The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-10-28
WOMAN'S WORLD.
4 Few Things Of Interest to The Fair
Sex.

Sex.
Good Advice to Girls-why Girls Dom.
Marry-rhe GRANDMOTHER of To-day.
Manners Toward women-A New Fat
Reducer-Gave up Law for Love-Mod
ern Guests in Fashionable Houses,
other Matters Worth a Passing
Notice.
1t was bright group Of gentlemen and
ladies', says the New Orleans Picayune,
who were discussing in an old-fashioned
downtown parler the other day, the mo-
mentous question of the day: "why girls
don't marry" OF course the conv ersation
was very interesting; many views were ad-
vanced by those in the circle who were
earnest thinkers, such, for instance, as the
advancement of woman, her higher educa-
ton and greater independence in this day,
her ability to take care of herself, the
sweet pleasure OF being able to earn money
and spend it as one pleases without hav-
ing to submit detailed accounts of every
expenditure to a husband. etc. The men
all listened very quietly until all the thou
sand and one nineteenth century reasons
pro and con were advanced. Finally one
gentleman turned to a pretty rosy-faced
girl of 16, who sat with sparkling eyes,
taking in everything that was said "Wiu
you please tell US your opinion why girls
don't marry?' he said. Quick as thought
came the laughing reply, Sure it's man
ners to wait till you're axed." And the
other girls collapsed.
Your face is with me everywhere
In the sky, in the stars, in the perfumed
air,
In the rose that clasp in the book hold,
IN the silence Of night. 1.-THE day of gold.
Your eyes, but they haunt me always,
dear
In my doubt, in my Joy. in my hope and
fear,
They are meeting mine own in their liquid
light,
Be it dazzling day. be it darksome night,
Your face and Your eyes, how they glow
and shine
In their wonderful depths, looking back in
mine;
and oh, the pity! and oh, the pain!
That they haunt me ever and all in vain.
For the story is writ, and must be my own,
That my life pass on in its monotone;
For the story is writ and ever must be,
You are nothing to me, you are nothing to
ne.
Nothing to me, yet, my God, how much
would die for the joy of your mouths
sweet touch;
] would count life little in your caress,
And Gods best gift If that love He'd bless
The clasp of your hand is heaven. my own
Yet loving you thus must live alone;
And the bitterest pain of all is this:
That l never may know your caress or
kiss.
And the bittsrest part that Loves Wild
deep song,
Were it answered. dear, it were wrong
'twere wrong;
For duty and life and all decree
You can and you must be something to me-
Yet I love you living, I'll love you ere,
/ would rather love you in lifes despair
Than anyone else meath the smiling sky,
So you knew that loved you and felt my
sigh.
And oh, the pity! and OH the pain!
That our love must be like a lost refrain;
But your face, oh, it haunts me every
where, "
In my work. in my song, in my thought
and prayer.
And so it is, dear, and ever must be,
And yet you are nothing, oh, nothing to
me;
Nothing, yet all and everything, dear,
For love springeth out of doubling and
fear
In this world must bear it alone, alone,
In the ira pic wa G Of MI
But in heaven, pray that God will decree
NY darling at last may be something to
me
Bertha May Ivory in the ST. Louis Re-
public. Z
Remember, girls, says the New Orleans
Picayune, that the best friend and best
confidant you can have is your mother
Have no friend with whom she is not ac-
quainted. Make her interested in what you
are doing; tell her all your hopes, your
plans, your little trials; if the trials of
her own life ara many, remember that
you may aid her with your tender sym
pathy and love, but to gain sympathy
you must give It, Make yourself your
mothers companion and friend and then
she will be yours Do nothing that you
would conceal from her and never be-
heve for moment that when you have
really made her understand that she will
not care for what interests you Mother
Is not so much older than you, after all
II hasn't been so long a time since she
enjoyed just what you do, since life
seemed as full of brightness for her as 1t
now does to you; since she made as many
inquiries and thought out as many prob
lens as now vex you,s and once you meet
on this common ground you will have
nobody, believe me. who will sympathize
so keenly with you as your mother Cul-
tivate her friendship, then, and be sure 1t
is a thousand times better worth having
than that of all the schoolgirl conddantes
in the world. It a friendship upon