The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX, No. 986, November 19, 1898Various
General
The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX, No. 986, November 19, 1898
Various
Children's literature -- Periodicals
If they be right who consider, in opposition to Juliet, that something
is in a name, then those among us who hold that such a name as
Juliet tends to annihilate wit in the possessor of it are not mere
fancy-mongers, and we are entitled to a courteous hearing when we
submit that on the other hand the name Nelly, and still more the
variant of it by which it becomes Nell, almost announces the owner of
it to be a wit. This circumstance is quite independent of the fact that
Scott has said, in just so many words, in reference to a particular
case, "Mistress Nelly, wit she has," and if any explanation of it may
be hazarded, the one which will probably satisfy most is that persons
named Nelly or Nell--and the number of such is, happily, legion--are
hardly ever found lacking in whimsicality. In the few cases in which
they are deficient in this quality they should be called--and, as a
matter of fact, they are generally called--Nella, the name Nella being
that form of Nelly or Nell by which all the sparkle is taken out of it.
In conclusion, a word on wits under their physiognomical aspect. That a
certain type of face in general denotes a witty person may be allowed.
"The slightly tossed nose," says one of Thomas Moore's biographers,
"confirmed the fun of the expression."
"The slightly tossed nose" for what the French call "nez retroussé" is
happy wording. Girl-readers of this who have "tossed" noses are, by
their faces, wits. Let this console them, if it so hap that they want
consolation. On the other part, girls with short upper lips have a part
of beauty, but lack a part of wit. Wherefore, if they be vain, let
there be a curb put on their vanity, and let girls with long upper lips
hold up their heads, for a long upper lip denotes wit.
OUR PUZZLE POEM REPORT: "TO A GIRL GOLFER."
SOLUTION.
TO A GIRL GOLFER.
Take a helpless little ball,
Drive it into space;
If perchance you see it fall,
Try to find the place.
And, as it is very small,
Hit again that hapless ball
With a savage grace.
If your strength and courage stand
Such unwonted strain,
By-and-by your ball will land
On a little plain,
Near a hole--you understand--
Into which you putt it and
Then begin again.
PRIZE WINNERS.
_Seven Shillings and Sixpence Each._
Edith Ashworth, The Mount, Knutsford.
Dr. R. Swan Coulthard, Coventry.
Mrs. Deane, Lismoyle, Ballymoney, co. Antrim.
Edith E. Grundy, 105, London Road, Leicester.
Edward St. G. Hodson, Twyford, Athlone, Ireland.
G. Honeyburne, 16, Hawkshead Street, Southport, Lancs.
Louise M. McCready, Howth, co. Dublin.
Annie Manderson, Waterfoot, Crumlin, co. Antrim.
F. M. Morgan, The Library, Armagh.
May Robson, Garry Lodge, Perth, N.B.
W. Shattock, Hillmorton Villa, Sneyd Park, near Bristol.
Mrs. Isabel Snell, 51, Mere Road, Leicester.
Alice Woodhead, Tickhill, Rotheram, Yorkshire.
Elizabeth Yarwood, 59, Beech Road, Cale Green, Stockport.
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