The Philipsburg mail., 1899-04-14
THE BACHELOR GIRL
TELLS A FEW PLAIN TRUTHS
ABOUT HERSELF.
whv She Works for LivlnG-lt isn't
Because She Likes to DO 1t nor to
Satisfy the Longings OF an Artistie
Soul.

Soul.
She was the sweetest thing In the
world and she knew it, says the New
York Evening World. To this very
satisfactory state OF affairs she en-
deavored to bring a pleasing personal
ity, which, according to her lights,
simply meant to gush all over every
one. This combination Is to be re-
sisted only by those who are vulgarly
strong minded. Now, the Bachelor
Girl was strongminded when that in
definite something he'd a marketable
value. At other times she didn't care
a fig If she was weak or strong minded,
or If, indeed, she had any mind at all.
| This is state Of mind brought about
by an industrial system condemned by
sociologists. When the Sweetest
Thing in the World saw the Bachelor
Girl she charged on her with all the
frills OF her elaborate gown set as
prettily as the sails OF ship at sea.
The big fluffy feathers OF her hat nod
ded In a friendly fashion as she gushed
forth Immediately after the introduc-
tion. "Oh, you dear, clever thing!
I've heard so much about you, and ]
think you are just too strong and
brave and noble and all that sort OF
thing, don't you know. Do tell me,
there's a dear, how you happened to
become bachelor girl?"
well, l was born that way-at least
grew into one." explained the Bach
elor Girl. "Of course. How stupid OF
me! And you've come to this great
metropolis all by yourself7 Oh. just
think you're splendid" And the
Sweetest Thing beamed with enthusi-
asm into the Bachelor Girls eyes.
Lots Of girls come here alone"
humbly offered the Bachelor Girl In ex-
tenuation.
J "Yes, but they're not like you. They
work in dirty old factories and sell
things in shops, or some such thing.
You paint beautifully; every one says
So"
mot so well as you do, 1 think
u And the Bachelor Girls critical eyes
J. measured the exact shade OF rose on
q her tormentor's cheek.
"Oh, I'm sure you do!" protested the
flattered one. And you've a cunning
little studio way up in the top Of some
tall building, where you live with YOU
high ideals and give free rein to YOU
In aesthetic Ideas and have too lovely
time for anything. Do tell me how
10 you happened to come here and leav'
- hnn1o
y was just ambition, and the desire OF al
g, artistic soul, wasn't it?'
The Bachelor Girl was tired and sh
" fared angrily. She didn't like Swee
e' Things very we'll, anyway, for she wa
=, plain herself. mo, it wasn't" she re
a. q torted in self-defense II came her
~ to get rid Of the squabbles at home an
=. =, to rest my eyes from the never-endin
~ view of smashed crockery thrown a
~ my father by my mothers unerrini
20 hand. / was tired, too, OF having
-, tribe of young brothers and sister
no ransacking my most precious belong
no ings, and OF making over gowns an
or bonnets for three successive seasons
be I came"-the Bachelor Girl resolves
q. to free her mind for once-"I came be
40 cause l was tired OF the never-endin
ID quarrels at home, OF angry words an
unprovoked seedlings. l was afraid
he l didn't get into the way OF making m
n own living that l might be tempted
as marry some man to make a living fo
te me, and be as unhappy as my mothe
re and all OF the other women whom
as know. 1t was not to liberate aestheti
ideas-I haven't any; nor to satisf
It's the longings OF an artistic soul. pre-
he fer broiling a steak any day, but yo
i'd see I must earn the money to buy tn
he steak and the other things, II my viz
to tory OF peace is to remain victory.
tn "Gracious" said the Sweetest Thing.
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