Free--their eyes bright with health and energy. Free from the
lines of worry that stamp the faces of all those who yield to the
demands of the Twin Idols.
It will be a great day when the leaders and worshipers of Fashion and
the devotees of Pleasure blow the trumpets and cry aloud, "Bow down,"
and the mass of girlhood and womanhood, beautiful, strong, healthful,
loving life, answer and say, "We will not bow down, nor worship." When
that day comes--and it will come--the reign of the Twin Idols shall
cease.
VIII
THE GIRL WHO DRIFTS
More than two years have passed since I met one of the girls returning
from a girls' conference where the depths of her nature, unstirred
before had been touched and quickened into life. A passion to serve had
been awakened in her and as she told me of her new visions and desires I
confess that I feared for her. Here she was, the embodiment of all the
charm and power of youth with a soul on fire to accomplish great things,
and the temperament which does _not_ accomplish great things. When the
train stopped she was met by her father, a keen, common sense, average
business man who often expressed the wish that his daughter would "get
busy and do something." She went home to a mother large hearted and
self-sacrificing, proud of her attractive daughter and doing so much for
her that little remained for her to do for herself.
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