St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-07-27

| York who keeps boarding ScnOOl Tor
! the education of coquetteS, and instead
| of walking on rose leaves she treadS on
| golden eagles.
| Seats at her performances are secured
| two years in advance, and to make the
application you pay handsome deposit.
| There are no graded courses of study,
no exhaustive examinations. no tedious
| memory lessons and no incessaDt,
eternal and intolerable smashing of
| piano keys. Aspirants for degrees can
| go to the Harvard annex. WOuld-be
grenadiers are directed to Holyoke and
| Columbia, and blue stockings are adj
yised to enter local high schools and
universities for intellectual force. Here
couuetry is tOstered and no secret is
made about it. either.
| Square shoulders are rounded into
| De Milo grace; flat SoleS are raised by
judicious foot coverings; high fore
| heads sheltered by kiss curiS; harsh
| voices lowered whole tone; angular
| elbows turned in; stiff joints loosened
and every symptom OF a strong mind
| rigidly suppressed. The pupil is sweet
| ened. softened and curved. She is
| carefully instructed to know nothing
| and to do nothing that will rob a grace
| or mar il smile.
| And does she pay?
Doesn't she?
Drop her in the village lane or quiet
| promenade of her native city, and see if
SHE is not gobbled up by the most prom
|. Using young lawyer or most prominent
bachelor in the town..
This is serious, angular old world.
|. Men are sick and tired of Shrewdness.
logic argument and brains. They want
to be amused. distracted. diverted. Good
sense is tedious after the market closes,
and the woman who talks profit and
loss, supply and demand, premium and
discount, in evening dress, in the moon
light or at d dinner. party, is night
mare in petticoats to he eluded at the
first turn in the lane. Change is rest,
and while we hate giggling we love CAB
BILE There is where the c0quetry of
woman wins.
| remember riding Ill an elevated
train behind a grizzly man OF fifty and
a breezy, chattS girl enveloped in f1ut-
tering ribbons. dreamy lace and the
scent of wild olives. who was pouring
society chat into her companions ear.
When a Iull came in her recital, do you
think he sighed restfully? Not biz of
it. His only remark was: Tell me
some more"
Coouetry is to the wine of life what
the sparkle is to champagne, and there
are women who can no more help being
coquetiSh than that delicious draught
can help bubbling.
A pretty lot OF nonsense, too, BROTH
ers preach against rice powder. curl
papers. lip rouge and sweet scent. 1t
! is a matter ofse6niment that these dear
protected sisters receive more than
| liberal allowance of home, while the
yeriest Dolly Warden i'll the set has her
filtof theaRlay, the dance and thetennis
| court. )
No, dear. straight-laced, prim- froclSed,
hair-brushed sisters, eoquetry is the
| very best Investment girl can make:
| The eoauette has a seat in the crowded
car. and receives the ciyilities that
make her glad she is woman.
| The coquette is helped over danger
| Gus crossings; her packages are picked
up and brushed when she drops them.
| The first place. at bank window and
| the first consideration in the shops are
| hers. The coquette gets the loveliest
| flowers, the most delicious candies, the
newest books and the latest prints in
| the market. The coquettes receive the
| idolatry of men, their hearts, their
| hands. their names, and finally their
worldly goods.
She need not make showcase of her
self, nor play the flower garden TO be
captivating. a girl can be absolutely
| irresistible in 15-cent cambria. limo
cence, youth, beauty. sentiment are as
sociated with a girl in white. Plenty
of men shrink from brocade and pasSe-
menterie as fabrics beyond their income.
but the white cambria, the white null,
the white anything is raiment that
| blots out arthmetical calculation.
| Thu onuuIttp may ,a as wise as Marie
/ Mitchell, Susan B. Anthony or Abigail
! Dodge, but she will never let man
/ find it out. She knows too well how
they hate things didactic. And sosShe
| smiles sweetly. talks gayly and lives to
! please. Here's luck TO the little CO.
| quette. Long may she wave and never
| Waver.