LADIES’ EXPRESS.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 289, 14 July 1875, Page 2

LADIES’ EXPRESS.

The Editor will be glad to give insertion to any local contributions from his lady friends that may be considered interesting in the family circle, or to the sex generally.'} When morning wears a rosy flush, And murmuring streams reflect its hues ; Paleas the apple-blossom’s blush, Beheld through evening’s dower of dews ; And when the sun climbs up the east, And not one cloud or star is seen ; Such beauties charm my glance the least, Beside thine own, dear Geraldine! Earth is a shrine of beauty when v The summer strews it o’er with flowers ; If there’s a time for love ’tie then, For oh ! how sweetly pass the hours ! And yonder, where the lilies bow, How oft in summer time we’ve been ; There thou hast heard my ardent vow Of lasting love, sweet Geraldine ! The timid blushes on thy cheek Are like the opening rose-buds wild : The secret of thy heart they speak— Thy lips have told it when they smiled ; Were I a king I know, I know, Whom I would gladly make my queen ; It would be thee! my love to show, My peerless, gentle, Geraldine ! H.S. A hardened bachelor says that every girl who intends to qualify herself for marriage should go through a course of cookery. Unfortunately, he adds, but few wires are able to dress anything but themselves. Customer—“ I want a mourning suit.” Shopman—“ What is the bereavement, may I ask ?” Customer—‘“My mother-in-law.” Shopman—“ Mr. Brown, show the gentleman to the light affliction department.”— Fun. Imperious fashion orders that checks and stripe be worn by “ everybody who is anybody” this season, so that in a little while we may expect to see our streets filled with fair living chess boards and tigresses of the most killing description. Even stockings are to be striped, or else at least coloured. The dyers must have “got at” M. Worth and his colleagues the men milliners of Paris. Worn Down.—A poor woman went to her minister asking him to come and perform funeral services of her fourth husband, hel having officiated for three who had previously J disappeared from public view. “ Why 4 Bridget, how is this ?” asked the gentleman. “ Ah, it’s mighty bad,” she replied. “ There was never a poor woman worn down with such a lot of dying men as I’ve been. “ Muscular Maidens” forms the subject of a recent editorial note in the Graphic, which comments with satisfaction upon the growing disposition of young ladies in England to take part in exercises calculated to give them more robust health than that prod need by the oldfashioned back board and calisthenics. There are now many ladies’ schools it is stated, where the girls, clad in tunics and knickor-bockors, learn gymnastics, and become proficient therein ; and many schools where girls are taught swimming, and become as much at home as young seals. Many young ladies, too, may now be seen on the Thames sculling or“ paddling their own canoe” with masculine dexterity. In like manner skating, both on the ice and on artificial rinks, is now much practised by ladies. The Graphic savs that the beneficial results of this newborn love of healthy exercise are very apparent, and that as women do not overdo these things no harm need be feared. These remarks are cheering after all we have heard latelv regarding fem mine betting and card sharping’.