Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1901-01-17

sTRAUS GIRL.
$50 you MAY model yourself ON her,
eh? laughed the chaperon. "Well, tell
me first how many types of girl you
recognize"
The debutante wrinkled her fore
head "Well. there's the Straus girl,
tall, fair and queenly. and there's the
Wenzell GIRL petite and dark, then the
red haired girl, full of witchery. and
well, just the plain little brown haired
thing like myself"
81 see you have classified them as to
looks" returned the chaperon. That's
great mistake. Looks are not every
thing, not by great deal. Now this is
how would have divided them: The
sweet and depending little girl, the in
tense and alluring one, the common
sense one. the jolly boy and the home
woman"
"What do you mean by the depend
ing girl?'
The chaperon dropped a lump of
sugar into her tea. 'Well, you're one"
she answered, "You look up to Tom,
you depend OH him and fairly cling to
him in the stereotyped vine and oak
plan No, don't be angry. my dear.
It's all very sweet and lovely. and it
appeals to the vanity of a man, but it
won't last. Now, your Miss Campbell
is quite the opposite. She alternately
attracts and repulses him. She treats
him like dog. and then all at once
she let's him feel the full witchery of
her smile. In other words. she leads
him perpetual dance. Tom finds 1t
wildly exciting. and you can't blame
him. After you have entertained him
in your little white and gold reception
room and he has Toasted his eyes on
your daintiness as you sit at the piano,
dressed in your pale blue gown, with
a bunch of violets tucked away among
the chiffons you so much affect; aft
er, as | said. he has heard you sing
your quaint old English songs, he goes
away feeling he has been in the pres
ence of an angel. But he doesn't go
home-not he! He wants to mix SEN
sations. So he sends up his card to
Miss Campbell He is admitted into
her Turkish room. where she sits en-
throned Oh All oriental divan. She Is
dressed in red and perhaps wears red
rose in her hair. and as he looks at her
he can't help comparing her to some
rich, flashing jewel She deigns to
smile welcome and gives him the tip
of her fingers where you gave him
probably the whole of your eyes. Later
on she takes out her guitar and sings
for him. not The Lass With the Del
icate Hair mo. indeed; that isn't her
style-but something eastern, mystical,
something which fills him with a
strange unrest and mingles pleasantly
with the perfume of sandalwood,
which is always in evidence:
'.On the road te Mandalay,
Where he flying fishes play,
And the dawn comes up like thunder
Out OF China. across the bay. -
You can fancy how she sings 1t.
Who can blame Tom for wanting to
listen? You would, too. if you were a
man."
The debutante moved uneasily.
"Well, some day, you know" the
chaperon went on comfortably. lit is
beautiful sunlit weather He feels like
taking a ten mile tramp or something
or other. Anyway, it isn't sandalwood
OF the road to Mandalay any more. So
he gets the sensible. girl who believes
in plenty of sunlight and stout shoes
and who never uses perfume because,
she says, she would rather breathe
pure air. and they 20 off for jaunt
She gives him plenty of good advice
and tells him what a nice boy he is,
and he admires her because she Is so
sensible, no nonsense about her and
not like other girls
"And then?"
"Then? Oh, he has platonic friend
ship with her until he meets the jolly
boy-the girl who can wear the jaunti-
est red coat ride to hounds, make the
longest drive, who belongs to a club,
calls her room a den and himself old
man and who can talk politics and shop
with him.
"But what of the home womanT
ooh, she is fine housekeeper and q
great manager, and she understands
the giving of dinner, and she is good
hearted and simple and restful, and he
marries her.
"Whatr'
Eyes; you see, he wants to be sure OF
having comfort in his home and some
one to take care of him when he is sick
and some one lie can depend on gener
ally"
"But why didn't he marry one of the
others? 2"
Because he wasn't in the mood fol
1t when he met them"
But
'Aiy dear, it's all n question OF
moods When a man has the marry.
ing mood upon him he will wed the
first girl who happens to please him al
the time. Now. the reason so many
plain women marry over the heads OF
their more attractive sisters is this
They know they can't compete with
them in the matter of brilIiancy. They
can't ride or sing or play or talk wit
tiIy, but they are most observing. You
see, they have plenty of time to do that
because they are not rushed around
like the more brilliant girl. and they
have leisure to think They take note
of the man whose thoughts are turn
ing toward his ain fireside' They
don't bother about the others. Then