ttentions, not so pointed as to alarm, nor so vague as not to be
understood."
In this little quotation lies the spirit and the letter of all
etiquette regarding courtship. The passion of love generally appearing
to everyone save the man who feels it, so entirely disproportionate to
the value of the object, so impossible to be entered into by any
outside individual, that any strong expressions of it appear
ridiculous to a third person. For this reason it is that all
extravagance of feeling should be carefully repressed as an offense
against good breeding.
Man was made for woman, and woman equally for man. How shall they
treat each other? How shall they come to understand their mutual
relations and duties? It is lofty work to write upon this subject what
ought to be written. Mistakes, fatal blunders, hearts and lives
wrecked, homes turned into bear-gardens, tears, miseries, blasted
hopes, awful tragedies--can you name the one most prolific cause of
all these?
If our young people were taught what they ought to know--if it were
told them from infancy up--if it were drilled into them and they were
made to understand what now is all a mystery to them--a dark, vague,
unriddled mystery--hearts would be happier, homes would be brighter,
lives would be worth living and the world would be better.
[Illustration:
"GOOD NIGHT! GOOD NIGHT! PARTING IS SUCH SWEET SORROW,
THAT I SHALL SAY GOOD NIGHT TILL IT BE MORROW."]
[Illustration: A POLITE ESCORT.]
This is now the matter--matter grave and serious enough--which we have
in hand. There are gems of wisdom founded on health, morality,
happiness, which should be put within reach of every household in our
whole broad land. It is a most important, yet neglected subject.
People are squeamish, cursed with mock modesty, ashamed to speak with
their lips what their Creator spoke through their own minds and bodies
when he formed them. It is time such nonsense--nonsense shall we
say?--rather say it is time such fatal folly were withered and cursed
by the sober common sense and moral duty of universal society.
Courtship! Its theme, how delightful! Its memories and associations,
how charming! Its luxuries the most luxurious proffered to mortals!
Its results how far reaching, and momentous! No mere lover's fleeting
bauble, but life's very greatest work! None are equally portentous,
for good and evil.
Errors of Love-Making.
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