The Intermountain Catholic

Talk Frankly.

What a good thing it would be if women would be true to themselves and converse intelligently when in the society of gentlemen. There is nothing that honest men desire more than to understand that mysterious race that is so like themselves and yet so unlike, who share their homes, but not their thoughts; who are so shrewd, so practical and so irrational. The poor men yearn to break down the invisible barrier and see into the real life of those they love so well. But the loved ones smile and chatter and say pretty things and ingenious things, things they have borrowed from men and improved in the borrowing, but never a word of the really true and, in many instances, vital thoughts that are working in their busy brain. So many flatter and lie because they think women like it, and the women accept it all because they think it is man's nature. And the men think women are dear, empty-headed angels, and the women think men are fine, intelligent brutes, and the two classes go on loving and despising one another accordingly, and all for the want of a little discernment and truthfulness in conversation.