Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-03-23
Is It Harder for Them 10 be Good Than
for Those Whose facas are
Not Their Fortunes
Tbs z, 'iue snd Evils If 5esu'y In
Won an-The BesutIful Woman
Queen in Her Domain.
Depreciation Z Pret'iDssa Insincere-Per-
soBRl BesA y one OF the most
Powerful a Womanly Charms.
ln.nvri, .hted, 1855. }

" charms is not to be denied, however
disproportionAte to the ectusl value Of
the gift may seem the pop, nlar estimate
The bestowal of 1t is whit ut regard to
volition or merit in the reI 'pient; the
withdrawal in spite of both. .horalistsI
early And lster, have battered O, !slnst II
as they might Asssil the rampant hesd OF
the Serpent that Is to nruise the &sel Of
man.
nBeauty is vain," prosed the Royal
Sermonizer, the while his heart claVe In
love to the fair Egyptian princess whc
led the train of beauties selected, by COM
petitiYe examination, from Moab, Edcm,
Ammon and Zidon.
"Beauty is but skin deep" "Haud-
some Is as handsome does" "FOols are
led by the eye, wise men look deeper"
and dozens Of other salvOs 10 tas homelY
(who would be handsome il they eouio),
have in them smsck OF depreciation of
Prettiness as insincere as It is futile. The
very men who sneer at "doll-fsces," all
ed-and-white and china-blue, are the
surest victims to the dolls attractions.
Miss EdgeWorth, in her eVer-delightful
uMoral Tales" which have nothing
stupid in them bayond the title, tells how
priagish Mr.. MouHtague-''of very
good family and fine fortune"
after the ballroom episode OF Lady Au-
gustas' rudeness to Helen Temple. who
had Inadvertently put on old shoes sat
down by Mrs. Temple, and without i'm
mediateIy sdverting to anyone, spoke
with indignation Of coquetry, and la
mented that so many beautiful girls
should be spoiled by sffectstion."
IIt they be spoiled, should they bear
all the blame?" said Mrs. Temple. "If
Young women were not deceived into
belief that affectStion plesses, they would
scarcely trouble themselves to practice 1t
so much"
HDeceivedr" said Mr.. Montague. "But
is anybody deceived by PERSONS saying
II have the honor to be, madam, your
obeiient, humble seIvAnt7'"
Five minutes later, when Lady Augusta
laws "the whitest hand imaginable" on
ais arm to insist that he shall not "plsgue
himself any longer" with looking for her
scattered pearls, the demure sp!nster-
novelist continues:
"Whether Mr.. Mountague's sober con-
tempt for coquetry was at this moment
the prevalent feeling In his mind, we can
not presume to determine. We must
only remark that the remainder Of the
evening was devoted to Lady Augusta.
He sat beside her at supper, and paid her
8 thoussndH omy liz en- s, (which Helen in
vim endeavored to persuade herself
meant nothing more than-'I am, madam,
your obedient, humble servant"
The incident belongs to no peculiar
time and place. The principle illustrated
holds the world in closer clasp than unity
OF tie race. Forever, and in every
cline, "beauty draws us with a single
hair" An atom Of sense, simulated
CLEAN Of Of sensibility in pretty woman,
goes further with the sterner sex than
MArtinesu's brains, Fry's great heart OF
burning love for the distressed.
And we women know it SO WE'LL
Riquet with-the tuft, Hildebrsud, Prince
Charming; the glittering line Of knights
Of olden time, the emulous throng who,
noWSdAye, worship mindless, soulless,
wordless divinities, need not parade the
truth before cur eyes. For the
gift that wins love at sight
that makes 8 womsn during
the blossom time of life the delight of al
eyes that feast themselves upon her;
gift with which the intellect Of goddess,
the wealth of Cleopatra, without Cleopa-
trS's face and form, cannot vie-Women
whom the world calls successful would
barter all Of fame and years Of existence
De Stael blushsd like novice at praises
Of her personal appearance; treasured
snd repeated compliments paid to her
hands and eyes, as might n uulearned
village maid; In her mad love Of beauty
married de R9cca, whs had nothing else.
Margaret Fuller espoused OssoE cut OF
gratitude for suit which implied per-
sopal attractions in one who "hsd found
no other woman whose mind
was comparable to her own"
Charlotte Bronte's belief in
what she calls her "uglinegs," WAS actual
humiliation; the same feeling made
George Eliot nervously sverse TO sitting
for her portrait or seeing any likeness of
her ruggedly-squiline features. These
are Yves knesses unworthy Of the great
names have cited2 Alb! but they testify
eloqusntly TO the value Of the untransfer-
able birthright Of Oesuty passionstely
coveted by those to whom Fortune grant
ed what sober judgment decides are
richer isvors.
It is an axiom that q beautiful woman
deserves no credit for The accident that
gave her regular linesments and exquisite
complexion, symmetry of figure and
there fore, be indifferent to the posses |
sion. When men turn to stare at her in
crowd, she should be humbled, not ex-
alted, that the exterior OF the casEet wins
homsge due to the mind. Compliments |
to her persen should be scorned as al |
most insulting TO her understanding. Her
face painted on Dresden plate would |
receive the same class Of plaudits. II
reality, however well she may disguise 1t, |
she gives her external loneliness ten
thoughts where she spares one to the har-
monious expansion OF mind and chsrac-
ter. IN ali that tends TO the best devel-
opment Of this inner self she is handi
capped from her cradle. The
testimonials Of appreciation her
palmer comrades must win by study
aud psinstSking, fall to her naturally.
She looks so pretty when naughty that
she is more likely TO be kissed than pun
ished by parents and guardians. To
"make eyes" at tutors and governesses;
to substitute pleading smiles and be-
witching little moues in lieu Of demon
strstion at tie blsckbosrd; to coax
pocket money from papa, new gowns and
parties from mamma by looking her
pEettiest, besome second nature before
she enters upon the systematic iascina-
ton which traneiorms besux into lovers,
and is to be her chief aim and end until
she relUr' recognizes the fact that
her ch6e MS are on the wane. Madame
Recsmier found 1t out Of herself.
"When the boys in the street ceased to
turn to stare st me, knew sll was over"
she says, philosophicAlly.
The professional beauty-I use the
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