Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1895-11-14

paper ia always reputable looking, and |
then everybody discusses the cover of |
the book and the pictures in the book,
and what the man wrote before and
how this will compare with it, and the
best reader is going to read it aloud,
although, of course, you are going
through it with great rapidly, first Of
all, by yourself. That is real pleasure.
Do you suppose such intense delight
ever comes TO Mr. Vanderbilt Books
are nothing to him, that is in the way
Of saving up to buy them. He can
order the whole shop home, but he can
never have the perfect joy that comes
to me, or to you when we buy the
something for which we long and
which we deny ourselves to obtain.
SHE ALWAYS PLEADS POVERTY.
But to return to Mademoiselle Blue
Blood. She is of good birth, but poor,
and the poverty is in her purse, not in
her assurance She does what might
be called the poverty act. She cannot
soc pretty gown, dainty bonnet,
new parasol, well-fitting gloves, or even
a comfortable chair, without saying:
"Oh, me, how fortunate you are!
Now, am so awfully poor that | can
not get anything, but you are q happy
mortal" Then you who possess what
she admires feel precisely pKe worm
on fishhook. You realize that you
are doing wrong in being prosperous;
you are convinced that it is an absolute
fact that you are stealing from your
less fortunate friend, who, everybody
says, is so sweetly frank, as she never
hesitates about telling of her poverty.
Bosh That's Just what it is. In
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| nuisance, and you realize, after you
have known her little while, that she
bleeds her friends as systematically as
il she were matchmaking.
Some day you pay her a visit, taking
with you bunch of violets, that you
! really can hardly afford to buy, but
you thought she would like them and
| you lind her in charming apartment,
well, indeed, even luxuriously fur
nished. Once you are seated, however,
she gives you list of the donors of
her belongings, and you go away Won
dering il you hadn't better buy her
the lace curtains she said she wanted,
or else be talked of as stingy. Nobody
| likes poverty. 1T is not beautiful and
seldom ennobing. But from this kind
of poor we ought to pray daily for de-
liverance. | sometimes wonder how
Mademoiselle Blue Blood ever got SO !;
because there must have been a time
when che didn't indulge in this sort of
picking anu stealing business that is
really what it amounts to, for few of
her friends give willingly; instead,
the gift is extracted like an eye tooth,
and comes with as much reluctance. |
often wonder if these women think the
world is fooled. 1t isn't, but we
Americans, generalizing, create great
deal of suffering for ourselves by our
inability to say no. We are afraid
Mademoiselle Blue Blood will be nasty
unless we are counted by her as among
the generous people, Now, why
coudn'r we let her think whatever she
| wants, and say whatever she wants, as
long as we know that we are doing
right? Society demands of US that we
shall be civil, but surely not to the
individual who politely but certainly
robs us.
SOME DIsAGREBABLE PEOPLE.
The other Objectionable people?
We'll, there is the woman who says vile
things about you, and who, when she
meets you, asks you why you haven t
been to see her, and insists upon kiss
ing you. Then there is the elderly
trump who feels that il is her duty to
talk religion to you, and the very
minute she begins, all the choice
wickedness that is in you comes to the
surface, and when she leaves she can
I say with certain amount of truth
that you have spoken in such way
that she is sure you are turning in
fidel. 1t is a wonder you don't turn
caDnibal. Then there is the man who
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man, hoping that you will do or say
something that he can repeat at his
club, and which will hurt your reputa-
tion. He has reached that time in life
when he is baggy under the eyes, very
much wrinkled, dyes his mustache,
and is given over to strong perfumes
Also to kissing the daughters of his
old friends who loathe him, and who
would rather kiss the most miserable
cur ON the street than this curious ex
preston of maseuinity gone wrong
From the wicked old mani mean the
type anxious to impress you with his
wickedness- -may we all pray to be de-
liyered! Then there is the woman who
is always telling you who her ancestors
were. She herself is an old bore, and
nobody cares if she was descended from
General Fiddle Paddle, who came over
to America in 1000, probably on one OF
the convict ships, and who undoubtedly
left his country for his country's good.
This woman always reminds me OF
something that that very witty gentle
man, Benjamin Franklin, said: "The
mule is very anxious to sneak about
her mother tho mare; but never her
father, the jackass "
A GLIMPSE OF SPANISH LIFE.
| received the other day clipping
from Spanish newspaper, which illus
trates very we'll how far ahead of us
the daughters of Spain are in then
mingling, not only of religion and
business tfor some of lie are pretty
we'll up in that, but also in making
the public aware of the matrimonial
possibilities in the family and the
hard heartedness of cruel landlord.
This is it:
"This morning our Saviour sum
moned away the jeweler, Siebald
Illmaga, from his shop to another and
better world. The undersigned, his
widow, will weep upon his tomb, as will
also his two daughters, Hilda and
Emma, the former of whom is married
and the latter is open to an offer. The
funeral will take place tomorrow. His
disconsolate widow,
Veronique Illmaga. -
"P. S.-This bereavement will moi
i | interrupt our business. which will pt
! carried on as usual, only our place o.
!, business will be removed to number
four, Jessie de Teinturer, as our grasp
, ing landlord has raised our rent. -