The Savannah morning news., 1903-04-26
BY EMILY HOLT.
Copyright. 1903, by Emily Holt.

"Tears-of course. believe in tears,
don't your" stoutly confessed Mrs.
John Matrimonial Bliss, as she popped
a darning egg into a sock of manly
proportions, and drew her own con-
illusions from some grim lines lurking
about the corners of Mrs. Tommy
Tophat's pretty mouth.
mo. 1 don't. They are childish
indulgence and awfu1ly undignified,
and, besides, men hate them" snap
ped Mrs. Topflat, in a contradictory
tone, which her hostess pretended not
to notice.
Eyes, know there is a cherished ira:
dition to that effect" went on that in
defatigable little talker. Nevertheless,
tears have their noble mission to full
fill in this world, and 1 am sorry to see
that they have been allowed to go al
most as much out of fashion as the
hoopskirt The heroines in the plays
and novels no longer employ them even
in their intensest moments. Just fam
cy the imperial new woman, or the
cellege-bred girl, all brains and no
weaknesses, giving way. Why, they don't
know how to do it. They have lost
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sooner they revive this venerable and
blessed accomplishment, the better it
will be for them.
Nowadays, when anything happens
to these superior creatures-when, on
the stage, the husband is proven to
be secretly following the trade of a
burglar or a bookmaker; or, in the
novel, the heroine's best young man
elopes with the girl with the barytone
hair; or, worse yet, in real life the
new hat fails to keep it's appointment
for Easter Sunday-does the strong
woman bow her head and weep? Not
a bit of it.. She merely turns deadly
pale, clenches her hands, speaks In a
cold, calm, commanding tone, stiles
a few hard and perfectly dry soos,
which are relics of her sweet, soft
hearted grandmother trying vain1y TO
come to the surface, and otherwis
preserves her fortitude intact, and
proves that she is a Spartan in a POM
padour.
"Of course, this behavior is mag
nificent. She also has the lofty and
dry-eyed composure you are supposed
to maintain when some foolish little
marital difficulty arises over the mis-
laying of your husbands slippers, the
lateness of therbreakfast, or the tenn
perature of the soup Magnificent
but, as the French general said about
the. charge of the Light Brigade, it
isn't war. This fearless state Of fem
mime society isn't natural, nor, in the
long rum give you my word-so
truly effective as. the old, old way.
ITO be perfectly frank. Mrs Top
fat, don't mind confessing that I've
experimental with both methods my
self, and / speak from the fulness of
ripe matrimonial experience when
say that the tear in time--the judi
cious, sincere, yet freely sprinkled
tear-keeps married life a deal sweeter
than the sulks. And the sulks are
simply bound to come when a woman
can't or won't cry. The medical pro-
fession is willing to stand up for the
purely hygienic importance of tears,
and I believe they keep a woman's
eyes bright, her heart tender. her ma
ture forgiveable, her laughter sweet,
spontaneous and hearty, and wrinkles
and gray hairs from premature APP
pearance.
THE arid and unreliable nature is
bound to be moody. representative.
and on a nervous tension. Doesn't
everybody know that the fearless grief
is the most dangerous in the world,
and that there is sYery reason to be-