They want pleasure, luxury.

And what a pity it is! The best of you girls regard marriage as an escape, instead of responsibility.

You don't marry to get your shoulders square against the old wheel of American progress--to help some man make good--to bring a troop of healthy American kids into the world.

You bare your shoulders to the gaze of the multitude and like it best if you are strung with pearls." "Glenn, you distress me when you talk like this," replied Carley, soberly.

"You did not use to talk so.