The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1896-09-20

What She Must Be
and Do to Please Him

of his c. dice the telegraph will fash the
news to all the four corners of the globe
and in a six-head will the newspapers an
nounce the engagement 10 an admirlng
and curious public.
He parried my first question, LAY
bare my soul" and then he found a re-
porter, who, in quest of news, knows no
mercy, and decided that he could do no
better than quote what Bancroft said his
ideal of CALIFORNIA; effigy should be:
"She should be large and supple limb !;
Iow-browed. with a food of golden hair
yelling her exauisitely nodded form;
deep-blue eyes, whose dreamy languor a
merry recklessness sadly should disturb;
nose and chin Grecian; ripe, luxurious
lips; while expression, voice and attitude
should all be token an indolent. romantic
nature, OVERLOOKING with high, exultant
spirits.
His quota tons were interspersed with
telling asides. Mr.. Bancroft's historical
statements have been questioned and
James Phelan reserved the right of differ
| ing from his views.
"a food OF golden hair came under
his displeasure. Golden hair, no." and
there was the same repetition after "She
should be large low-browed. u
! But one thing there is no mistaking, Mr..
! Phelan's ideal is a California girl.
! Major Rathbone was for moment nom
plused at what he considered the very
| audacity of my question. Then a look OF
fear came over the gallant Majors coun-
| tenance. Tell my 1deal2" he at last
/ found tongue to murmur. 81 have too
many lady friends. Why, they would say,
! The old wretch! how dare he F"
But ne dared. To Major Rath bone all
women are beautiful angels-minus the
wings. And fguratively speaking, the
Major suggests the thought that his only
regret is that his good right arm is not
long enough 10 encircle the entire feminine
population of the globe.
There is Southern blood in Allen st. ].
! Bowie's veins, and bis tastes are those OF
| the South. First of all no woman is SO
beautiful in Mr.. Bowie's eyes as a South
ern woman. If he is fortunate enough to
realize his ideal, she will be brunette,
tall and stately and Juno like. Her limbs
will be well rounded. Neither frshy nor
! thin will she be, but of those proportions
the uninitated are wont to de, cribe as Just
right. Her eyes will be black as sloes, her
! skin like cream. She must De fashionable,
not necessarily fond of society. Her voice
must, like Cordelia's, be soft and low and
her carriage queenly. She may have as
many fads as she likes so long as they dc
not conflict. Above all she must be
unsteady inclined.
! l have concluded that the happiest solu-
ton to the question, why are you a
bachelorP" is susceptibility. Ibave found
a living example, and there is no refuting
! that.
! Edward Sheldon, who could be leader OF
The four hundred if he only said so.
| trembled at my question. He is my liv-
ing example. 81 have not one ideal. I
am roo susceptible. And then at present
1 am living in Sausalito. where there are
so many pretty girls. Ny head is all in a
whirl." Now, which is it? Happy Sausa-
Tito or happy Mr.. Sheldon?
a. 81. Small prayed for time before he
answered the all-absorbing question. His
prayer was granted, and then, after
twenty-four hours for reflection, Mr..
Small decided that I might just as well
ask him to paint picture-sn impossible
feat for him. Mr.. Small acknowledge ed
himself swamped by the very immensely
of the problem.
| put the question to Mr. Bowler dur