Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1918-11-05
The Ideal Girl

Does q man ever marry Ms Ideal
grip This is the question asked by a
mere man. and he continues IN the FOL
lowing entertaining manner ! can't
quite remember the date when my
IDEAL girl first began 10 stand out die
tinctly in my mind. but thiak i, was
when was 25 She was a heroine OF
q book | had read, or rather q girl
made up Of the virtues and graces u
a dozen herones. She was the most
adorable creature that ever was pic.
tIred. Her hair was a golden bronze,
fine, silky, glossy. and long. No hair
but this kind ever appealed TO me. Al
first her eyes were gray. but | chang
cd them to a sky blue, because | die.
covered that that sort is the most IL
nocent and girlish. She was very tiny,
lust a little armful that | could pick
ND. Her hands were small slender,
1ud very pink. and her feet were just
t.g enough for baby shoes,
In other ways she was very won
derful creature. She could be clildlIke,
cheerful and Industrious. solf reliant
and strong, a Joan of Arc and baby
BIZ turns | imagined her in times OF
plenty sitting at my feet like child
wife: in times Of hunger, turning out q
huge beefsteak pie; in the soringtime
securing the house from top to bot
tom, a ministering angel in sickness,
the fairest of the fair at dance. tim
/! when felt strong, brawny when
my confidence was low.
That's the sweetheart | chose and
having thus set her up-a creature OF
beauty, wit and work--the next thing
9as to find her and marry her.
met a girl with golden bronze hair
but she was tall; so, without consid
ering her further, tried again. Soon
/ was introduced to one with just the
slight figure and appealing blue eyes
OF my ideal. Unfortunately her hair
was a rusty red, and when | imagined
her at my fireside closed the acquain
lance.
Strangely enough within week |
met a girl who might have been the
twin sister Of the last, with this dit
ference-she had the exact golden
bronze hair of my ideal. | was over
ioyed. | loved her as soon as set
eyes on her hair and face. but | hest
tated when | saw her hands and feet
They were large-huge! How could !
Hiss and fondle hands like those?
Since that | have met many girls
who were nearly like my ideal, but not
satisfactory. Those who were tender
and childish, could not cook or mend,
those who could cook and mend were
big and practical. To one OF them |
nearly became engaged. She was pref
~, slight, all wished but one thing,
or, rather two--her eyes were a pale
red. Many times | looked into them
trying to make up my mind il ! could
accept them in place of blue. X new
q looked into them excepting at twi
ght, we might be happy, | thought,
tut supposins some time in the morn
ins sunshine / took that small face be
tween my hands and looked for two
blue eyes, to be met by pale RED ones
Ny love would surely die. dared MOI
risk it.
Does a man ever find his ideal! And
II he does, is she the sort that would
make him happy? have my douots
At 20 my bronze haired, blue eyed
ideal Is but a memory; and I'm afraid
If met her now, radiantly perfect,
should not suffer heart throb
Another has taken her place. one
day medium sized girl came along
a girl with bronze hair, brown eyes
CHEEKY, good fellow laugh, and
heart bursting with affection She has
laughed me into liking her very much
What the next step VIII be canno
tell, but doubt II man ever marrle'
or wants to marry his ideal girl