Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1892-03-17

cause she wont allow them time TO prove
they are anything else. She is not afraid
TO discuss anything; she gets i'll tho way Of
talking things that are not quite nice en-
t'reiy as matter of course. She will not
hesitate TO tell you about some man who's
awfully mashed on married woman,
and she will laugh heartily at southern
girls look of wonder at tho existence of
such things. She's q good mother. in
way. She dresses her children sensibly,
and sees that the drainage in the house is
correct; she don't believe in cuddling them
II they happen 10 hurt themselves, for that
happens to strike her rs nonsense.
WHAT NEW YORK GIRLS LIKE.
She hasn't enough gcntleness. They are
apply to her; one of them has been much
yulgarizcd, it IL Enlightened; think it
over, and you will see exactly what it
means. Now, she's not that she's too
low in her tone, and there will never como
to her that perfect elegance of manner,
carriage and richness of heart that was
mean. years ago when this word was
used. like her, but | couldn't II had
some great sorrow. lay bare my heart and
expect q great sympathy from her. If
wept bitterly because OF my grief, the
Boston girl would analyze my tears for mo
and think that what had come to me was
not real grief, but only the natural sue
cession 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 morning dress has come
home and looks perfectly lovely" But
tho southern girl would lean her face close
to mine, hold my hand, look Mt me with
eyes full of sympathy, say nothing, and
yet make me feel happier. Oh, dear oh,
dear What lot I've said about girls,
but If you don't like IL, blame what Marie
IL mi hn utn,t.t - NT,t-
terson's daughter for it.
Did You ever write tract2 There seems
to be no end to the making of them, and
as to the givers of ihem-well, you can
imagine what state of enthusiasm they
reach when l tell you my entire French
library was, during my absence. Allied
with tracts by an impertinent old trump.
! sent them down to the kitchen range, as
| considered that the proper place for
them. Sill, If tracts were really personal,
there might be much good in them. Just
try writing out few to your friends, and
see how they work
Fancy one going to Chauncey Depew
entitled, Beware Of the dinner table, it
will lead you to the doctors.n
Fancy one going to Lillian Russell en-
titled, "Adore not thy beauty; think of
the sort Of SKULL thou wouldst make"
Fancy one going to Carmencita entitled
,Beware of the dance; thou wilt whirl
myself into hell"
Fancy one going TO Herbert Kelley en-
titled, Man beware of falling in love with
myself; thou art but flesh and wilt decav.n
Fancy one going to Grover Cleveland
entitled, Beware of ambition; by this
great kings have fallen"
Fancy one going to Senator Hill saying,
Take unto myself mate; ii is the duty
of man to increase and multiply"
Fancy one going to Ward McAllister say
ing, Thou soughtest glory at the kitchen
door, and yet even the cooks are laid out IN
collins
Nancy one going to jockey entitled,
He that pulleth his horse will surely ride
him to the land of damnation."
fancy one going to bookmaker enti-
tied, Thou art not straight in thy deal
ing The worm that wriggles will eat
| thee up
Fancy one going to pugilist entitled,
| "He that striketh out with the fist will
| surely be knocked under"
Fancy one going to Mayor Grant enti-
tied. s.rhou madest promises tending to
Glenn streets Dust thou art, and unto the
| vilest dirt thou wilt return T.
Fancy one going to fammany Hall enti-
tied, BE brave, be brave; be not over
| bravep"
Fancy one going to dressmaker en-.
titled, "Thou liar Thou shalt pay in the
! hereafter, in burning fire, for the unholy
here"
Fancy one going TO small woman, who
earns her jam by the sweat of the type
writer, entitled. write to please every
body Else the editors here will cut you
off the list and the editors hereafter will not
even permit you to enter the Hades where
they will be, but will say, II you want to
see her, she is out there sitting on the
fence, between heaven and hell, with st.
Peter and the devil quarreling about her,
and her name is BAB."