The Dickinson press., 1894-05-12
GIRLS OF THE PERIOD.

Their Novel Observation-Disclosures
tort Of Men They Like.
All is rapidly changing as regards
the girl or woman of to-day, who is
something very different from the girl
or woman Of yesterday. The up-tO-
date girl is aggressive, s%elf-reliant, self
:sserti,e. snaps her fingers at cunvc
tionalities, in spite of st. Panl's pro-
hibition speaks out in public places,
has ideas of her own and refuses to
wear a Quaker bonnet or take Il back
seat. She makes her gown gorel at
The hips to show her figure; she cuts
her ball dress low; she comes alone,
goes alone, and carries Il ticket for
CT scago in her pocket-book, all ready
for a break for the land of divorces
or land of the Dakotas, in case her
husband doesn't mind his p's and q's.
The woman of today, it has been said
10y q recent critic, is what is tritely
kLown as a hummer" no matter i'll
what role she a~ppears-wifc, mother,
mOther-in-law, sweetheart or society
girl. She has a 'despise" for the aver
age m:;ll; he is only good enough TO
pay for her cnjoyments, to take her
to the theatcr and then to supper. Size
is mercenary to Il frishtful degree.
The man who has passed through her
hands is squeezed us dry as If he had
passed between the rollers Of a clothes
wringer. The woman of today, some
say, has no soul. She sits bolt upright
at the theater with dry eyes, while the
men are Whimpering around her. If
a man so far forsets himself as to
cry out in impassionate tones. MY
darling. I love you" she replies. coldly,
in any vulgar sentiment; it is not fash
ionablc." But MIR. Callowead was not
to be suppressed, and, being the ac-
cepted sutton Of the young lady, he
a6tually attempted to snatch a kiss one
evening, whereuDon this damsel of to-
day drew back in disgust: File! Mr..
Callowead.' she calculated. lam 1 4
barmaid, that you should insist upon
kissing me-" The young girl of to-day
neither plays tue piano. sings, nor en-
broiders altar-cloths. She despises So
called accomplishments, and she does
not care 4 rap for Il young man Of
brains. What she docs insist upon in
a man is figure, style, carriage-above
all, good legs. He must have good legs,
so that he will look we'll when he plays
polo and takes part in athletics. The
girl Of today does not say Limbs"
but plain legs" Fifty years ago wo-
men We're etcrnally pratilg about mems
heads. A a must have a fine head.
But today all is changed. He nay
be p~encil-headed and have the hands of
% smith, provided his legs are st.:aight,
!strcng and shapely. A careful mother
relates that shortly after the last big
foot ball matcE her parlors were over
run by young mel of tlle most eX-
%trnorcinary type. They looked like
prize fighters IL. dress coats, with short,
thick necks. and great. broad shoulders.
One in particular attracted her atten-
|tion-a young Hercules. whose knotted
muscles were i'll hidden beneath the
snug-titting broadcloth of his evening
suit. lie was rude, almost ooisterOus
in manner. and took liberties with the
young ladies and the queens English.
Good gracious, girls" exclaimed the
careful mother, who is that vulgar
ian? why. mamma. how you talk!
That's Jack Figgery, the foot ball slug,
ger. Isn't he divine? Look ut his
i1oOS"