The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-10-08


! TIE PROGRESSIVE YouNe vo,,.v
/ suggested some more hot c,l-,,-,.
| the colonel from getting too serio,,, "1
| then asked him IL he had gone IN , '-1
l ception. to which he had been i,,i.ts
/ and how he had enjoyed H. But a,sj.}
/ had struck the wrong keynote ~ e.:
/ not ENJOY myself at all; no self-respe,,i,'-.
man can enjoy himself when he s.-
I women lose all sense Of their birtbri.t,
| -gentleness and quietness. a 80. ..
/ woman was there who appeared in VII,
she called refined garments. which nay a
/ well as | could see. consisted of a e.. as
not unlike that worn by the Turl,i[E
women, but lacking the femininitv m,
| gave II by loading il with Jewels and 80
! This progressive young woman wore mi
| trousers and a blouse, made of ni,iI
cloth; linen collar and linen, cuffs an5
| her hair was cut short She did 80
walk gracefully; she staggered. She ala
not talk well, because she was shril So
did not look a handsome boy, a pretty,
woman or man, but that some.
! thing which nature abhOrs, a bvbrij
Much against my will l was presented 10
| her, and she Immediately began In teIi
| me OF the ease of the costume. of ~,
| speech that she had made before man,
! thousand people, and of her hope for tha
| future woman. l asked her very oufatIIJ
| if she had any children. She answered
C1A SNAAAAS lAOb Vic BGdIluk OIL Children
is left to the lower classes entireIyT
Then asked her from whence she ev.
| pected the coming woman. NV dear 7
don't think she liked me, and vet [ was
polite to her Not that / wished ia he
but because had been told she was a
woman, and was bound to respect the
sex of my mother.
''She talked a great deal about her
lectures about what she had written
and abOnf tho T1nadc Of fbo y
day. and, strange as it may seem, she en-.
| tlrely ignored the needs of man. After
went away, 1 tried so think her out. but
l couldn't and when 1 read my chapterin
the New Testament that night about the
women who waited at the tomb for their
savior, this type seemed blot on the uni.
verse, and for once in my life lust for the
first time my dear, wised that woman
might be brutally treated. They tell ma
there are more like her. But don't like
to think So"
THE WRETCHED BOOKS OF TO-DAY.
We kept quiet for a little while and
drank our tea with meditation. And then
the colonel said: "What is the next CEN
fury going to do for books2 Last weel,
when | had the rheumatism so badly. the
kindly young man at the book shop sent
me up what he called the latest novels
Every one of them had a motive. The
motive of another was to use big words
that required dictionary to make them
clear; the motive of another was to show
mans greatness and natures littleness.
and the motive of another was to paint ali
women as vile; all men as towards; ali
life as wicked and no hereafter There
was not single one that had for its mo-
tive to interest and amuse, so I hobbled
over to my own old books, and l spent a
day with Becky Sharp, and forgot my
pain with Mr.. Pickwick, and fancied
myself in love again as l fingered over
Herrlck, and realized what good PLAYS
were with Shakespeare and Congreve and
Wycherley. And yet people who claim to
know great deal say this is the time of
great intellect and culture Why, nv
dear, to amuse Is a mission, but the
writers of to-day don't seem to think
that. Sometimes when things 90 a little
wrong, l get to thinking and my faith is
a little shaken; (of course, my dear, being
a woman, and as every woman should be
close to God himself, this never happens
to YOU, and then to straiten me up, I
want to pick out some book that will
make life seem better and brighter, and
my faith stronger; but there is no book
of to-day that will do that. And even in
their unbelief the writers of to-day are
so vulgar. What does it all mean2 hope
and l pray that it is a sign that we are
reaching b1G 0AbIbIll6 emu Oh IL all, ana
that the rebound will come; that men be-
lieving only in themselves will find out
how little worth they are; will entrust
their faith to women and children, and
after that, to God himself"
THE EFFICACY OF PRAYER.
I asked the colonel: "Do you believe
absolutely in prayer}'
And he said: MY child, what would
become of me if did nOt} In those days
when one set of brave men was fighting
another, | thought continually of the
sweetheart who was waiting for the war
to end, and for me to come back and claim
her as my wife, and every time this
thought came to me, even if it were on
the field of battle, said a silent prayer
for her and for me, and / am sure that my
prayers were answered. When peace
was declared | went back; / found my
own true girl waiting for me, and, in
little while, she became my wife | had
a year of happiness, and when my son
came into the world my wife's eyes
closed and we were left alone. You re-
member my boy; how l named him after
the greatest general and the finest Chris
tian gentleman that ever lived Robert
Lee; and you remember how, when he
was old enough to be my companion and
my friend, it seemed as if his mother
called him, and l was left alone. My
dear, YOU were with me that day; it was
your hand that closed the eyes, tired so
early of looking on this world, and you
know that though l suffered because of
the loss of my boy, knew that it was all
right. Gradually all who belonged to me
have gone from me, and to-day you alone,
of my blood, are here. If | did not be-
lieve in prayer, how could be happy II
did not believe in prayer, how could l
hope to be good enough to join those dear
ones who are waiting for me? II
I did not believe in prayer, how
could hope to live as gem
tlemen should, trying to do that which is
right and respecting the rights of my fell
low man2 Only fools deny the value Of
prayer" There were tears in the colo
nel's eyes, and think both of US saw the
same picture-the handsome boy who went
to sleep so early in his life. Then the
colonel arose to go, and as he said good
by, smiles chased away the tears, and he
told me he was afraid we had gotten to
talk on sombre subjects, but that he was
coming to see me very soon, going to be
very merry, and that he was planning at
that very time frolic for US. He stopped
over and kissed my hand, made me bow,
and was gone.
FROM SUBLIME TO RIDICULOUS.
Just then the card of ''Mr. Algernon