FLAPPERS OF TO-DAY

Waipa Post, Volume 32, Issue 1925, 23 October 1926, Page 2

FLAPPERS OF TO-DAY

THE SPIRIT OF COMRADESHIP.

Certainly taken en masse she wouM seen to be a paitnted, pleasureloving, cocktail-drinking, cigarettesmokling, thoughtless little lassie, whose thoughtlessness to her elders and the aged in many cases amounts almost to heartleissness. She would appear to have bu't one thought, and that thought, sel>f, and how much juice and pleasure she can squeeze from the orange called 'life, and throw away the rind. Traditions are trampled under her feet; youth is paramount.

Yes, all 'this is true', or iso it would seem collectively, writes "on e Who Knows Her," in the' Sydney Morning Herald. But individually, what do we find in the lassie anyway? A cleanlimbed wholesome sports-loving girl, who can play a game of tennis, golf, or hockey with any one, who can row a boaU or run a car all day if need be, and dance half the night, bu't who can, also, and equally we'll run a business, nurse the sick, makes cleverly and daintily and oft-times her mother's or sisters' frocks and undies; who reads much, and oft-times quite deeply; who is interested in charily, and can, organise and run committees and preside at meetings for the benefit of these same charities. 'She can, and does at all times, look smart, trim, and fresh, as she goes about her business of pleasure. I admit that oft-tiimes she is loath to relinquish her gay freedom and take on the responsibilities of matrimony, but when she does so can keep her home as well as any of the lassies of a former generation, can be ais faithful and loving a wife, as tender a mother, a s thefijghtful a daughter-in-law, as thrifty a house-keeper; and can entertain her own and her husband's (Mends* even better than the young wlives of a former genera/tion, for her style is more open, more free—there

is, to my mind, more of the comrade between the sexes <and less of sex thoughts tJhan there isejd to be in our grandmothers' time. Yes, the flapper of to-day with all her faults —■aind I admit she has them—is yet to me neterer the perfect girt than any that has' gone before her. Miss Australia, alll hail; I raise my hat to you, and I'm one of your own sex and old enough 'to be your mother.