The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1900-06-15
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IT HE Bachelor Girls Confession
Club were holding an important
meeting behind closed doors. The sub
ject Of the evenings discussion had
been announced by mail to each mem
Der. 1t was Frauds That Have Per-
petrated.'
After seeing that all windows and
doors were carefully closed the Chinese
joss sticks were lighted and the pres
ident called the meeting TO order.
This being a strictly secret session"
she said, 1t is possible for us to dis
cuss this somewhat delicate subject
freely and without reserve. We are all
aware that many crises arise in every
life when it is necessary 10 resort to
deception or fraud-unconsciously per-
haps-"
mot always unconscious said the
Fashion illustrator, looking at some
pictures she had just done labeled,
"The Newest Thing in Opera Cloaks.'
There are times when we deliberately
plan and execute successful frauds.
Ne deliberately determine TO deceive
A low murmur of indignation swept
the meeting like an electric vibration.
81 see that you all look indignant
she went on, but that also is fraud,
for YOU know in your hearts that not
one of us is entirely truthful
"Win the member please speak for
herself?" suggested the girl who
taught Sunday school, somewhat
stiflly.
For instance" went on the Fashion
illustrator, "how many Of you have
never used face powder? All who never
used even an eenty teenty dab raise
their right hands,
There was a dead silence. Not
hand was raised. The president saw
an opportunity for a sensation. How
many Of you," she said, sternly and
tensely, deepening her voice to an i'm
pressive whisper, "have not at this
moment powder puffs concealed in
your pocketbooks and elsewhere?'
There was another silence, so thick
that you could almost see it, until the
Typewriter Girl relieved the situation.
"Then there are pin curls and puffs
and switches" she said. "and padded
gowns. We are all more or less guilty
of some form of fraud or deception
We are worse than men, for all our
frauds are small ones. There never
was a really great woman criminall'
She said this almost with regret, as
though IL were something that would
have added distinction to the sex.
"How about Lucretia Borgia and
Catherine of Russia and-and-' began
the Girl Librarian.
simple forms of hysteria,' said the
Schoolteacher; "their crimes were all
inspired by men and perhaps aided and
abetted by them. They were the result
of love. jealousy or pique. but you can
not find in the pages Of history one
genuinely magnificent woman Grim
mall"
The girls looked rather relieved at
this and the Newspaper Girl arose
1--WE can never learn to lie as well as
men do" she said, regrctfully; 81 know
I've tried hard to become as proficient
as lots of men / know. but can't get
the style and grace that they put into
n lie"
81 distinctly recollect telling one
about my age" said the Typewriter
Girl. The members groaned in unison,
and some one brought out q box OF
chocolate peppermints and passed it
silently.
I'VE we're averaging up the age Of
the graduating class" went on the
Typewriter Girl. "and of course each
girl took off at least four years
81 can recollect that, said the Fluffy
Girl. who had been in the same class.
81 was always dreadfully bad at fig
ures: couldn't add two and two with
out a pad and a pencil. The professor.
knew this and he changed his cues
ton when he came to me and threw
ort all my calculations. He asked
all the other girlsi How old are
your"
And we all lied promptly and cas-
ily." said the Typewriter Girl. "and he
knew it. but it was good for the col
lege 10 have such a young class.
"But when he came 10 me- said the
Fluffy Girl, che said: And now, Miss
Penelope. what year were you born
mp had the answer all ready for;
How old are you?' but this new way Of
putting the question called for hasty