The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1908-04-17
A TUB TEST
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BY FOREST BLAKE

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don't believe 4 girl ever done such
= thing before.
It wasn't a bit like novels-though
I never had much of chance to read
them, for I've had to work out ever
since was Is: But in novels, yor,
know, the girl is always beautiful, and
always dressed in shimmering satin
and lace; and the man generally
meets her behind a bank Of palms at
bail, and they wind the thing UP In
garden Of roses just as the sun goes
down. And, as he clasps her slender,
dropping form in his arms, and she
lays her golden head on his manly
bosom, l always wonder how much
of that clasping business therell be
when he sees her with her golden
hair done up in curl papers and last
weeks calico dress on?
And, you know, that makes: lots of
difference. Now, I'm not bit spretty,
but when I'm dressed up you'd be sur
prised. My hairs dark, and it's ma.
turally straight and oily and wants to
lay right fat to my head. But when
I've washed it good and curled it just
the least bit and snarled it into a. POM
padour back and front there's not one
person in a dozen but would say the
whole thing is nature Then my COM
plexion is kind of dark, but I've found
out how to use Princess cream and
rice powder so it won't show. And 4
know just what kind Of styles and COL
ors to wear. So. when I'm dressed up
in my brown. tight-fltting, tailor suit,
with furs and hat all to match-thc
whole thing simple and elegant and
not bit like a hired girl-and I'm
with crowd of girls and we meet a
maxwell, he never looks at the
others.
But, when l get home and change
my tailored broadcloth for an old blue
calico with a patch on the front, Wheel
the powder wears of and my hair be-
gins to wilt and get stringy, then I
guess man wouldn't turn his head
unless it was to keep from looking at
me.
Then why don't Just keep fixed up
all the time? Because don't have
time When a girl gets up at four,
gets breakfast, milks five cows, puts
out big washing, gets dinner. churns,
does the ironing, gets supper and then
mows the yard while she's resting,
there's not much time for polnping
your hair. And when saw l couldn't
work and keep pretty, both, I chose
to work. And never worried anything
about it-not till l met Isaac.
He's school teacher. and an awful
fine scholar, too. He graduated from
common branches, and he's spent two
whole terms in the county normal.
Has been teaching district school for
seven years now-every year in a Diff
ferent place.
He talks whole lot about his pro.
fession," and about ''the child" and
tha t'cMld's mental growth" and "ius
tellectual processes" and a lot of other
thugs l can't understand. He's told
me, too. that 1t takes a great deal Of
cou age for maa to recognize his af-
that means-amons
the lower classes, when his calling in
life Is to be a brain worker and a great
leadsr among men.
Aid, besides being a school teacher,
he's the most ffnicky fellow ever
went with. They say it takes him fif-
teen minutes to comb his hair, and he
cant put on his hat without a looking
glass. When get into a big stew of
worl: l forget all about how l look,
but l.,aac never gets so deep in as
that. Last summer, when help was so
scarce here in the country, and the
men Just working their heads off TO
get harvesting done, and Isaac was
sitting around at home studying intel
lectua! processes, John Winters here.
that's the woman's man l work for,
he asked Isaac to help him. And
Isaac helped one forenoon. And they
said he wore gloves all the time and
when he come into the field he was
carrying an umbrella over him.
l went with him all the next winter.
and by spring he was coming here
twice a week regular. I used to spend
nearly two hours beforehand getting
ready Tor him, and he would just take
spells ovei my-my-looks; but all
the time felt kind of uneasy.
At last one night when he was trv-
Ing to make me promise him, sure. I
just up and says:
Isaac says I. you don't know me.
You think I'm pretty, and I'm not"
why aren't you pretty, Matilda: 2"
says he. (He always says aren't"
and "isn't.) Haven't you the most
beautiful hair that was ever on a
woman's head? Isn't your skin like
the petals of lily? Aren't your teeth
like pearls?"
mo, SIR" says I, they amt! It
takes me half an hour to do up NV
hair so it looks like it's naturally fluf-
~. These pearls you're talking about
most Of 'em cost three dollars apfece
and my lily skin comes out of a cold
cream jar and powder box. NV ewes
is the real thing. but if there was anv
way Of changing 'em I'D be a doing
it,
He seemed sort of dazed for a min.
ute, but at last he says:
well, Matilda, even If your bodily
charms are not all-er-real, those of
yonr, character are. And love-. NATL:
da, is not dependent ON the physical.
Love 10 q spiritual thing. II IL a coro.
munion of souls"
That all sounded nice, but still I
fir1n't feel inst riuh< oko,,% - d.. =