absence of this phenomenon. Man there does not
and cannot bear himself as the cynosure of the female
eye; the art of throwing the handkerchief has not been
included in his early curriculum. The American
dancing man does not dare to arrive just in time for
supper or to lounge in the doorway while dozens of
girls line the walls in faded expectation of a waltz.
The English girl herself can hardly be blamed for this
state of things. She has been brought up to think
that marriage is the be-all and end-all of her existence.
“For my part,” writes the author of “Cecil,
the Coxcomb,” “I never blame them when
I see them capering and showing off their little monkey-tricks,
for conquest. The fault is none of theirs.
It is part of an erroneous system.” Lady
Jeune expresses the orthodox English position when
she asserts flatly that “to deny that marriage
is the object of woman’s existence is absurd.”
The anachronistic survival of the laws of primogeniture
and entail practically makes the marriage of the daughter
the only alternative for a descent to a lower sphere
of society. In the United States the proportion
of girls who strike one as obvious candidates for marriage
is remarkably small. This
may be owing
to the art with which the American woman conceals
her lures, but all the evidence points to its being
in the main an entirely natural and unconscious attitude.
The American girl has all along been so accustomed
to associate on equal terms with the other sex that
she naturally and inevitably regards him more in the
light of a comrade than of a possible husband.
She has so many resources, and is so independent,
that marriage does not bound her horizon.
Her position, however, is not one of antagonism to
marriage. If it were, I should be the last to
commend it. It rather rests on an assurance of
equality, on the assumption that marriage is an honourable
estate—a rounding and completing of existence—for
man as much as for woman. Nor does it mean, I
think, any lack of passion and the deepest instincts
of womanhood. All these are present and can be
wakened by the right man at the right time. Indeed,
the very fact that marriage (with or without love)
is not incessantly in the foreground of an American
girl’s consciousness probably makes the awakening
all the more deep and tender because comparatively
unanticipated and unforeseen.
The marriages between American heiresses and European
peers do not militate seriously against the above
view of American marriage. It cannot be sufficiently
emphasised that the doings of a few wealthy people
in New York are not characteristic of American civilisation.
The New York Times was entirely right when it
said, in commenting upon the frank statement of the
bridegroom in a recent alliance of this kind that
it had been arranged by friends of both parties:
“A few years ago this frankness would have cost
him his bride, if his ‘friends’ had chosen
an American girl for that distinction, and even now
it would be resented to the point of a rupture of the
engagement by most American girls.”