AN ESSAY ON WOMAN.

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume VII, Issue 1065, 10 July 1880, Page 2

AN ESSAY ON WOMAN.

... After man came woman. And she has been after him ever since. She is a person of noble extraction, being made of a man's rib. Woman is the superior being in Massachusetts. There are about sixty thousand more of her sex. ; than, males an the State. - rThis accounts for rthe •terrified,, hunt— down .expression of the; single men who emigrate from the Bast. Woman was not created perfect. She; has her faults— such as false hair, and false complexion, and so on, but she is a great deal better than her neighbours, and she knows it. ./■ -Eve -was a woman. , She must have been a model wife, for it cost Adam nothing to keep her in clothing. Still I don't think they were a bit happy. She couldn't go to sewing circles and air her information about everybody she knew, nor excite the envy of other ladies by wearing her new winter bonnet to church. Neither could she hangover the back fence and gossip with her neighbour. All these privileges were denied her. ...... Poor Eve ! She's dead now. And the fashion she inaugurated is dead now. If it hadn's been for the serpent, perhaps the ladies of the present day would dress as economically as Eve did. Woman is endowed with a tremendous fund of knowledge and a tongue to sun. [She has the capacity to learn everything she was divinely intended to know and a few extra items besides. Young ladies tate'a great deal of stock in classics and learn fast. ;•'- ;. When you see a young lady from Vasar with an absorbed look in her eye, and her lips moving, you understand at once that she is memorizing a passage from Virgil. But .perhaps a closer inspection will reveal the fact that she is only chewing giim. A woman may not be able to sharpen a lead pencil, or hold an umbrella, but she can pack more articles in a trunk than a man can in a four-horse wagon. The happiest period of woman's life is when Ehe is making her wedding garments. The saddest is when her husband comes home late at night, and yells to her from the front doorstep to throw out a handful of keyholds of different sizes. There is some curiosity in female, nature. For instance, I once knew a youug lady who could easily pass another one on the'street without looking around to see what she had on. Poor thing ! she was blind.