What most women want to-day is a donkey-load of Paris dresses
for their bodies, an automobile to pull them around, an army of
servants to hook them up and then to unhook them. The mammonism
of men to-day is the outer and physical embodiment of the inner
and essential vulgarity of the whole pleasure-loving mob of
women on the avenues, with their sipping of cocktails at the
beginning of the meal in great restaurants, their flashing of
jewels, their parade of gowns, their killing of time through
bridge and games of chance. Killing time! When these golden
hours are more precious than the purple drops of paradise
itself. Oh, these superficial, frivolous, vapid women, who have
turned their beautiful bodies into something scarcely better
than the wire stands that exhibit gowns in merchants’ windows.
And they use their very beauty as exemption from duty!--N.
D. HILLIS.
(3489)
=Wonders of Nature=--See INSECTS OF REMOTE TIMES.