AT HOME WITH THE LADY EDITOR.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 8, 20 February 1892, Page 186

AT HOME WITH THE LADY EDITOR.

Eileen.—l am sorry for you as you say your hair is coming out fast. Do you brush it enough ? You should brush it well, dividing it into strands, for a quarter of an hour every night. To wash it, use a little borax and tepid water. Let it dry well before you plait up for the night. A very excellent but very disagreeable tonic for the hair is made of two parts brandy to one of castor oil. Rub in well with a tiny sponge or with your fingers, but only on the scalp, as it will make the hair sticky. Frequently, the hair falls out if the general health wants attending to. See to this, and take some strengthening tonic. Madame Henri.—Thank you very much for sending me your photograph. Yes, I will ‘ tell you what I think of it ’ with pleasure. I should say the hair was nice and thick (if all your own !), and very becomingly dressed for your style of face. The eyes are honest and true, and the sweet mouth looks kissable, and as if it could give a very entrancing smile. Your nose is your worst feature, but it does not in the least interfere with the generally pleasant impression conveyed by your other features. On the whole, I think you are a true, loveable woman. Sweet Bride.—So you think I don’t believe in marriage ? You are quite mistaken, for I think a happy married woman the most fortunate of human beings, it being understood that her life is completed by children. But as I have some other letters on this subject, I will let them answer you. Dear Lady Editor.—l think your remarks re marriage horrid. You seem to imply that a woman must ask a man how much his income is before she allows herself to fall in love with him. Such detestable, mercenary marriages will, I trust, never become the rule in this land. Here people can live on so little, that an economical girl can safely risk marriage with a man she really loves on quite a small income. Perhaps if they wait until they are rich they may both grow old and ugly, even tired of each other, before they can marry. Whereas if they were united, they could cheerfully make both ends meet by care and contriving, and be as happy as the day is long. Hoping you will insert this letter, yours truly. An Indignant Fiancee. Here is another letter : Dear Madame.—Surely in your remarks on matrimony you have overlooked one important aspect of a woman’s life—that of motherhood. Ido not deny that many an old maid is very happy as far as her limited experience of happiness goes, but the crown of a true woman’s life comes when baby lingers arc clasped round her neck, and sweet baby lips are pressed to hers ; when the little toddler kneels at her knee and learns from her to pray ; when, later, the schoolboy or girl lays the first prize in her hand, ‘ Thanks to you, mother, I have won that when the good conduct which distinguishes the child is credited to the mother’s influence; when still later in life, a man in an honourable and high estate says, ‘ All that lam 1 owe to my mother.’ In view of all this I cannot but say I think a woman should not be condemned lor making some sacrifice of her own comfort to get married and fulfil the destiny for which she is specially fitted. Apologizing for trespassing on your valuable space, I a in, dear Madame, Faithfully yours, A Happy Mother.