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THE PLEADER.

| Then canst thou chide the tears that tell my love is

lingering yet?

'Tis vain! forgive, oh, mother dear, forgive-I can't BY S. J. G. .

forget.

My eyes are dim with weeping now-my cheek is 'Tis vain! oh, mother dear, forgive, forgive this white with woe; stubborn heart,

I smile no more, my days without or joy or gladness I cannot crush that cherish'd thought, or bid it flow; thence depart;

There is no path around our home, no flower that I'm haunted by that face beloved, so long, and oh, blossoms there, so well,

No leafy tree, no prattling brook, no sound upon And vain is every effort made to break affection's the air, spell.

But wakes within my heart of hearts a thousand Thy child is not unduteous, no; ah, she would fain memories; obey ;

Alas! though we may hush its voice, our first love But canst thou think her heart's first love so soon never dies. may fade away?

Then canst thou chide the tears that tell my love is And wilt thou chide the tears that tell that love is lingering yet ? lingering yet?

'Tis vain! forgive, oh, mother dear, forgive--I can't 'Tis vain! forgive, oh, mother dear, forgive- I can't forget. forget.

I know he hath no golden store, nor what the world

calls fame; We've never been one day apart since childhood But hath he not a noble heart and an unblemish'd until now,

name? And canst thou wonder sorrow broods so darkly on And is not heaven's light shed o'er the path of such my brow?

as he? We strayed when children hand in hand among the And a mine of wealth would not our love be unto Summer flowers

him and me? Together sate we by the hearth when came the Win. | Then scorn not him, nor smile upon the rich who ter hours :

come to woo. And when our infant years were past his love he Not mine to give the hand they seek-I'll keep my whisper'd me,

promise true; And we pledged our troth one quiet eve, beneath the And chide thou not the tears that tell my love is greenwood tree;

lingering yet, Then canst thou chide the tears that tell my love is For 'tis vain, all vaid, oh, mother dear-thy child lingering yet?

cannot forget. 'Tis vain ! forgive, oh, mother dear, forgive-- I can't forget.

Remember thine own girlish days, when love first

touch'd thy heart,

And tell me at whose mandate would that feeling The sunny day is dark to me, and sleepless is the thence depart :

Remember him, my father dear, now slumbering in I dread its long and dreary hours, yet wish not for the grave, the light.

And tell me didst thou not for him full many a trial 'Tis Summer time, and yet I see no beauty in the brave? fields;

And when compelled to part, dost thou, remember The fragrant air, the song of birds, no longer plea all thy pain, sure yields.

And dost thou not remember all thy joy to meet I pine for him whose presence made all nature fair again? to me,

Ah, now thou wilt not chide because my love is For him whose noble heart is mine, and mine will lingering yetever be;

| I see, I feel, oh, mother dear, I need not now forget,

night

LI T E R A T U R E.

ANGELA; by the author of Emilia Wynd- feeling manifested throughout. The outline of ham. (Colburn.)– To say that Mrs. Marsh is a the story is simple, but we refrain from giving fascinating writer, is to make use of a very it, through kindness to those readers who may hackneyed phrase, and yet we know of no word not have been fortunate enough to have read more applicable than “fascinating," to apply to the novel before seeing our notice of it; we the novel before us; not alone from its variety prefer selecting extracts, which will convey some of incident and 'Character, its descriptions of idea of our author's power of delineation, as scenery, &c., although all the pourtrayal of a also of the true sentiment of the work. We masterly hand; but from its life-like reality, its will therefore confine ourselves to stating, that revelations of the inner being, as well as from Angela, the hereine, is left an orphan at the age the earnestness of purpose and deep religious of nineteen, with her two little half sisters and infant brother dependent upon her. Upon the , dyspepsia; exhaustion ; I know not what. Now, it's death of her stepinother they remove to London, a principle with me, Miss Nevil, never to listen to with the old nurse, who is faithfully attached to people being not well; there's no end of it. B cause them; and shortly after Angela enters the family i people are not so robust-looking as I an, they fancy of Mrs. Usherwood as governess. We quote !

they cannot be half so strong : but that's all a misthe interview previous to Aquela's entering take; I really am much more delicate than I look, upon her arduous duties. Mrs. Usherwood

but I never complain of my health, and therefore I

think I may be excused for not allowing any one else commencing with

in my house to do so. The children often look pale “And now, my dear Miss Nevil, to give you a and peaking, they say; but I listen to no complaints ; slight idea of my view of life and education." She

and their elder sisters are such fine blooming girls sat, the picture of robust health, at the head of her

that I doubt not they will all grow up so too. My well furnished breakfast-table, eating of a game pie

last governess but two conformed to my views, and aux truffles-her portly frame erect and vigorous, her!

was excessively strict with regard to her lessons; cheeks ruddy and blooming, her large grey eves unluckily, she left me to be married ; she was quite bright, clear, and hard as diamonds; and opposite to a treasure. As for the last, poor thing, I did not her sat the slender and beautiful young creature,

keep her six months ; she had not been with me healthy and rigorous too, but whose slight frame

three before her head-aches, as she was always com. • seemed ill calculated to endure heavy fatigue : and plaining, began. Well, my dear Miss Nevil, you whose delicate cheek, upon which the lovely roses of

have two examples before you, and I hope you will nineteen bad already a little faded, and eyes anxious

be pleased not to imitate the young lady with the and sorrowful, ill suited to her years, told of one

head-aches. ***** With respect to the plan engaged too young in the troublesome strife for

of study," continued Mrs. Usherwood, with an air existence. “Exertion, my dear Miss Nevil, as some

of decision, “I have my own principles also. I very Grecian orator I forget his name, but I dare say

much approve of the system of questions, as I before you know it; I learned it in Pinnock's questions

hinted. It is an immense saving of time using Pin. an excellent school-book by the bye - doubtless you

nock's questions-or stay, somebody else; I forget know it well. Where was 1 ? Yes. What is the first

who. Never mind. Its astonishing what a vast deal thing for an orator? was the question asked; be an.

about dates, and names of people, and places, and swered · Boldness :' the second ? • Boldness :' tbe

things, children get in that way, without the great third ? " Boldness :' and so on. I say, what is the expense of time usually consumed by reading. This first thing in an instructress ? Exertion;' the liaves hours and hours of the greatest value at liberty second ? · Exertion :' the third : Exertion.' I am for the languages, music, dancing, drawing, &c. I never idle my:elf, and I allow no one to be idle about

think a great deal of the languages. I know many me. I detest idleness.” She stopped for want of young ladies who can speak five, and read seven; and breath, supported nature with a little more game pie it is the height of my ambition that my daughter and a cup of hot coffee, and then after a pause went should do the same. My elder girls speak Freneh, on : “ I often regret the hours that were wasted in Spanish. Italian, modern Greek; everything, in short, the course of my own education. Certainly, gover. except German, which we have been unfortunate in; nesses were very different things then to wbat they

but they are highly accomplished in every other re. are now. I was allowed to run about and play with spect. Of course, I provide masters for all these my brothers for hours and hours in the garden, while

things; and the children have a French bonne ; & my progress in essentials was dreadfully neglected. Spanish little girl to play with them now and then; No wonder that I can neither speak Italian nor Gerant an Italian and German master. So there is a man, or that my progress in music, in spite of nature | vast deal to be done, you see, my dear Miss Nevil; having gifted me with a wonderful ear, is so incon- and you will set a good example, I trust, of labouring siderable, that to play a valse or a polka is the extent

from morning till night." of my ability ; but certainly, as I said, things are Poor Angela! Poor governesses! for this is carried on in a very different manner now. I expect not, we feel, a fictitious description. We fear not one minute to be wasted. Always be doing the Usherwood class is a numerous one, and something' is my maxim. And certainly my elder many a poor, sensitive-minded governess bas had daugliters have turned out most highly accomplished, to endure the opprobrium and slavery exand my younger ones seem following hard upon their ney steps. There is a great gap between the two families;

perienced by our noble-minded and conscientious my youngest elder is eighteen just introduced ; my

| heroine, whilst existing under the roof of her eldest younger, as I call her, only thirteen. Now, I

extortionate employer. And here we cannot do when they are once out, of course all this sort of better than quote our author's reflections upon thing is at an end; but, till they are out, and while this subject, which find an echo in our own in the governess's hands, I expect the most un hearts :remitting attention to business.”.

Ah! little do those who have not their livings to “ I hope I shall be able to give you satisfaction, get, appreciate the hardships those undergo who have, madam,” said Angela. “I bave not been accus or feel for the numbers of young creatures-delicate, tomed to idleness myself, and I do not love it." sensitive, and refined as themselves--whom the ups and

" That's just wbat I like. Love it! I can't en-downs of this busy speculating world of ours consign dure it! And now, Miss Nevil, one other thing-I to dependence and toil. It is a thing sorely to be do hope you are always well.”

lamented, in a period so peculiarly exposed to the " As much as I can be," said Angela, smiling; chances and changes of fortune as that in which we live, “ and indeed I scarcely ever know what it is not to that some greater variety of occupation is not open to be well."

young women, that there is nothing but the eternally " That's charming; for it's the very reason I have repeated one of the domestic governess, and that the parted witin, I might really say, scores of governesses. part of doinestic governess is often rendered so Some way they are never well; always soine excuse { laborious and irksome by the carelessness and want or another : head-aches; heart-aches; over-fatigue ; of feeling of the employer.

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Yes, it is deeply to be lamented-but we think , good habits; here there were literally no habits, we see the dawn of a better state of things; except the doing “everything by turns, and nothing nevertheless it is a subject that cannot too often

long," can be called a habit. The only thing that be brought forward, and we feel grateful to Mrs.

preserved the character of Augusta" from utter Marsh, and to all who advocate reformation in

destruction, in the perilous position in which she was this quarter-grateful to her and all who expose

placed, was the boundless goodness of her heartthe manifold evils and injustices to which the

that beart, so richly gifted by nature, seemed by its

genial influences, to pervade the whole being, and governess class is subjected. Angela's life at Mrs. Usherwood's has one bright spot in ita

preserve it from corruption. the intimacy and cordial friendship of Joan

Angela and Augusta, dissimilar as they were Grant, our old favourite in “Norman's Bridge,”

in character and tone of feeling, soon became with whom we are delighted to renew our

attached friends. The pure and truthful spirit acquaintance:

of the foriner soon acquires a beneficial influence

over Augusta, almost unconsciously to herself; The generous, energetic little girl, who, as a mere

the foriner developing, by her presence merely, child, had accomplished so much for children a little younger than herself, still pursued, in conjunction

the better portions of her pupil's and friend's nawith many more extended objects, the same generous

ture; but Augusta's faults, which had grown with and benevolent plan.

her growth and strengthened with her strength,

time, and the correcting power of sorrow and In the more sterling qualities of woman's

illness, could alone diminish or eradicate. Mrs. nature; in undeviating rectitude of conduct; in

Marsh has great and delicate power in delineating the strong moral force to vanquish difficulties,

character, and in weaving the web of circumstance. and stifle those feelings, which, indulged in,

She possesses the rare charm of consistency; we would weaken the very sense of duty ; in the

see the result of circumstance upon the character, power of self-sacrifice, and in that deep, religious

and character governing circumstance. We do, faith, which extracts the sting from sorrow--Angela's character resembler Joan's. On leaving the novel, made use of to bring about a happy

| however, object to the catastrophe at the close of Mrs. Usherwood, her kind friend Joan Grant | termination, as unworthy of our author-we procures her the situation of companion and allude to the resorting to the Rosa-Matilda exdrawing-mistress to Augusta Warby, a friend of pedient of a fire, to effect the reformation of one Joan's--a high-spirited, generous, and noble

character and make a happy dénouement. The hearted girl, but whose character, through want

great charm of Mírs. Marsh's writing lies in of mental and moral culture, is a strange medley

the psychological development of individual of good and evil the latter often predominating character, and not in the startling and novel over the former,

incidents which characterise the romances of a It matters not with wbat intelligence the mind is James or a Dumas. We will conclude with gifted, which has received no education; which has, two or three reflecting of our author, which through the negligent waste of all the precious impressed us with their truth and justice.---M.T. hours of youth, been allowed to contract trifling habits, and to lose itself in low interests. Some

A TRUE HEART, excitement, even to the finest natures, is necessary

Honour to the heart! Honour and praise to the to awaken them to life, and make them capable affectionate and loyal heart! Honour and praise of high things. The thirst for information, the and thanksgiving to the heart which can triumph noble curiosity for truth, must be stimulated, must over the contradictions of self-interest, the bitter in. be expanded by that development of the ideas which fluences of jealousy and envy, the fierce ordeal of a good education furnishes; otherwise, the fairest rival love, and cau maintain itself equitable, sincere, natural gifts too often remain buried, and would be affectionate, and true! Honour to these two dear girls! utterly overlooked, except that a sort of ill-understood The one, trained and disciplined by adversity, and and secret uneasiness and discontent affords painful purified and sanctified by piety: the other, warm, indication of their abortive existence. An enlightened genial, generous, and high-minded - the handiwork education is necessary to awaken even the desire to of prodigal nature. Both just, both loyal, both kuow-to sow the seeds from whence a harvest is to brave-both in their noble disinterestedness raised spring; love of reading most especially, that inestim- far above all the mean influences, the fierce and able boon to man and woman, is rarely acquired in stormy passions, the cruel dissensions, and the still after years, if it has not been the happy result of a more cruel alienations to which their unhappy cirgood early education. Poor Augusta was a signal cumstances were calculated to give birth. example of this deficiency, and of its consequent dis

PAITH. advantages. What happiness might not her lively!

ely! There is that in true faith, in the actual living be

There is the intellects have afforded her, had she been reared in

| lief in an actually existing Being of absolute beauty,

het the blessed habit of employing them well! With

absolute righteousness, and absolute infinite benevopowers of reasoning so lucid, with an imagination so

| lence, which banishes the loneliness from the debright, with a heart so warm and ardent, what

serted and solitary heart, and consoles for all the treasures of happiness and of usefulness might not a deformities, inconsistencies, errors, weaknesses, and ust development have disclosed ! Now her character

crimes of this imperfect sketch-this rude embryo was all confusion, starts of energy, flashes of intel

state of the soul's life, in which we at present exist. ect--flashes which only seemed to pass, like the vain and useless lightning, to disclose the darkness around :

REAL KINDNESS. there was little happiness, for there was no result; | The greatest proof of real kindness in those cases there was neither continuity nor perseverance. Some is to have patience ; not to be in too great a hurry to one defines the object of education to be, to form see people happy again. People are so good. natured, so impatient for pain to end and wounds to , yet more the strong, and give some support to heal, that they forget there is such a thing as skim all those who are not too utterly crushed and deming over and leaving a sore to fester within. They graded to receive help; reflecting as it does many, forget that happiness is a spontaneous thing-it will come when it will come : it is of those spirits that

many phases of woman's life and nature. It is will not be commanded.

a story with two heroines--for, by as much as The mistake proceeds in general from their kindness, though sometimes, I

the gifted Bianca, the child of nature, unspoiled fear, from mere weariness; but it is a great mistake

t mistake by false teaching, wins us to admiration ; Alice, to be disappointed, because the poor sufferer cannot | with all her nobleness crushed into her heart get quite well in what they think a reasonable time. by cruel environments, until she believes it a They begin to measure this reasonable time by an very shame, fit only to be put away in a tomh, arbitrary standard of their own-necessarily false ; demands our pity to the degree of pain. Ya for who shall take the measure of the depth of the one is the Actress, first from roughest neces another's anguish ?

sity, and then from ardent love of Art-from the THE HALF-SISTERS. A Tale. By Geral- loud speaking of the genius that is within her: dine Endsor Jewsbury; author of « Zoe.” 2 | the other, the rich man's acknowledged daughvols. (Chapman 8. Hall.) “ Zöe” was a great ter, surrounded from infancy with the material book, though not a perfect one; its chief fault, in comforts of life, and the cold world-maxims that

opinion, being a want of artistic arrangement / almost stifle her soul. The storm of LIFE comes -the wealth of thought it contained was often to both, and the one is shattered by it as a tree obscured instead of developed. Far otherwise by lightning. is it with the present work, the gold of which is, It is not our purpose to give the details of the by comparison, not beaten out and attenuated, story, or dwell on its subordinate characters. but skilfully and beautifully fashioned. It is Enough that the latter are truthfully conceived bad taste to "name names' for the purpose of and forcefully pourtrayed, and that the interest holding them up to scorn and reprobation; but of the whole never for a moment flags. There there are writers, lady-writers too, of the pre- | is not a dull chapter in the two volumes, and not sent day, whose works seem to us the most a few of their truths are shown by the sparkling dangerous in the whole range of our literature: / light of wit. The character of Conrad 18 because they come out with all the prestige of sketched in a masterly manner, and his refuge mock morality-because by ignorant elders they | at last is most natural. Our extract shall be a are placed in the hands of inexperienced girls, I conversation between Bianca's unworthy lover at the age wheu the young heart is seeking for and her future husband. Truth, as a feeble plant in the darkness struggles “ It is all very fine talking about liberality and all towards a gleam of light. Youth is so ready to that, but a professional life ruins a woman as : believe and to reverence: it is told this is truth, woman. They all of them follow their profession, and it warps its own nature to think it so. And not from any high love of art, but to gain their what is the result? Another generation of living, and that takes the shine out of any ideal or cramped, and dwarfed, and quarter-developed poetry that might invest their art; they do not be. beings! one-half of the human race taught all

lieve what they profess to set forth, they do it for a the vices of a slave systematically, with no op

piece of silver and a morsel of bread, and get out of tion between contentment with their bondage or

it as soon as they can. Then, consider the fierce

passions that are aroused, the envy, the jealousy, the encountering a struggle, of which moral martyr

stimulated vanity, the self-love, susceptible almost to dom is most likely to be the end. Oh that insanity; and for what purpose do they pay this fearthese books, instead of being birth-day gifts and

s, instead of being birth-day gifts and ful price? To amuse a few hundred lazy people high authorities for the “ Women” and “Daugh- a couple of hours, who go to see them, not to have ters" of England could be burnt in the market- any great or high thoughts stirred within them, for place, and such works as Geraldine Jewsbury one-half of them don't even understand the good can write be given as an antidote! It is one of things that are said ; but to have their ennui gently her half-satirical suggestions that women should stimulated, or because they don't know what else to be shut up for a given time, with no apparent

do with their evening; and the life and soul of a wooccupation, no books, no writing materials, no

man is to be melted down to minister to the caprices handiwork ; so that they perforce must think

of a parcel of people who have a contempt in their and consider “what it is they have been taught such a mode of life be anything but a degradation

heart for the very thing they go and applaud. Can

tion to all their lives, how much of it they really be- the women engaged in it?" lieve, and how much of it they have ever prac- " Because the mass of people in the world are st tised. They should have to consider what is al pid, and blind, and coarse, I do not see how that de. real inatter of conscience, and what only a mat- 1 grades the individuals who make it their business to ter of convention; they should have to exercise | endeavour to refine and cultivate them," said Lora themselves truly as to what it is they really love

Melton. and what are the things they REALLY hate, and

“ First-rate people are, and always will be, firstwhat, candidly speaking, they care nothing at

rate," said Conrad, “no matter what their profesall about.” Out of pitiful compassion, we

sion ; but as regards the stage, of which we are more would give them this book in their solitude, as

particularly speaking, the gain is not worth the enhelp and suggestion in their unaccustomed dif

penditure of body and soul it requires; people are ficulty.

not to be taught virtue in earnest by seeing virtue in

play; they go to be amused, and don't thank you to The “ Half-Sisters" is a noble woman's book be anything else; and I have too strong at n every sense of the word, It will strengthen about women to desire to see them sacrificed to

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such hopeless notions. Men may stand it better, 1 many roses, are crushed and exhaled, to produce but what is it that professional life does for women scarcely one drop of perfume! It is lucky none of Take Bianca, if you will, as a specimen ; she is one of them hear you, or we should have the rest of the the best, and what has been its effect? it has un. | season turned into a desert. The nymphs of the sexed her, made her neither a man nor a woman. ballet would be strangling themselves in their garlands; A public life must deteriorate women; they are thrown and as to her Majesty's female servants, the singers on the naked world, to have to deal, like us men, and actresses, they would be throwing up their enwith all its bad realities; they lose all the beautiful gagements at a minute's warning, and Lord Byron's ideal of their nature, all that is gentle, helpless, and Curse of Darkness' would fall on all pleasant things ! confiding; they are obliged of necessity to keep a Try this fresh claret, and tell me, in sober earnest, keen eye to their own interest, and, having no in- what women ought to be, and to do, to meet your herent force or strength, they are reduced to cun- notions of female perfection. What is the birthright ning; their intercourse with others becomes a matter of excellence they lose in making use of the talents of interest and calculation ; they may, and many of Providence may have given them?”. them no doubt do, keep virtuous in the broad sense “The sort of woman I dream of for my wife, is, of the term ; but, in their dealings with men, they in all respects, the reverse of Bianca," said Conrad, use their sex as a weapon ; they play with the pas gravely. “A rational, though inferior intelligence, sions of men to some degree like courtesans; they to understand me and help me in my pursuits ; use the charms of their persons to carry their pur- clinging to me for help, looking to me for guidance ; poses; they may have no intention to realise illicit a gentle, graceful timidity keeping down all display hopes, but whilst a man is not quite hopeless, he will of her talents, a sense of propriety keeping her from exert himself with a zeal, which, if he were quite sure all eccentric originality, either of thought or deed, nothing was intended, would be circumscribed by a her purity and delicacy of mind keeping her from all very wooden horizon. The soft plastic virtues which evil, rather as a matter of exquisite taste, than from are the charms of a woman, are all lost-and how any idea of the coarse realities of things, right and can it be otherwise ? Look what a professional wrong. She would shrink from evil instinctively; career is. It is a life that turns men into tigers--a and it is your pleasure to keep her fragile, graceful state of war and fierce struggle; a man must be ready nature from being too rudely tried; you know she to tread down every obstacle, even if that obstacle has no strength, therefore you preserve her carefully were his best friend; he must know no friends, from all danger. There is something inexpressibly nothing but patrons or rivals; every nerve strained touching in a true woman's helplessness, her graceful to the full to work his way forwards to fame and dis | prejudices, and aversion to everything that is too tinction, unless he have, along with that, a fierce and prononcée; she is the softened reflex of her husband's fiery will, an indomitable perseverance, and a stern opinions-she does nothing too well. For the woman, energy that, as it were, makes him nerved with iron whom alone I could love, would be too delicate to and sinewed with brass, he will be trodden under desire to attract admiration by her accomplishments; foot; it is a state of war without bloodshed; and she would be religious, because she could not help it, what ought women to have in common with such a but she would be alike removed from philosophic career as that? They have not physical strength for doubt or enthusiastic bigotry. A woman ought to a hand to hand fight; they are incapable of any con- have too much taste to be either a sceptic or a saint. centration of energy, or drudgery of hard work; the Quietly at anchor by her own tire-side, gentle, lowbest results they produce are graceful failures ; their voiced, loving, confiding-such is my ideal of a beauty lies in falling short, rather than achiev- woman and a wife ; and certainly a professional ing. A woman's work cannot be judged on the basis woman would not be likely to realise it." of its real merit, like that of men ; consequently, it “Bravo,” cried Melton, “you paint well, upon never is ; there is always a gallant fiction which my honour. I must take a glass of wine to recover guides the judgment. All that a professional woman from such a vision of exquisite helplessness. Your achieves, then, at such a grievous cost of all that is taste seems a mixture of Oriental notions and charming in her nature, is only to do what a man European customs. I agree with you, however, that would have done much better. The intrinsic value wise guidance is precisely the one thing needed by of a woman's work out of her own sphere is nothing, women, and precisely the thing they seldomest obtain. and what are the qualities developed to make up for Women fall very unluckily into the world: they have it? She has got to a knowledge of evil, for she has all sorts of precious qualities and capabilities lying had to fight against it-to put it aside (if indeed she | within them, which they know not how to use aright, hare put it aside); the bloom and charm of her inno. and it is their misfortune that in dealing with them, cence is gone ; she has gained a dogmatic, harsh, secondary motives are alone appealed to. Women self-sufficing vanity, which she calls principle ; she are put under plenty of conventional restraint, there strides and stalks through life, neither one thing nor is plenty of punishment in store if they go astray, another ; she has neither the softness of a woman, but no broad principle is ever given on which they nor the firm, well-proportioned principle of a man ; may take their stand; arbitrary enactments, no from her contact with actual things, she is slightly matter how surrounded by a chevaux-de-frise of masculine in her views, but the woman spoils their social excommunication, unless they recommend themcompleteness; she cannot attain, at least she does selves to the heart and conscience as in themselves not attain, to manly prudence and grasp of intellect. right and true, will fall down like houses of cards at She is a bat in the human species; when she loves, the first breath of a strong temptation. Women from she loves likes a man, and yet expects to be adorned their birth are kept from that knowledge which con. as a woman - the good gods deliver us from all tact with the actual things of life alone can give; such."

they are placed in a state of pupillage; and how, I "And this,” said Melton, sarcastically, when ask you, do men fulfil the task they have arrogated to Conrad paused, out of breath, “is the inner side of themselves of laying down the law for women ? All the flattery with which you deify the successful women feel their weakness, and wise guidance and artistes who minister to your pleasures; this is government is what they all yearn after. I question your secret opinion of the women, who, like so whether a woman ever took a lover without a hope

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