Modern daughters : $b Conversations with various American girls and one manBlack, Alexander
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Modern daughters : $b Conversations with various American girls and one man
Black, Alexander
Women -- Social and moral questions; Women -- United States -- Social conditions
“It remains for you, Tranton, to set an example in this matter. You are
a good example as far as you go. You have not been called a nice man
without reason. But you pause before the ultimate example. You beg the
question.”
“Probably the trouble is that I have a fatal veneration for women
in general. I think of the individual only as epitomizing the sex.
I understand that to be a fatal attitude of mind. Yet I find a
corresponding attitude in many young women and women who are not young,
and you have no idea how interesting that view makes them.”
“Oh, yes I have! That is the trouble. It makes them as interesting as it
makes you.”
“Then what are you complaining about?”
“I am wondering what will become of you.”
“Become of me? There you are with your romantic, old-fashioned ideas
again. Why should I become? I tell you, life reminds me of one of
those boxes built to hold circulars or catalogues or free-distribution
periodicals. They are marked on the outside ‘Take one?’ But there is
nothing inside. Everything has been taken. We can’t all draw prizes,—we
can’t all _be_ prizes. ‘They also serve,’ you know.”
“You will be punished,” I said. “When Age has put you through the
inquisition, and you have been broken on the wheel—of Time—you will take
it all back, and will incur the aspersion of marrying to have some one
who will put out your slippers.”
“You forget, that in that grand climacteric I shall have some very sweet
memories.”
“It would be interesting to know what you will think of the American
girl—then.”
“I can think only one way of her,” said Tranton firmly, and he put away
his pipe as he might have taken off his hat. “She puzzles the foreigner,
but she need not puzzle us after all. I was reading the other day a
British officer’s estimate of our volunteers in Luzon. ‘They might be
described,’ he says, ‘as a great military paradox—a body of men of
magnificent physique, possessing perfect discipline, and yet without any
discipline at all.’ It occurred to me that much the same thing might be
said about the American girl. She doesn’t appear to have much discipline,
but she has as much as her brothers, and evidently she has all she needs
and the sort she needs.”
“If you had found her undisciplined, Tranton, you would have seen your
duty.”
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