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ON THE PREPARATION AND EMPLOYMENT OF LOVE PHILTRES 91 ON THE DELIGHTS AND BENEFITS OF SLAVERY 119 ON THE CARE AND MANAGEMENT OF WOMEN 149 O…
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On The Art Of Making Up One’s Mind - (1)
“NOW, which would you advise, dear? You see, with the red I shan’t be able to wear my magenta hat.” “Well then, why not have the grey?” “Ye…
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On The Art Of Making Up One’s Mind - (2)
Nor in jokes at the expense of policemen is the fun entirely on your side. Maybe I did not proceed with judgment. It occurs to me now, look…
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On The Disadvantage Of Not Getting What One Wants - (1)
LONG, long ago, when you and I, dear Reader, were young, when the fairies dwelt in the hearts of the roses, when the moonbeams bent each ni…
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On The Disadvantage Of Not Getting What One Wants - (2)
The cake cannot last for ever if we will eat of it so greedily. There must come the day when we have picked hungrily the last crumb—when we…
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On The Disadvantage Of Not Getting What One Wants - (3)
Have we not forgotten the meaning of the word “virtue”? Once it stood for the good that was in a man, irrespective of the evil that might l…
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On The Preparation And Employment Of Love Philtres - (1)
OCCASIONALLY a friend will ask me some such question as this, Do you prefer dark women or fair? Another will say, Do you like tall women or…
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On The Preparation And Employment Of Love Philtres - (2)
And then my thoughts travelled to small homes in distant suburbs, and these bright lads and lasses round me came to look older and more car…
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On The Delights And Benefits Of Slavery - (1)
MY study window looks down upon Hyde Park, and often, to quote the familiar promise of each new magazine, it amuses and instructs me to wat…
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On The Delights And Benefits Of Slavery - (2)
“Done!” you retort bitterly; “why, I haven’t begun yet.” “Well, be quick,” she says, “because you’re wasting time.” Thus admonished, you at…
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On The Care And Management Of Women
I TALKED to a woman once on the subject of honeymoons. I said, “Would you recommend a long honeymoon, or a Saturday to Monday somewhere?” A…
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On The Minding Of Other People’s Business - (1)
I WALKED one bright September morning in the Strand. I love London best in the autumn. Then only can one see the gleam of its white pavemen…
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On The Minding Of Other People’s Business - (2)
I said it was very trying, shopping. I also said, as he invited me, and as he appeared determined to go on talking, that I would have a bra…
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On The Time Wasted In Looking Before One Leaps - (1)
HAVE you ever noticed the going out of a woman? When a man goes out, he says—“I’m going out, shan’t be long.” “Oh, George,” cries his wife…
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On The Time Wasted In Looking Before One Leaps - (2)
Keep your powder dry, and trust in Providence, is the motto of the wise. Wet powder could never be of any possible use to you. Dry, it may…
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On The Nobility Of Ourselves - (1)
AN old Anglicized Frenchman, I used to meet often in my earlier journalistic days, held a theory, concerning man’s future state, that has s…
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On The Nobility Of Ourselves - (2)
She is a good, all-round sportswoman, is the pretty girl in the picture. The only thing I have to say against her is that she makes one dis…
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On The Motherliness Of Man - (1)
IT was only a piece of broken glass. From its shape and colour, I should say it had, in its happier days, formed portion of a cheap scent-b…
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On The Motherliness Of Man - (2)
“Or if luck be against me, she is possibly a smart woman, that is to say, her conversation is a running fire of spiteful remarks at the exp…
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On The Inadvisability Of Following Advice - (1)
I WAS pacing the Euston platform late one winter’s night, waiting for the last train to Watford, when I noticed a man cursing an automatic…
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On The Inadvisability Of Following Advice - (2)
Most of our leisure time we spend sneering at one another. It is a wonder, going about as we do with our noses so high in the air, we do no…
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On The Playing Of Marches At The Funerals Of Marionettes - (1)
HE began the day badly. He took me out and lost me. It would be so much better, would he consent to the usual arrangement, and allow me to…
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On The Playing Of Marches At The Funerals Of Marionettes - (2)
Ah well, it was only a play: it is over now. You and I, little tired dolls, lying here side by side, waiting to know our next part, we can…