The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1892-05-05
is impertinent with spectacles. She
wants To inoculate you with knowledge.
She thinks she is cultured when she is

merely impudent, and she is calculated to
freeze lemonade into ice cream if she sits
by 1t long enough. 1 have heard of Bos'
ton men marrying, but I have never
heard of Boston women doing it. Tothem
unbelief is a sign of the higher educa-
ton, and love and all its sweet and noble
actions perfectly silly. suppose they
enjoy life. I wouldn't vouch for this. If
ever they do break loose they become
perfect avalanches, and during Lent scrub
the Church steps for the sake of religion,
and afterwards almost publicly caress
some we'll known lion in the name of art.
The Plymouth Rock presses heavily upon
them, and it seems to have squeezed out
the sweet syrup of womanhood and left
in its place the sour vinegar Of semi
knowledge.
About the New York girl like her,
but I don't love her. She is kind, anus.
ing, and daring. Her kindness, however,
is often the result of policy, and therefore
one must not value it too much. The fit
of her gowns commands your respect, but
you would rather she would not devote 80
much time and thought to them. She
can entertain man better than any of
the other girls, but it's too apt to be any
man and not just one man. If she marries
che makes good housekeeper and she's
stunning" wife. don't like that word,
but it's one that must be applied to her.
She talks so we'll and 80 much that half
the men in New York look like fools be-
cause she won't allow them time to prove
they are anything else. She is not afraid
to discuss anything; she gets in the way
of talking things that are not quite nice
entirely as matter of course. She will
not hesitate to tell you about some man
who's awfully mashed on married wo-
man, and she will laugh heartily at
Southern girls look of wonder at the ex.
istence of such things. She is a good
mother in way. She dresses her chill
dren sensibly and sees that the drainage
in the house is correct; she doesn't be-
lieve in cuddlipg them if they happen to
hurt themselves, for that happens to
strike her ss nonsense.
She hasn't enough gentleness. There
are a few old fashioned words that will
never apply to her. Ore Of them has
been much vulgarized. It "high toned"
Think it over, and you will see exactly
what it means. Now, she's not that; she
is too low in her tone, and there will nev.
er como to her that perfect elegance of
manner, carriage, and richness of heart
that was meant years ago when this word
was used. like her, >but I couldn't, if
I had some great sorrow, lay bare my
heart and expect great sympathy from
her. If I wept bitterly because of my
grief, the Boston girl would aualyze my
tears for me, and think that what had
come to me was not real grief, but only
the natural succession of events The
Western girl would put her arms around
me and say, "My dear girl, you will only
make your nose red, and your mourning
dress has come aud is perfectly lovely"
But the Southern girl would lean her face
close to mine, hold my hand, Look at me
with eyes full of sympathy, ray nothing
yet make me feel happier. Oh, dear oh,
dearl What lot I've said about girls;
but if you don't like it blame what Marie
Janson said ard tie sight of Henry Wat
terson's daughter forit. BAB.