, in general, also more virtuous, and performing more good
actions than he. I never addressed myself in the language of decency and
friendship to a woman, whether civilized or savage, without receiving

A DECENT AND FRIENDLY ANSWER.

With men it has often been otherwise. In wandering over the plains of
inhospitable Denmark, through honest Sweden, frozen Lapland, rude and
churlish Finland, unprincipled Russia, and the widespread regions of the
wandering Tartar, if hungry, dry, cold, wet, or sick, woman has ever
been friendly to me, and uniformly so: and, to add to this virtue, so
worthy of the appellation of benevolence, these actions have been
performed in so free and so kind a manner, that, if I was dry, I drank
the sweet draught, and, if hungry, ate the coarse morsel with a double
relish." Woman may read

THIS CANDID TESTIMONY

with a blush of gratification, for there breathes no flattery in
it--only the serious observations of an old man bent on getting
knowledge by personal experience. "A man may flatter himself as he
pleases," says Sir Richard Steele, "but he will find that the women have
more understanding in their own affairs than we have." Man suffers in
his loves for woman. She often casts him on the rocks like an angry
unfeeling sea, but when, at last she has smiled upon him, he becomes a
broader, better man. Without the companionship of woman, man is truly
half-made up. He loses his self-esteem, he lives without laws, without
churches, without hospitals.

THE WESTERN WILDS,

during the early period of their settlement by Americans, have furnished
us with accurate views of society without women. And what has that
society been? More a den of wild beasts than a congregation of the most
reasoning of God's creatures! There we find men living in constant
suspicion of their comrades, in constant danger of hazarding their lives
for some sentimental canon of personal vanity that, if they were boys in
civilized society, would be flogged out of their moral code.

THE WHOLE HISTORY OF HUMAN SICKNESS

is a continuous outcry of the goodness of woman. Wherever the red hand
of war has risen to smite, there the white hand of woman has hastened to
soothe. After the roar of the conflagration and amidst the ruins piled
up by the earthquake ever has that sweet minister sought out the hungry
and succored the suffering.

CRITICISM OUT OF PLACE.

One does not feel that he can do any good by criticising woman. W