A Boy’s Essay on Girls.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXI, Issue XX, 14 November 1903, Page 60

A Boy’s Essay on Girls.

Girls is a queer kind of varmint. Girls is the only thing that has their own way every time. Girls is of several tlamsand kinds, and sometimes one girl can be like several thousand other girls, if she wants you to do anything. Girls is all alike one way, they are all like cats. If you rub ’em the right way of the hair they’ll purr and look sweet nt you, but if you rub ’em the wrong way, they’ll elaw you. S’long as you let a gill have her own way she’s niee and sweet; but just ero.ss her. and she’ll spit at you worse nor a cat. Girls is also like mules, they're headstrong. If a girl don’t want to believe anything, you can't make her. If die knows it’s so she won’t say so. Girls is little women, if they’re good; and if they ain’t good then, nor when they get big, they’re vixens—that’s what father said mamma was onee, when she chased him around the kitehen with a red-hot poker, ’cause she was mad at him. Brother Joe says lie don’t like big girls, but he does like little ones; and when I saw him kissing Jenny Jones last Sunday, and told him what he’d said, he said he was biting her, ’cause he didn’t like her. I think he hurt her, for she hollered and run, and there was.a big red spot over both of her cheeks. This is all I know about girls, and father says the less I know about ’em the better off I am.