Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1894-01-25


Eusted that, Tor week, 1t least, YOU
iuFeswoar all women, and then you
conclude to drop in and sec Dieky
Leonard.
THE MANNIsu HAIpEN's FREAKS.
You remember D!cky whcn you used
10 go 10 schco! with her, and you know
how sac happened 70 come by her name.
Sac was all only daughter, and was
chfiStsred Gertrude; but, rs she never
bad brother, and her father was called
pieky, inst for u joke they called her
Dici.y, Jr,, aul, to your horror, you dis
cover she is living ap 10 her name. The
room into which you are shown might
belong to bachelor. Good etchings
are on the walls, and colored pictures of
steeplechases, of famous fourth hands,
and photographs of well-known horses,
ming,e with them. The furniture is
comfortable, immensely so; but it is all
upholstered in leather; the big table in
the centre of the room has on 1t a lot of
sporting papers, paper weight, IN the
shape of bronze dog; huge inkstand,
and two or three masculine. looking
quilts, and several boxes of cigarettes.
On the mantel-shelf are pictures of some
pretty young women, one of them taken
in very low bodice, and having written
across it, "For My Dear Dicky.' You
wonder if by mistake you haven't gotten
into her fathers room; but in a minute
she swaggers in. The only difference
between her get.up and yours is that her
waistcoat is little fancier and that she
wears sack-coat; while you have on a
frock one, and though her skirt is
creased, still she does wear skirt, and
not trousers. Her hair is brushed back
smoothly off her face, braided very
tight, and pinned so closely to her head
that you fully realize that she has no
desire to make her hair a soft framing
for her pretty face; but, instead, she
regrets that she has it, and while it
must be neat, it certainly shall not add
to her appearance. Her hands are large,
very white and well kept, and she wears
a couple OF heavy gold rings on the
little finger of her left hand. You
realize that these hands have grown
large from driving and riding, and from
outdoor games.
MISS DAsHAwAY AT HOME.
She comes forward to meet you and
says, well, Jim, thought you had for
gotten us It's frightfully jolly to see
you again, old chap. Have cigarette;
can recommend them. Some OF them,
those with my initials on the wrapper,
have just enough morphia in to please
you. How has the world been going
with your Everything is beastly rotten
| think. Even the girls are uninterest-
ing. By-the-bye, | want TO show you
the picture of my latest crush" She
| draws out from the pocket of her waist
coat heart-shaped locket, and opening
1t, gives you an opportunity to see the
face of the girl whose picture is on the
mantel-shelf. Then she says between
puifs. mice little girl; womanly little
creature. The sort like. The kind of
| girl who likes you to talk nice to her,
and who wouldn't permit you, for a
minute to say anything before her that
| you mlghtn't say to her mother. But
even with her, life is fiat. Doing the
wrong thing is bad form. l can't i'm
agine myself getting drunk, or running
away with man, or marrying, or any
thing of that sort. Now, l put it to
you, what is fellow to dor" You look
in her bright face, and you think to
yourself that the fellow in front of you,
the fellow, who despite her masculine
| get-up is still woman, needs course
OF treatment from professional spanker
about as badly as anybody you know.
You say good-by in jolly sort of
way, and once you are away from the
| girl and her surroundings, you suddenly
remember that this was the very girl
who two years ago never wore anything
but white gowns IN the house, chung to
her mother as if she were afraid she
would be stolen, and who was quoted
as being Extensively shy. And it dawns
on you that this is acting, too.
MAN OF THE WORLD TALKS,
When you get home, being bit of an
artist, you draw in a sketchy way the
three types, aud while you are busy
finishing up Dicky, Charlie Cynic comes
in, and you toss the drawings to him.
And then when he is seated for COM
Portable smoke, you ask him, (which of
those three women do you consider the
most fascinating?"
And he says, "Why, my dear boy,
there is no question about il. The lady
with the love for color is not dangerous
at all, for you know perfectly well that
she is catering to her own vanity. Dlcky
is amusing, as woman always is when
she attempts TO be bit Of boy, but
you wouldn't break your heart over
her. No, no, il is the little nun; it is
the little Puritan, call her what you
Will, who makes the greatest havoc. She
doesn't suggest once that she thinks of
herself, but she caters in the most subtle
way to your vanity. And that is the
finest way to win man. She conviuces
you of the greatness of your brain, of
your ability TO understand her, and she
hatters you by making you think that
ever since the beginning of the world,
destiny has been arranging for you to
meet her. She makes you believe that
She is 50 exquisitely fine that out of all
the world you are the one man who COM
prehends just what she Is. And if you
would go to see her often, she would
act on you like sbsinthe. You grow to
yearn tor il, to long for 1t, and to be un.
willing TO live without ii, Fortunately,
being feminine, she Is just as likely to
change her role next year. She may be
Lady Betty Modish, or Cleopatra, or
Marie Antoinette.
PECULIAR woMANKIND.
THAT is the charm of a woman, You
never know what she is going to do,
Tonight she may insult you by calling
you coward and a cad, and a few
more other disagreeable names, and to-.
morrow she may smile in your face and
wonder in the sweetest fashion if she
We're disagreeable the night before. She
may love you intensely, but not sys-
tenlaticaily. If she did this, you would
get to regard her as you do your book
keeper. have thought u great deal of
her; have seen a great deal of her, but
| don't pretend to understand her in tie
least"
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