The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-05-01
THE PERFECT MAN.
A Woman's Talk With Null
doom, the Great Athlete.
HEALTH AND HOW TO KEEP IT.
Boys Destroy Their Bodies smo king
Cigarettes, and That's why Girls
Look So Much Better.
A Woman in New Y ork Sun.

A Woman in New ork Sun.
She had been to church. As she walked
home she looked up and saw Muldoon.
From the very beginning women have
liked big men-men who are physically
big-and when they. by some accident. do
care tor little men its ten to one the brains
are big. To every woman, and woman is
at heart an uncivlized creature, there is
certain pleasure in the knowledge that
man can, if he wants to. kill you with
blow. The woman who has not had this
sensation is the one who has cultivated the
original woman out of herself, and is busy
searching for fresh emotions. Consequent
ly, Hercules is to a woman more beauti-
full than Adonis, and if she admires man
who mentally is strong, thousand times
more does she care for the man who can if
he will govern by physical strength, and
become what Swinburne calls king of
Pain" You can't deny this nor explain
it. but it's true.
The church-going young woman who
met Mr.. Muldoon was inquisitive, and she
made up her mind that she was going to
get some points on bigness and beauty
from him; So with the audacity of the fox
terrier, the dog of the day, she asked: -
mr.. Muldoon, what constitutes a per-
fectly made mani"
Zone whose neck, biceps and calves all
measure the same.'
1t was a bit impertinent, but that is the
prerogative of a woman, and so she asked:
"Do yours?"
And he quietly answered, Eyes"
Then she inquired: "What is the rea-
son, as one walks in New York, one no
tees that the women are larger, look more
healthy. walk better, and. from physical
standpoint, are better specimens than the
menu
'Well," said he, 1.-THE trouble begins with
the care of the boy when he is a little
chap; everything here is sacrificed to the
cultivation of the intellect, and the small
boys physical condition isn't paid much
attention to. You see the sons of rich
men who are weak, miserable specimens,
killing themselves with cigarettes, smaller
and less strong than their sisters, and hav-
ing no strength physically. A good many
of them are towards. Train boy morally
and ply sically first, and his brain will re-
spond when you call ON it.. Train the
brain at the expense of the body, and you
have just such specimens of manhood as
you laugh at.
'Then, too. you have got to teach boy
to throw away those vile cigarettes. There
is hope for a man who smokes cigars or q
pipe, but for the cigarette fiend there will
be no room in the hereafter-even the
devil himself won't want him. The smok-
ing of cigarettes seems to take all the de-
cency out of man. He'll puff the smoke
into anybody's face; it doesn't seem to
make the least difference to him whether
it is that OF a lady or q tough. Now.
man will tell you that he is so years old,
that he has smoked forty years, and that he
is as strong and well as anybody else Is
he? Wait until he gets bad spell of ILL
ness; then he will discover that he has no
reserve force-that if there isn't anything
absolutely the matter with his heart, that
1t isn't quite as strong as his doctor would
like it to be. l believe in making boy
strong and well, morally and physically,
then letting him absorb all the knowledge
he can: but don't believe in wasting a
five thousand dollar education on a fifty
cent boy"
"The English boy knows how to fight ?"
Eyes, he gets dose of it at school. and
he goes on learning how to use his fists,
the implements that nature gave him for
protection until nine times out of ten he
is a tirst-class boxer. The reason English
men used to be afraid to fight Americans
was that, knowing they didn't use their
hands extensively, they always thought
they had a pistol or knife some place
about them, and to my way of thinking
the man who carries weapon of that sort
is coward"
Just then the inquisitive one, when he
said hands" looked down at his, and to
her astonishment saw that they were
smaller than the average and extremely
we'll kept. Then she said:
''Mr. Muldoon, when you get a man
down, and are looking him straight in the
eyes and know that you have him almost
in your power, what are you thinking Off"
II am thinking only of one thing, and
that is, where l can best get hold Of him
and how can best keep him where want
him to be-"
Then he was asked: How long have
you been an athletep"
''Since l was Is years old, and am now
Al. l weigh 2l5 pounds in my clothes; 205
In lighting trim. or, as they say in the
South, in the buff. After l was IS years
cid | allowed myself to gain ten pounds,
because after that age think man needs
little more flesh. l have never used to-
bacco and l don't drink.
What do | think of women? To be
quite honest, | am q little afraid of them;
they are not as trustworthy as horses or
dogs. What kind of a woman do l like?
like womanly woman, a woman who
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loud. l like woman whose face is clean,
not all daubed over with rouge and pow
der. | like q woman who has a little bit
of consideration for man, and who while
he is willing to give her devotion and love,
is ready to return it with affection and
kindly thoughts.
But do you want me to tell you what
is killing half the population of this coun-
try?"
The inquisitive one said she did-she was
q seeker for knowledge.
at is the vile air that is in the cars,
boats, half the houses and hotels, and in
all the places of amusement. You get IN a
parlor car, and there is one person in that
car an invalid, or woman, who
insists on having all the ventilators
closed, and you have got to sit, possibly
sleep, in that foul air, breathing in the dis
eases that everybody else has. If they
would spend less money on making car
handsome and more on making it health
full, there would not be half as much
wickedness as there is, for when men and
women are thoroughly well there is not
much chance of their going wrong"
But about women?"
Il think there are a hundred good
women to one good man, and where a
woman makes a mistake il usually is the
fault of man. 1t is perfect nonsense,
however, shooting such creatures, as we
have heard OF lately. They ought to be
caught by the nape of their necks and
tossed out of window and left to get
along as best they can"
Tell me about that little darky that
goes with you and boxes?"
''0h, you mean tine Picaninny; well. he
really did come from ole Virginny;' he
was the son of a coon OF mine who died