The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1890-03-12


am too fond Of girls to Join in whole
sale condemnation of them, let them do
what they may; but would really like
to ask them il they do not think they
might be more careful, not so much OF
what they say, as Of how they say it.
For instance, the other evening, heard
from the lips of a beautiful girl, repeat
eddy, the exclamation: "By Jove"
l knew that she had brother at col
lege, and l inferred that "By Jove"
was one Of his college catch words, but
1t was in the worst possible taste, as the
excrescence Of speech, in the boys Sis
ter. am not justifying him in its use,
for think it is more elegant for every
one, as we'll as safe, and according to
Scripture, to garnish conversation with
no explosives, and to be limited to plain
affirmation and denial: "Yea, yea, nay,
nay" But an Objectionable phrase GER
tainly sounds worse in girls talk, than
in a boys. lawfully, fearfully, stun
ningly," and the like have an italic eff
feet, and a girl would do we'll to avoid
them.
81 perfectly hate Mrs. G. I detest
her. She's meaner than an Indian
squaw" said Gertie Manning of lady
who had offended her by some harmless
popularity. Translated out of girl
superlative into plain vernacular, this
meant only that Gertie did not espe.
cially like Mrs. G, and preferred to be
in some other lady's Sunday-school
class, and that, for some reason or other,
she thought Mrs G disobliging, "mean''
in girl-parlance. standing for variety
Of disagreeable qualities.
Girls are very apt to be sweeping in
their assertions, simply because youth
is intolerant, and apt to be crude in its
judgments, and less gentle and patient
than maturity. For this reason, If I
were girl again, would cultivate the
habit of reserving my spoken opinion.
/ would wait little, and defer, ever SO
much more than used to do, to the
opinions of my elders and betters. The
habit of italics, in speaking, is partly a
habit springing from temperament, not
always a matter Of disposition or OF
thought. The impulsive, impetuous,
swiftly-moving nature brings to every
act of life greater force than the slug
gish, phlegmatic opposite does. But
nothing is so delightful as enthusiasm
held in leash; the hasting, hurrying,
sanguine temperament restrained by
gentleness; and in no way can this most
desirable charm be gained, except by
daily thought, daily self-discipline,
daily vigilance. There is no danger
that your speech will be colorless, dear
girl, or that your spontaneity will be
lost, if you study to be tranquil, even
dignifed. Try the plan for the mex,
few weeks Of never talking in italics. =
Margaret e. Songster, in Interior.
Our Pet bird.
We call him Bobby. Johnny found
him when he was hardly fledged out
He was cuddled close to big rock in The
wheat field and crying as If his little
heart would break. just as you would
cry If some great giant should burn you
home and kill your dear brothers AM
sisters. That was what happened to thi
dear little robin. Some cruel boy had de
stroyed the home nest, and killed all tn
robins but this one. He had slippe,
away among the wheat.
He was alone, and cold, and hungry
so Johnny brought him home. He 500
grew to be very tame, and ate the brea
and egg which Johnny gave him, readily
1t was easy to teach him tricks. An
now, while the winter winds blow cold
and the snow whirls against the win
dows, we have great fun with Bobby.
He will kiss us very prettily, but if
stranger offers his mouth for kiss h
will nip his lip with his long, sharp bill
He will sit on mammals shOulde
for an hour at time, softl
singing pretty song, but If she begin
to eat an apple, and does not offer him
bite, he will tweak her ear sharply.
Sometimes he will not let her sew, tr
will fly toward her, seize the threat
and pull it out of the needle before sh
can take stitch. No matter how man
times she threads it, he will not let hi
sew until he is tired of the fun. He wi
climb tiny ladder, then fall down an
make believe he is dead. He will ''sin
for his supper" when we hold up an
dainty and tell him to sing for it.
He will play ''hide-and-seek." b.
we generally let him hide, because /
pulls our hair when he finds us.-Litt
Men and Women.
"A son of Erin was passing through
, BARNARD in our town, Marlborough
where a cross bull had just been di
horned; the bull got the best of Pat ar
rolled him in the mud. He wiggled Of
and grabbed the bull by the tail. The
had circus around the yard for son
J time. when the farmer, hearing Pat
cries. ran out and cried: "What is IL
i matter? The bull can't hurt you, he
dishorned." "Yis," said Pat, ION va
end. and be jabers I'm thankful to y
: honor that We didn't dishorn his tall"
: Exchange.