Litchfield Enquirer

Women—French And German.—It must be confessed (and I make the confession with regret) that the German women are not handsome; they want the beauty of the English women, the tournure of the French, the strange independent look of the Roman women, and the charming gracefulness of the Spaniards.—But then they surpass immeasurably all their continental neighbors in accomplishments and acquirements, and excel, not only in waltzing, but, owing to a tinge of blueism and sentiment, for which they are distinguished, in conversation and flirtation also. In France, only married women flirt; and though they converse pleasantly enough, they are generally too ill informed to carry on a conversation independent of the mere gossip of the day, or direct love-making; to say nothing of their frequently inflicting upon you long descriptions of frills, fevers, and flounces. Mere gossip soon becomes tedious; ailings are expulsive subjects; and frills have little interest for us lords of the creation; and though love is certainly a pleasant topic of discourse, it should form the object rather than the direct subject of conversation.—This want of information tells with still greater force against Spanish and Italian women; they are, no doubt, frank enough in conversation, but, strange as it may appear, interesting subjects are constantly wanting; for, without knowledge, you cannot now talk even pleasant nonsense. No, no, there is nothing, after all, like a well informed English or German girl, or a sofa corner or window recess tete-a-tete.