The Ketchum keystone. [volume] (Ketchum, Idaho) 1885-1899, 1893-03-11
NOT THE SENSUAL BRUTE.
The Type of Man a Sensible Maiden
Loves or Detests.


article, or pen picture, of the young man
who when married, would make model
husband, and one of the daughters of the
great metropolis won the premium by tell
ing all about the person that she could
love, as well as the thousands of her
noble sisters for whom she spoke. Here
is what she wrote:
We love man strong without being
brutal; good without being goody; fun
loving without being smutty; firm with
out being mulish, and tender hearted
without being sappy. The excessively
manish young fellow we meet with now
and then, who thinks that tears and SYM
pathy for poor folks woes, prayer to God
and belief in a better life to come, are at
tributes that appertain to women alone,
and of which men should be ashamed, is
not the man to please and fancy any
womanly girl. She knows that life, how
ever happy, is like meadow lot that
grows thistles with its blossoms, and
wherein one must meet with many thorn
and many sliding serpent in the grasses.
Knowing this, and looking for one to walk
by her side across lots to the grave, she
will choose companion who carries the
precious ointment box of tenderness rath-
er than the bludgeon of Hercules. Of
what use is club when one has thorn
riven heart, or trumpet when one has
been bitten with sorrow Life is not a
stage so much as 1t Is hospital ward.
There is not half the scope for ranter
and a sufferer that there is for healer
and binder-up of wounds. So, young
man, whoever you may be, who reads this
letter, forbear for bit your manishness
and learn to be womanly, so far as ready
sympathy and helpful tenderness go.
Genteness united to strength, forms a
combination something like kind dis
position in blooded horse. Speed with
out kindness renders horse a vain thing
for safety, and merely manly spirit
without good big strain of tenderness
will make brute rather than a man.
1 have been struck in my dealings with
young men to find how averse they are
to being looked upon as "green' or "fresh"
in the sense of innocence and ignorance
of evil. Almost any young man ! know
would really prefer the reputation of
wickedness to that of verdancy. From
the time he is able to wear his first cape
overcoat and long trousers, Up to the day
of his last breath, the average masculine
creature deems blush incompatible with
maniness. For my part, adore young
man who has not lost the ability to blush,
and so does the nice girl 1 seek to repre-
sent. We don't like pumpkins and fools.
but we love those another" boys and
''big sister" boys who retain the influence
of sweet feminine training as the beach
retains the bloom after the blossom has
fallen. We can soon tell the difference
between the fool and the modest youth.
1t does no. take any longer to discrimi-
nate between the two than it does to get
at the flavor of an apple. No need to
eat down to the core-the first taste tells.
The young man who bushes when the
clear and steadfast eyes of pretty girl
meet his own, who colors as he offers her
his seat or trembles little at the touch
of her hand may be bit susceptible and
a trife green, but he is infinitely prefer
able to the stoical young reprobate who
has dallied in the flame of precocious
experience until the verdue of his youth
is shrivelled into hay, like June
prairie oyerswept by fire. Green? So is
summer. 1t is winter, and desoation
and death that take on another color.
Be thankful to God, then, young man, if
there is enough freshness left in your soul
to raise blush; it is sign that the sap
of life is not all dead, like the flow of a
maple tree in frosty weather. When you
are so withered and dried up and spent
that you can't blush, pray to be canned
and set away on a cellar shelf.
We love young man who finds some
thing better to do in life than to don
dress suit and dance to the sound of
stringed instruments. An occasional dan
Ger is all right, says the nice girl, but an
inveterate heel-and-toe trlpper, regular
master of the terpsIchorean art, has no
charm for me. l would much prefer to
see a young man propelling a loaded
wheelbarrow up a sandy hill, or saving
tough pine fagots for his mothers FIRE, or
handling grip carr Work, however
mental, develops muscle and character
alike, but dress coats and two much dan.
cling develop dudes.
Having said so much about the young
man we love, let US say word about the
particular type We especially despise
Not tough who makes life miserable
for decent folks who ride in street cars
with his constant expectoration of tobac-
co and his disregard of the pleasant amen
tiles of llfe-we do not waste regard of
either kind upon such as he. Why
should We? He belongs to the four-foot.
ed species, and it was only an oversight
that launched him upon life as biped
Nor is it the man who, by virtue of lit