St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-11-25

~j(i, III The English woman saw
HlL,N the little gaucheries she
S,H .NN>Wc committed, saw that she
IN X NM Twas bubbling over with
@h N,Mf 1.-THE youth that comes not
NJ, W II only from scarcity of
w. nj years, but from purity of
"a We air and new world, saw
that she was different
~ from her, and, therefore.
like the average Pharisee, concluded
there could be nothing good in her.
A French Estimated
The French woman didn't say much
listened. After while she said: ''What
beautiful feet and hands these Ameri-
cans have!" Then little while after
that she said, "Ah, all these Americans
are dressing better than we do; they are
taking the best of our milliner'S crea-
tons and the best that the English
tailor gives, and they look well on the
street and in the evening also" Then,
soon after, the French woman sat down
and began TO talk to the American one,
and she confidentially told the man she
loved this: DO you know that these
American women have not only our
quicknesS OF wit, but the English ability
to keep quiet when they want, and
they are the women of the future"
This is the French woman's dtciSi0n
boiled down to a few paragraphs. but
nevertheless she keeps on writing pages
upon pages about the American woman.
After one of US has read her articles we
give look at the glass and say: "HOw
far-sighted these French women are"
What the American Woman Iss
For my own part, don't consider the
American woman the creature Of the
future. l regard her as the individual
of the present. She is healthy, wealthy
and wise-enough. We don't want her
to know too much-the nation objects
to 1t. We like her as she is, without
one plea in favor of dress reform, or
gantly proud of her when we see her
contrasted with other women. She may
be a bit like lily of the field, toiling
not, nor spinning. but when she is, it is
because the American man considers
it his greatest pleasure to have
lily in his establishment and
to admire it. When she does
toll she does it in about half the time
that it would take the French woman,
and, if it is question Of money MAX
ing, can do more in one day than the
average English woman could in year.
| don't believe in her having to make
money. l belong to the association that
believes in the cuddling-up-close-to-a-
g-taken-care-0f but my
heart does beat bit quicker when /
think how an American woman can do
it If she wants to. She has lovely de-
termination to ''get there''-and she ar
rives on time. 1t is simply and abso-
lutely, blissfully beautiful. That sounds
exaggerated to man, and l don't
know whether those are adjectives or
ri l,c h,,f h1,xr hot I
and therefore do their duty in lite.
A Modern Society Play.
There are some things in this world
to be more than thankful for, and one
is that the general American woman
doesn't write plays; exceptionally she
does, and they usually die d saddened
sudden death. The reason l am glad
she doesn't write plays is because she
doesn't in this way expose what little
ignorance she may have to the public at
large: she lets the men commit them
selves III that way. l saw play the
other night that mad been talked about
for weeks; about which l bothered and
fretted for fear the masculine element
who was going to buy my ticket
wouldn't get Inc near enough, and after
that play l went home and put my arms
around my fox terrier and thanked the
of that drama. 1t was supposed to he a
picture OF the society of to-day, and it
was really picture of society that
wouldn't have been tolerated by cow
boys.
All the men wore huge dance cards
and pencils as big as policemen's bilIies
hanging on the lower button of their
waistcoats, and they referred to these
dance cards with exceeding glee. The
cast entered somewhat after the man.
ner OF the old nursery rhyme:
Here we come two by two,
Dressed in yellow, pink and blue"
The women all sat on one side of the
stage and the men on the other, the
sheep and the goats being divided.
Then. when young man was intro
duced to young woman, | qulvered
with delight, for l thought that it was
going to be something after this fashion,
Judging from the surroundings, "Say
Name. let me introduce my friend
Gawge," and that Name would raise
her eyes and say: He amt no gentle
instead of that they said MIR. Temple,
Mrs. Billingsly." and soon after that
somebody said, 'Are you going to
hurch this evening?' and all could
hlnk of was the inimitable way in which
DiXey asked, "Been to the sOciable?
Real oysters in the stew"
AS a Woman Sees 1t.
Men who can write strong plays and
good plays, and who know very little
bout the rules of fashionable society
had better let it alone, for the mistakes
bee ONE ludicrous and queer any play.
L hen. too. don't you think people ought
to look little like the characters they
represent? In this affair the gentle
man who was supposed to have done all
the mischief, to have Wronged young
woman and basely fled, didn't
look capable of doing any,
thing more wicked than tax
ing an egg phosphate and wiping his
feverish brew. The audience firmly be-
lieved that the dead-and-gone young
woman had made fool of him and he
hadn't done anything wrong at all, that
he was physically and mentally in
capable of 1T. Then the heroine
had a mouth that reached from
Dan to Beersheda, and nose to cor
reSpond.and she was continually spoken
OF as being beautiful beyond express
sion. When the wronged man was
dying, she was permitted to sit down
and sing some sort of a lullaby to soothe
him in his last moments and add to the
anguish of the audience. The mistake
All ouO pay WAS Iilal bieV OugnG 10 nave
used the lullaby first and the pistol
afterward. That soothing song would
have knocked over any wronged man
and the pistol would have been used eff
fectively on the young woman. Oh. it
was a night when was thankful l was
woman.
Felt sorry for anybody? Well, can't
say did. Either the seeing of many
plays has hardened my heart. OF think
that somebody. some censor of social
affairs ought to be called III to give
glance over the play before the public
are invited to witness it as an exponent
of society manners. The theater ought
really to be school of good manners
that is. to say, when the so-called society