The Russellville Democrat., 1892-02-04

young ladies they are in some schools too frequently subjected tc the gaze and criticisms of public as semblages. The studied exhibition of their scholastic attainments in arts and sciences to the admiration of the many and the criticism of the few, is often thought to be necessary as an incentive to study and appli. cation. I have seen classes of young ladies (the writer among them) stimulated from year to year by the ever present thought of a grand display at the coming exhibi- tion. The flower wreathed stage, the grand concourse of people, the graduating trousseau, the shower of bouquets, etc, keptsevery emotion alive with false ambition. Those grand gifts of honor, truth and faith lose their value in their eyes because from their nature they can not be displayed. A young lady with the various graces of mind and heart-her spirit adorned with all the lasting charms which wise culture imparts-will shrink with instructive modesty from the rude gaze and empty ap- plause which greets each display. Neither knowledge nor ignorance can be concealed. The beautiful flowers which bloom and exhale their sweet aroma in the lovely gardens of this city are much more fresh and sweet than when exhibited in the market places. The sparkle of the diamond does not gather its beauty or brilliancy from the coronet from which it emits its effulgence. The merest paste imitation may be made to sparkle and deceive, but ere long they will be cast aside as worthless. cannot close this article without referring to class of people that infest almost every town. And in the absence of a better name 1 will denominate them the "they savers. :" They prowl around like midnight denizens of the forest, seeking whose fair name they may devour. They are midnight assassins of character, whose daggers are hidden in velvet sheaths. Their oily tongues are sharpened by invention until they are ready to hold a grand banquet on the fair name of the innocent. And who are theyi Their name is legion, seeking for victims in every portion of this fair land where the heart of humanity throbs or the ashes of mortality find 2 resting place. In conclusion, who Is there among the many grand women of the nineteenth century that will come forward bearing the banner of truth, honor, sincerity and love and call for an improvement in our present code of social ethicsg Who will erect an altar of honor, simplicity and faith and call for vota- ries at her shrine! Who will be the first to introduce the purity and modesty of the days of our grand mothers, when deceit and treachery were unknown in social lifei Who will try to teach our young ladies to strive to merit commendation, but not to elicit it; to deserve praise, but not to seek it; to be worthy in all things of admiration, but never to elicit fattery. The beautiful stars that come twinkling forth one by one to adorn the curtained vault of heaven, shine on in their glory, un- mindful of the worlds admiring gaze. We are all standing at the great anvil of time, in the mighty workshop of human strife, and with the magic hammer of fate we are forging the chains of life. In this chain
 There are links of mirth and sadness,
 Of love, and hate, and strife,
 Of pain, and sad heart-longing
 All forged in the chain of life
 o, mystic chain and wondrous,
 This link that we forge in thee,
 Are steps in the ladder leading
 From time to eternity.
 Mrs. Emma Ringo, in The Arkansas
 Democrat