The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1876-01-05

her INTO the tree and only gave heT
the core.
True to his masculine instincts, be
sneaked behind Ewes Grecian and
said, "Twant me, twas her," And
woman has had TO father everything
since, and mother it, too
What we want is the ballot, and
the ballot we're bound to have, if
we let down our back hair and swim
in a sea of sanguinary gore. Sen
sation.
Bring up your little daughters to
love and care for the ballot, and
when they are old and scrawny, they
will not depart from it.
Teach them that without the ballot,
woman is simply a cooking and wash
ing machine; with it she can rule
her roast.
Give them little ballots to play
with.
We have plenty OF ballot girls ;
what we want is ballot women.
The male creature now sitting on
this platform, whom the law compels
me to call my husband, says | have
got ballot on the brain.
He says | sleep with a ballot un-
der my pillow, and dream Pm com
mander-in- chief Of large army of
ballots and can clean out everything
that looks like a male sex, while the
band plays, "See the conquering hero
cometh."
Such remarks prove that man was
created lower than the beast of the
sea, tne carton Of the air, or the rhi-
noceros 6f the prairie
And what can we expect from this
man Skinner, whose intellect is low
er than the common quahaug. APP
plause
My soul is flied with poetry and
sentiment, and his vulgar remarks
CRATE on my ear, and when | hear
persons use expressions that are not
refined and genteel, | want to go
through them like birthstone and mo-
lasses Hear, hear
I'm astonished there amt more in
terest manifested in this absorbing top
ic. This ball ought to be packed from
dome to ceiling, and a couple of nun
dred people climbing up the light
ming rod outside.
4 short time ago | addressed an
immense thvong on Boston Common;
at least thirty yseven persons includ-
ing men and women Of both sexes,
who stood packed together for al
least fifteen minues hanging on nv
words, the enthusiasm finally reach
ing such pitch that they insisted on
burning my efficacy to slow music.
We are bound to succeed.
Our speakers don't lack brains or
influence, but there is one thing |
wish they did lack, and that is there
desire for husband.
No matter how rabid a woman NAV
be or the question, or how much she
talks against the men on the plat
form, she'll grab the Grst one that Of
fers himself and turn right round,
and that's where we're weak. Most
women seem to think that we were
made for but one purpose, and tha.
was to have Mrs. on their tomb
stone.
They'd be missed all their lives, and
when .hey die, the more they are
missed the better.
There's Pharaoh, What did Phara-
oh do?
Recognizing the fact that woman
must inevitably rule, he issued the
order to strangle all the male chill
dren. If this thing hadn't slipped
up t'would be money in our pocket
Mr.. Pharaoh is dead now, and be
hadn't forethought enough to leave
the business 10 some good person.
Among t'.ose who escaped justiee
at that time was youth called Mo
ses, of bulrush fame, and since then
every Moses has been wart on the
nature, including the wretched OBJ
ject whose rear name / am cucumber
ed with. Cries of that's so! Put
him out" :"
No, you shall not put him out.
Neither shall he go of his own ac-
cord.
Herod was also O woman's rights
man.
He ordered all the male children
to be slain, and, what sweeter proof
could we have that Herod's head was
level
My dear sisters we can't all be
Herods. but we can wear this tin
type next to our hearts and press on
to the goal
When We reach home | will show
him what one solitary woman can ac-
complish for this great cause, with
her good right arm Applause.
Coming down 10 the present day
where do we find women?
We don't find her.
In ten cases out OF nine she will
find herself.
Come with me to the worst portion
of our city. After ascending thirty
one fight of rickety stairs, what do
we find q?
A miserable basement.
In one corner sits a wretched wo-
man, once belle of the city.
She makes vests. Twentv-four
vests for cent.
Not morsel of food has passed
her lips since last fall.
Around her are fourteen children
crying for bread But alas she ain I
got no bread, but with tears in her
eyes, mournfnlly divides among
them the last balf of a tallow candle.
Have | overdrawn this picture !?
No.
And if any man dares say l have,
III send him home on shutter in
less han ten minutes Emotion in
the audiance
But dear sisters | am not here
simply to touch your hearts, but to
touh your pockets also.
A thing of this kind can't go on
without money, and | hereby call
upon four of the most able bodied
sisters, who feel It's sweet to be on
their muscles, to pass around the