The young woman who
has worked at ironing in the forenoon until her feet were swollen and
her head has got dizzy, comes into the parlor in the evening, all frills
and tucks, all "highty-tighty," all full of fun and God's good humor,
and impresses my friend with the belief that she has never done an
honest hour's labor in her life! Pshaw! she has got more pluck, and
nerve, and "sand," than half a dozen men, when it comes to where the
need is! She is going to be
THE MOTHER OF AN AMERICAN,
and Americans are not noted for their servility, their laziness, their
mediocrity, or their lack of brains! For shame, then to judge a young
woman as she appears to you when she is anxious to get rid of you! How
would you like to be judged solely at those times when you were
"carrying on," and "didn't care whether school kept or not"? That is
precisely the way this gentleman has spoken of young women a page back.
He thinks they love no one because they have never loved him! He never
loved them, and how could he expect them to be swindled? Read his
remarks over again, and see how events themselves deny his correctness.
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