St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-10-07

A little st. Paul girl, III conversation
with a grown-up friend, gave fOrcible
illustration last Sunday night of the
fact that the one radical change in nat
ure which this alleged revolutionary age
displays is to be found in children. Said
the young lady, whose dresses reach
Just below her knees: MY mother has
no sense of pOliteneSS whatever in her
treatment of my friends. She frequently
comes into the room where some OF
them are, and she tells them to go home
that | have to practice. 1t is very
notifying, and while was still under
her control she made me suffer great
deal in this way"
After having placidly intimated that
she is no longer under parental control,
she went on to say: Il don't think my
mother understands me at all. When
she slaps me | have to laugh-it is so
absurd for her 70 fancy that she can
change my opinions by any such
means"
During the course of conversation
some reference was made to death,
whereupOn the young philosopher re-
sponded with jest that brought an eX-
preston of mock horror to the face of
afraid of DEATH" she said, replying to
the expression her light remark had
produced: 1T is something we all must
come to in the end, so why not laugh at
it now?'
Her method of managing her lovers is
certainly novel, and may be a welcome
suggestion to older girls burdened with
popularity. Il haven't any sweetheart
now she explained; Il never do have
any in the spring or fall-Only in the
summer and winter season. You know,
one must have some time to rest. Yes
terday Frank and | were counting them
up, and Eve had twenty-five beauX and
been engaged twice. That is more than
May - has done, and she is fourteen
two years older than |"
The young lady'S ability to express
fine distinctions a litterateur might
envy. Her attention being called to a
woman with tlOwer-like face, she gave
the opinion, "She is beautiful-nO, not
beautiful, but dehcately pretty; l have
never seen truly beautiful woman"
The most staggering however, of her
various qualifications is her power of
perceptiOn-her keen insight of ones
character. She sat critically surveying
q woman peSsimstically inclined and
without warning remarked, Il don't
think you enjoy life"
"What makes you think that, pray
tell?''
Il don't know. but you look as though
nothing interested you, and as if you
find yourself the most tiresome thing of
ALL"
Does not this clever young analyst
furnish good grounds fOP the belief that
one of the numerous coming George
EliOts is going to spring from st. Paul?
1t is a bit crushing to feminine re-
speciality to know that its intact
virtue, instead of filling the souls of lost
women with envy or remorse. moves
them sometimes to pity. At faShiOna-
bic dreSSmaking establishment on st.
Peter street, one day lately, wealthy
and respectable patron told Madame
plainly that she objected decidedly to
being Obliged to wait in the same room
with ladies of the demi-mOnde, and
limited that she must take her work
elsewhere unless the line of morality
was drawn at such persons by at least
a screen or curtain. a well-knOwn
demi-mondaine CHANGED to OveThear the
conversation, and when Madame went
from it into her presence, she laughed,
and said cOmpassiOnately Poor
thingl the devil himself could not make
her anything but respectable with such
a face. Her nose alone will take her
clean to heaven"
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Who will say this is an unchriStian gen
Grafton? One young woman was heard
to say to another in Il ear yesterday,
''DO you know | have just been told
down town that Mr.. Blanks wife is
dead. Isn't it awful?'
II suppose So" came the reply,
''though for myself l can always see
the hand of Providence in the calamity
that makes handsome man a wild
over"