The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-07-29

exercise over her children lies in no merit,
no grace of goodness, no shining example
of "altruism' but that is on the contrary,
the feeding of fault which is her duty
to prune and check-the very creation of
an immortality by her own weakness of
consent The American girl is not the
ideal of her sex. Her flirting may in
some sense be innocent, but it is too
pronounced and too evident for grace
or beauty. Her want of shyness may be
less embarrassing than the "giggle,
blush, halfpertness and half-pout,'
of the typical bread-and-butter
miss, but il is none the less the aggres-
i've side of self-consciousness. She has
lost the more distinctive charms OF cal
low youth without having come TO the
ripeness of maturity; and though later
on she developes into a charming woman,
as girl she is as undesirable as her
young brother-than whom the world
holds nothing more Objectionable
We suffer many things from the travel
ing American, but all we suffer elsewhere
is as nothing compared to the affection
of the travelling American boy. His loud
ness, his greediness, his uncOuthness and
INSTRUMENTATION, his want of the very ele-
meEts of good manners and the-to US
criminal indulgence and supineness of his
parents-all make him one of the most
unbearable beings on Gods earth. Yet
here again we are bound to say, that
very fine and charming man grows out of
this formerly detestable boy; and time
seems to have some hand of magic power
by which beauty is produced out of ugli
ness.
All our travelling American are not of
the destestable nor yet of the ridiculous
type. Certainly, every now and then we
come across some rough home-spun sue
cessful operator or farmer, who talks as
the humorous books make an American
talk, and by the quaintness of his diccion
and the nasal twang and drawl we all
know so well, excites laugh the moment
he opens his mouth. But then he has
such a fund of sound common sense, and
is so free from the prejudices and
red-tapeiSm of the old world, as
to be a noteworthy companion. To
be sure he shocks our insular
ideas of fitness. and tramples under
foot our tender little flowers OF caste and
class respect One of thern-and a right
good fellow he was-used TO lament the
criss-cross action of fate in that Your
Beatrice was not married TO our Jimmy"
That was what she I'D have been, and
then wed have whipped creation" The
| two were Princess Beatrice and James
! Gordon Bennett. The queen he always
! spoke of as Your old woman" and he ad-
| iured some strange power to attest his
affirmation when he declared that if she
| had belonged 10 them they would
have pensioned her off long
ago and put new tigurehead
! in her place. He made fun of
| everything he saw and ridiculed them
old Roman ruins" without mercy. If
those old ruins had belonged to them
| those broken fragments of aqueduct,
I those crumbling baths of Caracalla, that
uninhabitable wreckage of the once
| grand palaces of the Caesars, he said they
| would have carted them of long ago and
| put up brand new buildings in their stead
Keeping a lot of useless old stones" he
used to say with not unamiable contempt,
penetrated as he was with the sense of
! living human needs-steeped in the nine
/ teenth century mans belief in the in
! finite advancement of the present over the
! past