The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1896-09-20
Various Ideals Of
Feminine LONELINESS

GAS to an opinion about blondes or
brunettes, that is too dangerous cues
ton for man who has many friends
Claude Terry Hamilton shrieked dis
cordant which," to my simple little
question as to his ideal of feminine lowell
ness. And then he blushed and he STAN
mered and he laughed and then blushed
again. I wonder, oh l wonder who she is,
Mr.. Hamilton
A. B. Costigan felt he needed time be-
fore answering the all-important question.
He had an ideal, but so prosaic proceed
ing as picturing her in words had never
presented itself to Mr.. Costigan. So ne
went over to the quiet shades of Tiburon,
thought the matter over and here is q
copy of the description he mailed me:
Her hair must be of reddish hue with
a disposition that is amiable at all times.
Not necessary be pretty, but with eyes
that speak at everY glance. unsteady in
clined and some thought given to society.
Fond of outdoor life and a mind that is all
her own. Dwells very little on the subiec
of dress and occasionally speaks a good
word for woman suffrage, and if she were
man, would be rank Repu blican.
Her general character should be mimi
table"
President Dohrmann of the Merchants
Association represents the concentrated
business ability of this City. His IDEAL
on that account alone, is not one to be
sneezed at When first questioned Mr..
Dohrmann pleaded his age as an excuse,
but after little coaxing gracefully yielded
up his secret, and thus spoke lie: "My
father, who lived to the ripe old age OF 49,
followed this motto through life, and l,
seeing the wisdom of his course, have
adopted it: All wine is good, but some is
better: all women are beautiful, but some
are handsomer.'
His profession probably accounts for the
minuteness with which Charles Heggerty
entered into the description of his ideal,
one of those creations we feel sure inha bit
the skies, but disdain to visit this ter
restrial sphere.
This is ali that Lawyer Heggerty wants.
A brunette. Five feet six inches tail.
Her eyes are liquid brown. Her complex
ion clear and in her cheeks should glow
the clear blush red. like the spark from a
live coal. Under no condition must her
nose be pointed sharply, nor retrousse. 1t
must be nose lik that which adorns the
features of Milo's Venus, and of course in
perfect keeping with the proportions OF
her face. Her mouth must be small. The
| lips bow shaped, not thin, not thick, and
the lower lip must protrude just the
ver1est shadow OF bit. Her teeth must
be small, even and white. She should
run to flesh rather than bones, and have
! just mind enough to read a paper and to
enable her to catch the boat.
Iu her home political discussions must
be tabooed. The learned barrister would
far rather discuss with his idol her old
hat which she had spent the whole day IL
fixing over" tEan the solar or lunar
eclipse. Her figure must be trim, he'll
waist in healthful proportion. There
must be no padding, and, above all, she
dare not be pigeon-toed. She must carry
herself erect, and her body should swing
with an easy grace. Above all things she
must not care for society. She must
grumble when she has to put on street
dress, and it must be next to impossible
to induce her 10 go out.
Manager Frawley's ideal has no com
plexion. Neither is she facially beauti.
ful. She is a womanly woman, dainty
and petite-a woman that man feels ht
should like to fight for. She certainly ha,
mind. But the less she reads editorial: