FLANNELS NEXT THE SKIN.
Young ladies take pride in the fact that their skins are so delicate, they can't wear flannels.
"Why, I couldn't live in flannels, my skin is so delicate."
It is to be deeply regretted that this passion for delicacy and debility has taken such strong hold of young ladies.
"Miss Fitznoodle, you must wear flannels next the skin, they will save you from colds, and keep up a fine, healthy circulation."
"Oh, my! I couldn't wear flannels next my skin; it would set me crazy; my skin is so delicate!"
"Miss Fitznoodle, you must rise early in the morning, take a bath, and go out for the fresh air."
"Oh, my! I couldn't think of it; I should be sick in bed all day, I am so delicate!"
"Miss Fitznoodle, you must sleep with your windows open."
"Oh, my! I can't, I am so delicate!"
I am always sorry to meet a young lady with weak, delicate morals; but rejoice to meet one with steady, fixed, determined morals. I am always sorry to meet a young lady with weak, delicate mind; but rejoice to meet one with clear, sharp, sturdy mind. And so I am sorry to meet a young lady with weak, delicate body; but rejoice to meet one with plump, elastic, sturdy body.
If your skin be so sensitive that you can't wear flannels, use a pair of hair gloves morning and evening; put on strong flannels, be patient, and in two weeks you will have conquered your delicacy, and be able to enjoy what, in this climate, is an immense advantage in many ways.