Rensselaer Republican, Volume 18, Number 38, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 May 1886 — The Girl We All Like. [ARTICLE]
The Girl We All Like.
“The plainest girl I ever saw was the favorite in my native town. Everybody liked her. Beautiful? O no, she is not beautiful—that is, outside; but inside she is an angel. Nobody thinks of calling her beautiful. Not one of a dozen can tell whether her eyes are black or blue. If you should ask them to describe her they would only say: ‘She is just right,’ and there it would end. She is a merry-hearted, funloving, bewitching maiden, without a spark of envy or malice in her whole composition. She enjoys herself, and wants everybody else to do the same. She has always a kind word and pleasant smile for the oldest man or woman; in fact, I can think of nothing she resembles more than a sunbeam, which brightens everything it comes in contact with. All pay her marked attention, from rich Mr. Watts, who lives in a mansion on the hill, to negro Sam, the servant. All look after her with an admiring eye- and say to themselves: ‘She is just the right sort of a girl!' The young men of the town vie with one another as to- who shall show her the most attention; but she never encourages them beyond being simply kind and jolly, so no one can call her a flirt; no, indeed, the young men all deny such an assertion as quickly as she. ” “Do girls love her, too?” I asked. “Yes, wonderful to relate, girls like her, too; for she never delights in hurting their feelings, or saying spiteful things behind their_ backs. She is aLways willing to join in their little plans and to assist them in any way. They go to her with their love affairs, and she manages adroitly to see -Willie or Peter, and drop a good word for Ida or Jennie until their little difficulties are smoothly again, thanks to her. Old ladies say is .‘delightful.’ The sly witch, she knows how to manage them. She listens patiently to complaints of rheumatism or neuralgia, and then sympathizes with them so. heartily that they are more than half cured. n —Eli Ferkins.
The man who will not carry out his resolutions when they are fresh upon him can hardly have hope from them afterwards. t
