A HINT FOR OUR GIRLS.

Waikato Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2209, 4 September 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)

A HINT FOR OUR GIRLS.

Girls, you needn't be beautiful to become general favourites. The plainest girl I r«»ier **yr >v^» tfef favourite iff my native J»#n. • EvteyboQjr liked her. Beautiful ! If, nj>, shft is not bfautiful— that is out* der<*£ to*Mo «he i* mi ani^i. Nobody thinks of calling her beautiful. Not one of a dozen can tell whether her eyes are black or bine. If you should ask them to describe her they would only say, "Sho is just right," and thero it would end. She in a merry-hearted, fun-loving, bewitching maiden, witbuut a gpark of envy or malioo in her whole composition. She enjoys horself, and want* everybody else to do the name. She his always a kind word and a pleasant smile for the oldeßt man or woman ; in fact, I can think of nothing she resembles more than a sunbeam, which brighten* everything it comes in contact with. All pay her marked attention, from rich Mr Watts, who lives in a mansion on the hill, to negro Sam, the sweep. All look after her with an admiring oye and say to themselves, "She is ju«t the right sort of a gj'rl !" The young men of the town vie with one another as to who shall show her the most attention, but she never encourages them beyond being simply kind and jolly, so no one can call her a flirt ; no, indeed, the young men all deny such an assertion as quickly as nhe. "Do girls love her, too?" I asked. "Yes, wonderful to relate, girls like her, too; for she nexordolights in hinting their feelings or saying spiteful things behind their backs. She it always willing to join in their littlo plans and to assist them in any way. They go to her with their love affairs, and she manages adroitly to see Willie or Peter and drop a good word for Ida or Jennie, until their little difficulties ■re all patched up and everything goes on smoothily again, thanks to her. Old ladies say she is delightful. The sly witch, she knows how to manage them. She listens patiently to complaint* of rheumatism or neuralgia, and then sympathises with them 10 heartily that they are more than half cured. But she cannot always be with us." 41 Then she finally gets married?" "Yes. A young man comes from a neighbouring town after n time and marries her. The villagers crowd around to tell him what a prizfl he has won, but be seems to know it pretty well withou*. any telling, to judge from his face. So she leaves us, and it is not long before we hear from that place. She is there the woman everybody likes."

If a woman were to change her sex what would she become ? A he-then. A pretty woman is always young ; but a young woman is not always pretty. The egotist who is perfectly satisfied with himself fails to satisfy any one else. •'Letter go!" exclaimed Flippanttalker, dropping a missive into the box at the street corner. People are too much abroad when travelling if they know nothing of their own country. The line must be drawn somewhere to show the rising young man the difference between pluck and cheek. The way to cure our prejudices is this— that every man should let alone those that ho complains of in others, and examine his own. — Locke. The Pnarisees accounted themselves good, not fordoing good, but for doing no evil ; that was the sum of their theology. —Jeremy Taylor. One man was asked by another, with whom he was not on the b»Bt of terms, where he had taken his abode. " Oh," he replied, " I'm living by the canal ! I should be delighted if you would drop in some evening !" A lady once asked a friend what would be a good name to give her new pet dog. "Tonic," answered the friend, without a moment's hesitation ; "for it is sure to be a mixture ot bark, steal, nnd whine." Some men are ever ready to offer a remedy for everything. The other day we remarked to one of these amateur apothecaries : 'An idea struck us yesterday :" and before we could finish he advised us : " Rub the part affected with arnica," Lover (passionately): "My sweet — my darling ! I love you with all my heart! Be miue !" Fair maiden: "Oh, George, this is so sudden ; I must have time." Lover : No, i o I must have an answer now, for I have my eye on another girl." A Famit.y Affur. — Magistrate, to prisoner : " Your name ?" Prisoner : "Henry." Magistrate: "That's your Christian panic. Whit is your family name?" Piisouur: "My father was a Pole. I have never yet been able to pronounce his name.' A dreamy wiiter says it would be curious to follow a pound of silk from its spinning until it becomes a lady's dress. No doubt ; but most men would prefer to follow it after it becomes a dress, and while the lady was in it Paris, with her 2,'220,C00 inhabitants, consumes more fish than the whole of Germany, with a population of 47,000.000. But Berlin alone " takes the cake " from France in the consumption of garlicflavoured sausages. The Man of Blood and Iron never eats less than two pounds of these baars of mystery daily. The Ancient Boat Case. — Mr Justice Chitty on the Bth July delivered a written judgment, in " Ehves v. the Brijrg G»i« company," which raised the question of the right of possession of an ancient boat, supposed to be upwards of 2, 000 years old, recently discovered during excavations, on the defendant's land. The plaintiff was Lord of the Manor, which, is situated at Brigff, Lincolnshire, and therefore the sole question was whether the plaintiffs were entitled to the boat as owners of the soil, or the defendants as occupiers and finders. Justice Chitty decided that the plaintiff wh« entitled to the boat as Lord of the Manor. Ho was in possession of the ground, not merely of the surface but of everything that lay beneath the surface down to the centre of the earth. The other day, while a Michigan Centr il train was waiting at St. Thomas, a young man of 25 was observed to be closely regarding- a solid-looking old gent of 50 who had come through Chicago. Finally the young man stepped up and inquired: "Isn't this Mr. B , of Chicago ?" "Yes, sir." "I am Mr. J , formerly of the same place, but. now of Toronto. Do you, remember me ?' "Really, but I do not." " Iwas a clerk in your pork house. I aspired to the hand nf your daughter. You drove me hence because I had no ducats." "Oh, yes, it seerart as if I do recall something of the sort. " ' 'Well, sir, I want you to understand that you made a mistake. I am now worth $18,000, and could give jour daughter every luxury." "Eighteen thousands dollars, eh ? That's^ quite a sum." "Eighteen thousand 'dollars," roused the old gent. "What a curious coincidence ! That's exactly the sum ray daughter's husband gave her the other day to buy summer puj? dogs with ! I must jot this coincidence down." Somebody held the young man up until the weakness left his knees a little, and then he went hence Borne more. An eminent French art-collector onc<» bought at the Hotel Dronot a landscape by a noted "impressionist." which ho showed, with much pride in hi* purchase, to an artist-friend. "But I think,' 1 quoth he, "that the lacks animation— it wants personages. Now, if you would paint for me a man or a woman on that road that runs through the middle of the landscape, it would greatly improve the picture." "That is easily done," said the artist ; so he carried off the pointing, and sent it back in a week or two with a figure of an old peasant woman going to market with her basket and her red umbrelU introduced on the road in question, to tho threat satinfaction. of the picture's proprietor. Meeting nhortly after with the impressionist" who had painted it, tho artist leraarked, "I had tho audacity to alter a landscape of yours belonging 1 to M. X. th« other day. I painted an old peasant woman walking down tho road." " Down tho road ? I remember no work of mine with a road in it. I should like to see the picture and judge of the effect of your alteration."^ So the artist carried him off to M. X.'s, and they speedily stood before tho landscape. The " impressionist " turned perfectly green with wrath and horror. " Miserable man," he shouted, " what have yoa done ? That is not a road that runs through the centre of my picture, it is a river !"