Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-07-07

upon harp with thousand strings
seldom confines himself to one in
strument. There are others. He's
a professional, not an amateur.
Another familiar variety OF male
fllrt is the man who has a real, or
alleged, past. He has a passion for
confessing his sins to every good
looking woman. According to his
story he has bAen desperately
wicked, and followed a dark, de.
vious career of which he never re-
pented until he met the particular
angel to whom he is relating the
thrilling tale of his life. But some.
thing about her has made him think
of his sainted mother, and he only
needs her white hand to lead up to
the higher life.
Goodness knows why, daughter,
but black sheep have an almost ir
resistible lure for women. The only
perfect man who ever lived bored
his wife so that she was ready to
listen to the first devil who came
along, and it's been so with every
daughter of Eve since.
Therefore, daughter, be on your
guard against the picturesque sim
ner. He will appeal to your GU
riosity and your love of adventure,
and that something primeval in
every feminine breast. 1t will flat
ter your vanity to think that any
man regards you as saint and that
his salvation lies with you. Also
it makes you feel nice and pious to
1ornrr1ico tn for hut NIyhPn
you do, you are past praying for
yourself. Reflect that most of the
men who pretend to be desperate
characters are really quite harmless
creatures, and, anyway, there is
small profit to a woman in making
of herself reformation institution.
Then, there's the flirt who puts
his faith in caVe-man stuff. He af-
fects to despise women as sex.
He belittles their achievements. He
SCOTS at their opinions. He calls
them dolls, toys, puppets, and he
announces that when he sees his
woman he will take her by strong
arm methods, whether she wants to
marry him Or not.
Ware the cave-man, daughter. He
is always flourishing his stone
Ratchet and threatening to grab
some maiden by the hair of her head
and drag her off to his lair. And,
curiously enough, the girls sit
around waiting for the delicious
SILVER of being grabbed instead of
doing the grabbing themselves. But
it seldom comes off. The cave-man
is mostly buster and big noise and
hasn't even a two-by-four flat to
which to take wife or a soupbone
to put in the pot.
To the married flirt who tells you
that his wife does not understand
him, and who means why, oh why.
did he not meet you in time, listen
not, oh daughter. Flirting with
married man may have its charm.
as playing with fire does, but it also
has the risk of burning your fin
gers.
Playing the love game with man
who has a wife is playing with
stacked cards, and you are bound to
lose in the end.
OF the he-vamp who seeks to mo
nopOllZe you, ana the one VINO coA7
descends to you; of the one who says
it with flowers and candy and the
one who quotes poetry in the moon
light; Of he who languishes at your
feet and the one who brags about
what he is and does need not
speak. There are many men and
each has his own little method of
love making
Amuse yourself with them all,
daughter, but listen only to the
one who names the day when he
tells you that you are the first and
only woman he has ever loved. AL
of the others are con men.
Copyright 1929