The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1893-09-14


feel, when hear AL this gable abou
intelligent women women of brains
women OF affairs and women of business
feel like praying. 20 Lord, send us
few lades'
felt that it was my time to speak, SC
said in my most parliamentary tone
"Gentlemen, arnt you clever enough tt
see that woman is swinging around in {
circle2 She deplored the fact that she
was only asked to be lovable, to be good,
hammered, and to allow herself to be-
taken care Of. She is now having taste
Of the other side of it all. She is trying
TO be businessike. and she loses he1
temper; she is trying to be impersonal
and she breaks down and cries: she il
trying to be hybrid. and she is making a
tool OF herself; but the circle will swing
around, the proper state of affairs will
be reached, and she will come back, il
not repentant, at least better woman
TO me there is nothing SO fine as
gentlewoman, but they are the result OF
the same good breeding that is necessa-
ry to make thoroughbred horses, and if
you will take the trouble to look at it,
you will find that the women who are
clamoring to be called women with a
capital w are the first of their kind;
they are strong in muscle and in brain.
In another generation, having had the
edges rubbed off by the pumice stone of
\ A.
can DESIRE for not one of these women
ever wants her daughter to be what she
is. The most finished actress l know
doesn't want her daughter to go on the
stage The best public speaker I have
ever heard preferred that her daughter
should marry young and have happy
home life. The woman with the capital
w are the cause. The result will be q
| type of Summer girl who, if she is not
Just the one you have been talking of,
will yet have feminine charm of her
own, and will realize that this is her
best weapon in the battle of life
The music had stopped; most every
body had gone to the supper room; the
Artist had disappeared; the Captain and
|, with that respect which we have for
our physical selves, did not propose to
eat iced cream, salads, and drink badly
iced champagne at that hour in the
morning, SO we were left alone. 1t was
very quiet, but the silence was broken
/ by a woman voice, 1t Wa not pleas
ant voice; it had n its shrillness the tang
of envy, hatred. malice and unchari
| tabableness. 1t said: well, | don't
think it's fair, when there are not very
many men here. for a girl to come from
off a yacht and have half the men
around her, while nearly al! the rest are
hanging around that Southern girl. My
daughters are Just us good to look at,
! body said that girl from the yacht had
on a Worth gown; probably she bought
it second hand; and as for that Southern
girl--well, we all know that her mother
makes her clothes; and the men that are
not hanging around that married woman:
they can be freer With ner, anu Unen
she tells that her husband said he want
ed her to enjoy herself while she was
here, and try and think she wsts young
girl again, SO that when he came he
could court her all over. | hate that
kind of talk-silly. sentimental rot
What like''-and then the Vol ;e ceased
as the speaker moved away.
The Captain said
Born in garnet, in a Kitchen bred.n
And laughed. Then Iadded: Isn't
it queer that the beautiful summer time
which brings out all the lovely flowers,
should also bring to the surface all the
horrible weeds?n
And he answered: No, it isn't so
dreadful, because good botanist quick
ly discovers which is good and healthy
and beautiful to have and which is rank
and poisonous and undesirable. .
Down in the supper room at one table
we saw our girl, the Summer girl. and
the young matron from Boston, the three
bellies of the ball, eating ice-cream to-
gether with the fervor of youth and
drinking toasts. with no regard as to
whether the champagne was warm or
cold. No fear of dyspepsia CO ne into
their lives About them were their va Il
GUS admirers, and altogether they were
having about as good d time IS only
three handsome, healthy women can
have. The Artist eyed the Southern
girl as if he meant to use her face for his
next Madonna. Two of thee merry
men We're talking gaily with the pretty
matron, while the Cynic was fastening a
rose on the shoulder of our handsome
girl, as if he thought nobody knew that
concealed in the leaves of that rose was
his own heart. There was little tumuit
outside, as if some of the carriages were
the room heard that awful voice say:
He's come when she didn't expect him.
Now we will sea what will happen
And we did see.
The Captain moved away to let big,
brown, handsome fellow pass him, and
in second we saw the pretty matron fly
the length of the dining room, throw
both arms around his neck, kiss him
right before everybody, and say in
most lovely voice and a mostloving tone,
'Oh. Jim, how good it was of you to
come!' and then she dragged him up to
the table and introduced all of them to
him and he thanked the men for being
nice to her, and in no time they were
plying him with champagne and max
ing that fuss over him which IS always
delightful to the soul of man. | think
the Captain and both felt that one old
cat was disappointed.
Thenwe went up, found we knew them
or, rather, knew him, because his moth
er was related to the Captains mother,
who belonged to the Winthrops, and ais
together, as the young wife said, we
were quite family party; then we drank
toasts; that is, after the Captain had
seen that we could get ice enough to
cool the wine
And the sun was up, and the little
stars had gone to bed, and | could see
the Love Letter dancing on the water,
and all could think of was: SIS there