Democratic Sentinel, Volume 13, Number 49, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 December 1889 — Obeying the Impulse. [ARTICLE]

Obeying the Impulse.

“I am not in the habit of smoking’ Miss Chipperly,” said the young man, gallantly, “but when a lady asks me to join her in a cigarette I certainly cannot refuse. Thank you. You were Baying (puff) ” “I was speaking, Mr. Peduncle, of the false standards of (puif) civilization and refinement that prevail in society. Too much attention is paid to externals.” “It is true,” responded the young man. “Our modern society (putt) is in many respects a mere outside show, with nothing but hollow forms and meaningless (puff) conventionalities within.” “It is this,” said Miss Chipperly, speaking with great earnestness, “that prompts mo (puff) to defy the arbitiary and unreasonable exactions and impositions that self-chosen leaders of society prescribe for my guidance. Who made them to be the judges of what is right and wrong (puff), proper or improper, good form or bad form? The independent soul spurns the shackles of (puff) a a false creed of manners and forms, and dares to stand upright in its own native strength of manhood and womanhood! O, Mr. Peduncle!”, she exclaimed, clasping her hands excitedly, “have you never felt an irresistible impulse, a stern and relentless inward monitor, a deep and unconquerable yearning to go forth into the world and lay bare your whole soul ” “Miss Chipperly,” replied the youth, rising unsteadily to his feet, pale as a sheet, and flinging, with a nerveless, trembling hand, his cigarette into the fireplace, “I have! I—l—wow—l think I feel it prompting me this moment! G-good evening!” And with frantic haste Oliver Peduncle rushed forth into a cold, hollow, heartless, jeering world, in obedience to one of the mightiest impulses, one of the most relentless, unconquerable, irresistible yearnings that ever stirred the inmost soul of mortal man! —Chicago Tribune.