around this part of the globe, for wo-
men to yearn after such game as you
are. You must drop this vapid ignis
fatuus of your foolish brain and buckle
down to biz, else you'll get left when
the cake OF domestic bliss is passed.
woman's heart just gushes foun-
tains of pure devotion. If YOU don't
receive some of the pellucid drops it's
because you are proving by your daily
comings and goings that you are only
worthy of an existence which is euyir-
Uned by the cold walls and chilly sheets
of poor old bachelors prescription
IL. S. Keller, an Cdm6ridge Tribune