Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1893-03-03


safely, so that II can never leap out be-
fore the world, here comes the recent
cry for educated brains, and 80 the wo-
man bends her sweet, natural intellect
from its quick understanding eentleness
to the channels dug for mems minds.
'She is capable, she can do IL, but
the result is that the world loses entirely
the old art of woman's tender divina.
ton, and only adds in quantity to the
already sufficient number Of strict, hard
brains. She studies astronomy and then
can't look at summer-night's moons
without parallax tracing lie material
lines across the sweet mystery Of the
placid silver disk. She excels 10 mathe-
matics, and the sharp edges Of her TRAN
giles cut her brain into the same mar
rowness as a mans.
"The hue and cry for competition
will not let her be- content even with
hitching her wagon to star, but abe
must cling madly to sun and 10
/ whiting SSrSs,slesssisy .afcach beraalrs.
space, while the awful light scorches
her eyes till the pupils narrow to mere
pin points. How can she, thea, look
up, at her husband with her old, sweet
frankness or mirror her babies faces in
her loving wide-opened eyes?
81 wished that | had lived in the
olden time, when man took me for
love Of my face because he wsnted my
heart for his own believe that |
could have shaved for such a one much
easier than can now reign supreme
over man who marries me because
position, society, vanity or circumstances
so directs"
Miss Lee stopped perhaps for want Of
breath. So the two sat silent, be with
new light in his eyes as If the gates Of
paradise had been opened to him, aud
she looking far of into her dear Utopia.
in which her feet had s,rayed before
evidently. Then all at once, with a
little laugh, half light, half easy, she
darted from her seat and stopping in
the middle Of the room cried gayly:
but you look as though had fright
ened you. Did let my inner soul come
before you. all strange in its ghostly
grave clothes Mover mind forgive
me. | maybe did not mean il all.
There don't open your mouth to speak
I'll promise to go away soon, so AZ to
never again show you creature 80 care
less of proprieties. If you'll just smile
little, please, or, better. lie little, so
as TO get us back into the old atmOs.
phere again, think all will be good
Make it terrible piece of nonsense, 80
that can play at blush and give you
one Of those studied coquetish glances
that we girls use 80 much, and, and"
Poor little Miss Ice She was get.
ting positively hysterical as she came
more and more to realize how incautious
she had been, aud in her desperate
attempts to rectify herself her old-time
lightness kept growing ghastlier, as she
watched the half panied, half glad look
on Mr. kaaseits strangely chaoged
face.
At last he arose aud took both her
hands in his Something terribly de-
termined in his face drove away all the
hippancy she had just assumed, and the
tears tremblcd on her lashes, while her
baby chin quivercd.
"Stop all this last nonsense" he CON-
manded Then. seeing that the tickle
smile had vanished he continued;
"Now that have once seen the in
ncr nature, let me never SEQ the cruel
light again. ! am q man, Miss Lee,
whom you have taught to appreciate the
true woman heart, aud the frankness
which you have set before me has given
me courage to tell you that love you"
And she ? She who had advocated
open faith, hid hor happy eyes on his
sleeve, and instead Of the clear-iaoed
oalm-to replies which she had de-
clared TO be essential to the woman
soul, she murmured
"IIow can you, when | was 80 bold
and forgot myself SOL should think
that you would bate me--think that
preached woman's unwomanliness."
And he answered, as he turned her
face 10 his:
at is the womanly, not the unwoman-
ly openness which like. too, have
come TO love this sacred inner soul. |.
too, want to DO received into this holy
Of holies. /, too, want TO hold this
woman in my arms and feel that she is
all mine and mine alone"