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out the first of the two words; to gratify his diabolical love of

injustice?



So; I say; we owe a genuine; substantial tribute of respect to these

filtered intellects which have left their womanhood on the strainer。

They are so clear that it is a pleasure at times to look at the

world of thought through them。  But the rose and purple tints of

richer natures they cannot give us; and it is not just to them to

ask it。



Fashionable society gets at these rich natures very often in a way

one would hardly at first think of。  It loves vitality above all

things; sometimes disguised by affected languor; always well kept

under by the laws of good…breeding;but still it loves abundant

life; opulent and showy organizations;the spherical rather than

the plane trigonometry of female architecture;plenty of red blood;

flashing eyes; tropical voices; and forms that bear the splendors of

dress without growing pale beneath their lustre。  Among these you

will find the most delicious women you will ever meet;women whom

dress and flattery and the round of city gayeties cannot spoil;

talking with whom; you forget their diamonds and laces;and around

whom all the nice details of elegance; which the cold…blooded beauty

next them is scanning so nicely; blend in one harmonious whole; too

perfect to be disturbed by the petulant sparkle of a jewel; or the

yellow glare of a bangle; or the gay toss of a feather。



There are many things that I; personally; love better than fashion

or wealth。  Not to speak of those highest objects of our love and

loyalty; I think I love ease and independence better than the golden

slavery of perpetual matinees and soirees; or the pleasures of

accumulation。



But fashion and wealth are two very solemn realities; which the

frivolous class of moralists have talked a great deal of silly stuff

about。  Fashion is only the attempt to realize Art in living forms

and social intercourse。  What business has a man who knows nothing

about the beautiful; and cannot pronounce the word view; to talk

about fashion to a set of people who; if one of the quality left a

card at their doors; would contrive to keep it on the very top of

their heap of the names of their two…story acquaintances; till it

was as yellow as the Codex Vaticanus?



Wealth; too;what an endless repetition of the same foolish

trivialities about it!  Take the single fact of its alleged

uncertain tenure and transitory character。  In old times; when men

were all the time fighting and robbing each other;in those

tropical countries where the Sabeans and the Chaldeans stole all a

man's cattle and camels; and there were frightful tornadoes and

rains of fire from heaven; it was true enough that riches took wings

to themselves not unfrequently in a very unexpected way。  But; with

common prudence in investments; it is not so now。  In fact; there is

nothing earthly that lasts so well; on the whole; as money。  A man's

learning dies with him; even his virtues fade out of remembrance;

but the dividends on the stocks he bequeaths to his children live

and keep his memory green。



I do not think there is much courage or originality in giving

utterance to truths that everybody knows; but which get overlaid by

conventional trumpery。  The only distinction which it is necessary

to point out to feeble…minded folk is this: that; in asserting the

breadth and depth of that significance which gives to fashion and

fortune their tremendous power; we do not indorse the extravagances

which often disgrace the one; nor the meanness which often degrades

the other。



A remark which seems to contradict a universally current opinion is

not generally to be taken 〃neat;〃 but watered with the ideas of

common…sense and commonplace people。  So; if any of my young friends

should be tempted to waste their substance on white kids and 〃all…

rounds;〃 or to insist on becoming millionaires at once; by anything

I have said; I will give them references to some of the class

referred to; well known to the public as providers of literary

diluents; who will weaken any truth so that there is not an old

woman in the land who cannot take it with perfect impunity。



I am afraid some of the blessed saints in diamonds will think I mean

to flatter them。  I hope not;if I do; set it down as a weakness。

But there is so much foolish talk about wealth and fashion; (which;

of course; draw a good many heartless and essentially vulgar people

into the glare of their candelabra; but which have a real

respectability and meaning; if we will only look at them

stereoscopically; with both eyes instead of one;) that I thought it

a duty to speak a few words for them。  Why can't somebody give us a

list of things that everybody thinks and nobody says; and another

list of things that everybody says and nobody thinks?



Lest my parish should suppose we have forgotten graver matters in

these lesser topics; I beg them to drop these trifles and read the

following lesson for the day。



     THE TWO STREAMS。



Behold the rocky wall

That down its sloping sides

Pours the swift rain…drops; blending; as they fall;

In rushing river…tides!



Yon stream; whose sources run

Turned by a pebble's edge;

Is Athabasca; rolling toward the sun

Through the cleft mountain…ledge。



The slender rill had strayed;

But for the slanting stone;

To evening's ocean; with the tangled braid

Of foam…flecked Oregon。



So from the heights of Will

Life's parting stream descends;

And; as a moment turns its slender rill;

Each widening torrent bends;



》From the same cradle's side;

》From the same mother's knee;

One to long darkness and the frozen tide;

One to the Peaceful Sea!









VII



Our landlady's daughter is a young lady of some pretensions to

gentility。  She wears her bonnet well back on her head; which is

known by all to be a mark of high breeding。  She wears her trains

very long; as the great ladies do in Europe。  To be sure; their

dresses are so made only to sweep the tapestried floors of chateaux

and palaces; as those odious aristocrats of the other side do not go

draggling through the mud in silks and satins; but; forsooth; must

ride in coaches when they are in full dress。  It is true; that;

considering various habits of the American people; also the little

accidents which the best…kept sidewalks are liable to; a lady who

has swept a mile of them is not exactly in such a condition that one

would care to be her neighbor。  But then there is no need of being

so hard on these slight weaknesses of the poor; dear women as our

little deformed gentleman was the other day。



There are no such women as the Boston women; Sir;he said。

Forty…two degrees; north latitude; Rome; Sir; Boston; Sir!  They had

grand women in old Rome; Sir;and the women bore such menchildren

as never the world saw before。  And so it was here; Sir。  I tell

you; the revolution the Boston boys started had to run in woman's

milk before it ran in man's blood; Sir!



But confound the make…believe women we have turned loose in our

streets! where do they come from?  Not out of Boston parlors; I

trust。  Why; there is n't a beast or a bird that would drag its tail

through the dirt in the way these creatures do their dresses。

Because a queen or a duchess wears long robes on great occasions; a

maid…of…all…work or a factory…girl thinks she must make herself a

nuisance by trailing through the street; picking up and carrying

about with her pah! that's what I call getting vulgarity into your

bones and marrow。  Making believe be what you are not is the essence

of vulgarity。  Show over dirt is the one attribute of vulgar people。

If any man can walk behind one of these women and see what she rakes

up as she goes; and not feel squeamish; he has got a tough stomach。

I wouldn't let one of 'em into my room without serving 'em as David

served Saul at the cave in the wilderness;cut off his skirts; Sir!

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