The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1899-08-26

when a man wished to meet a girl. he
asked one of her friends to introduce
him, the friend asked the young woman's
permission, and if she was willing the
Introduction was made and both persons
We're satisfied; but lately the little pink
tape that was involved in the process
of obtaining permission has been thought
too cumbersome to be practical, and
young women have acquaintance thrust
upon them without so much as d by
your-leave, Notwithstanding the fact that
the general Introduction is in process
of decline.
Sometimes the maid has good and
sufficient reasons for not wishing to
meet the gentlemen who is brought up
and introduced to her by a mistaken
acquaintance, but she falls a victim just
the same. to the Unsuitable eagerness Of
one who desires to make two people
happy-or miserable-as the case may
happen to be.
Asking a young woman beforehand
whether or not the person about to be
introduced is persona grata is surely a
courtesy that is due her. 1t makes her
feel easier to know something of Mr..
Smith before she meets him, and it
should make Mr.. Smith feel easier to
know that she is willing to become his
friend. There is nothing o~ld-fogyish about
it, and it is a pity American gatherings
are so often lax in this respect.
If the young woman who IS importuned
declines to make the acquaintance of
his friend the man who asks may know
a bad quarter of an hour, but be sure
that the girl in the case will have the
Ingenuity and tact to concoct an excuse
that will save the self-respect of all the
parties to the affair.
Men write much about women. Women
write much about men. Yet you will
hear men in conversation among
themselves. necessarily declare that
women cannot really understand
men. And I never yet encountered a
woman who would allow for an instant
that any woman can be thoroughly I'M
d~erstood by a man, According TO men
and women, therefore. a gulf Of misun-
derstandings separate the sexes. Can it
be bridged by a pair of trousers? Can the
breach be healed by breeches? And if it
can, is it desirable that it should be?
asks the London Queen George Sand,
led by the curiosity OF the novelist and
a love of adventure Inherent in her un-
governable nature, went like a spy into
al , al anu cH liz 49, etN~
she gained possession of doubtless en-
tertained and informed her mind, though
whether they did much good to her for
her intrepidity. But just imagine the OPP
posite case. Suppose that Mr.. George
Meredith shaved of that beard which so
well becomesshim ,attired himself in skirts,
bonnet an veil. intrlded upon the privacy
of the feminine world. and listened to the
free chatter in the feminine alcove.
Would any woman ever forgive him? |
greatly doubt it. Yet certain women are
franfieally d-esirous-not for the divided
skirt, hideous in itself, and neither the
one thing nor the other-bat the trous-
ers, the coat. the waistcoat, the shirt, the
collar, the whole dreadful %trappings that
distinguish, and make SO undistinguish-
ed. the modern a
Now the tongue is a shield lifted up
for attack against wrong; now it is a
spear whose sharp point is turned against
the right writes Rev. Newell Dwight
Hills. y. D., in the August Ladies
! Home Journal saThe sword hath slain
its thousands. but the tongue its ten
thousands OF the children of sympathy.
it may be said. the tongue sends forth
healing balms and cordials; but of en-
vious men it is true that the poison of
asps is under their lips For as of old,
i so now. the tongue is a hand wherewith
we lift men up, or a mace wherewith we
strike men down. With this instrument
we bless God, with it we curse men. No
other member carries such power; and
nothing taxes man like the skiIlful hand
ling Of the tongue and its bridlfng, even
as the charioteer lifts the reins above his
well-trained steeds. From the tongue
gushes forth comfort like a cool. sweet
spring; the tongu is a harp, piling up
masses Of melody; the tongue is a fruit
full bower, full of bounty and delight;
the tongue carries a glow. warming the
soul like q winters FIRE; it sends forth
sweet songs to be sung in camp and wept
over in the cottage. Out Of words the
tongue weaves for the hero an armor
against ali enemies"
So
Age. says the Chicago "Times-Herald."
may bring wrinkles and snowy hair, but
it never burns out the love of the com
pliments and pretty speeches in the heart
Of a woman. If men would only remenl-
Der that women grow beautiful and sweet
of character when told that they are
beautiful and sweet of character the
world wouldn't know half the shrews and
f~retters and scolds who keep things stir
red up as If with a soup Iadle. I know q
woman who must be 50 years old If she's
a day. but is a pretty compliment lost
on her? Not a bit of it. She has been
living on them all her life, and for that
very reason will De young and fresh
when another woman would be faded and
old. She inspires sweet thoughts by her
manner and charming, interesting men
tality. Just the other night she was sit
ting in a box at a theatre, sharing an
evenings enjoyment with several other
playrgoers, when a young man appeared
on the stage and claimed her attention.
Il saw that mans father play with
Charlotte Cushman thirty years ago."
she remarked to a man who sat behind
her.
You must have been brought In on a
pillow he answered.
Now, why in the world don't men cul-
tivate cleverness like that2
NOT one in forty would have had the
tact and ~quickness to have made that re-
ply. can't prove that statement. of
course, but I'd bet a good deal on 1t If !
could. just the same.
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