The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper CorrespondentBriggs, Emily Edson
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The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper Correspondent
Briggs, Emily Edson
United States -- Politics and government -- 1865-1933; Washington (D.C.) -- History
And would all this trouble have come upon the land if the men
had stayed at home managing business and the women had done the
legislating? Was a woman ever known to take a frozen viper to her
bosom? This great triumph was left for man to accomplish. After the
sad experience of masculine politicians, I trust they will be content
to remain quietly at home and let wiser and weaker heads take the
affairs of the nation into their hands, and our word for it Charles
Sumner and Thaddeus Stevens, the cause of this anguish, will have to
hide their diminished heads. Sumner and Stevens are both unmarried
men; they have been bachelors ever since they were born, and this
headstrong course which they have taken, bringing anguish and woe
into every city and hamlet in the land, is owing to the want of
the softening and refining influence of woman. The President didn’t
mention this fact from the balcony of the White House, but he no
doubt would have done so if Messrs. Clampit and Aiken (counsel for
the conspirators) had called his attention to it.
If some of my readers take exception to the political caste of the
beginning of this letter, I will say that nothing else is thought
of in Washington, much less talked about, and it is surprising to
see the ladies conning newspapers that are devoted exclusively to
politics. Never, since the opening guns upon Sumter, has so much
feeling been expressed.
The solemnities of Lent are upon us, but, as the heads of the church
wisely say that no fast need be indulged in if it endangers the
health and life of the penitent--and fasting always does so--the
fair Episcopalians of Washington, those of my acquaintance, take the
season of Lent to repair their constitutions which have been so sadly
used in the whirl of gayety and the frivolity of fashionable life. I
am glad the gay season is over. How comfortable to pack away ermine,
and banish moire antiques to trunks seldom or never used, there to
repose until another season, in company with odors of “night blooming
cereus” or some such delicate perfume. But the best use which can be
made of dresses which have done duty for one winter is to send them
off by express to country cousins. But one must be careful what kind
of country cousins one has, for any little generous act of this kind
might upset one’s cream for a whole summer. It is a solemn fact that
ladies have such sharp eyes that they can detect an old dress made
new instantly, and any woman who has the audacity, for the sake of a
little well-meant but foolish economy, to humbug her friends of the
community in this way deserves the fate which is sure to be meted out
to her--that of a little downward slide on the social scale. This
applies to the extreme fashionables.
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