Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1881-02-23
The Emancipation OF Man.

She looked just like that kind of woman
when she came into the sanctum, and all
the seniors became instinctively very busy
and 50 absorbed In their work that they did
not see her, which left the youngest man
on the staff an easy prey, for he looked at
the visitor with little natural politeness,
and was even soft enough to offer her a
chair.
"You are the editorl" she said, in deep,
bass voice.
He tried to say '.yes" so she could hear
him, while his colleagues in the sancturd
couldn't but it was a failure, for the
woman gave him dead away in a minute.
''You are" she shouted. ''Then listen
to me-look at me-what an II"
The foolish youngest man looked at her
imidly and ventured to say, in feeble
voice, that she looked to be about ferty-
sew
"Nursling," sLe shriekcd, ''had you the
soulful eyes OF free man you could see
shining on my brow the rising light of a
brighter day."
Gould II" asked the youngest man tim
idly.
''Yes, you couldl' the woman said in
tones Of unmeasurable scorn. ''Now hear
me; have you a-but cannot bring myself
to use the hateful expression in the style of
masculine possession-are you anybody's
husbandf'
The youngest man blushed bitterly and
said that he wasn't as yet, but he had some
hopes
And you expect your-that is, you ex-
pect the woman whose husband you will
be to support your
The youl gest man blushed more keenly
than before, and tremblingly admitted that
he had some expectations that-that-that
tine only daughter of his proposed father
in-law if he might put it that way
"Yahl" snarled the woman-''now let
me tell you the day OF women's emancipa-
ton Is at hand. From this time we are
free, free, free. You must look for other
saves to bend and cringe before your ma
jesties and wait upon you like slaves. You
will feel the change in your affairs since
we have burst our chains, and how will you
live without the aid of women. Who
makes your shirts now2" she added fierce
ly.
The youngest man miserably SAID that a
soAAoA Oh SthCSt LilhuC Lio-
Him, said the woman, somewhat dis
concerted ''Well, who washes 'em theni"
she added triumphartly.
"a Chinaman just west of -
street," the youngest man said, with
hopeful light in his eyes.
proud worm, who cooks your victu-
alsl"
The youngest man said truly that he
didn't know the name of the cook at his
restaurant, but he was man about forty
years old, and round as barrel with
whiskers like the stufting Of sofa.
The woman looked as though she was
going to strike him.
"well," she said, as one who was lead
ing forlorn hope, ''who makes up your
bed and takes care OF your room?"
The youngest man replied with an air of
truth and frankness that he roOmed with
a railroad conductor and an ex-Puilman
sleepiyg-car porter took care Of their roonl-
SA.2Op>-a whe,Sshe reached the deoes.
and ukned upon him with the face OF a
drowning man who is only five feet away
from life buoy.
miserable dependent" she cries. ''who
sews on your buttousl"
The youngest man on the staff rose to
his feet with proud, happy look on his
face.
Haven't sewed button on a single ar
ticle of my clothes" he cried, triumphant
~, ''patents, every one of 'em fastened on
like copper rivets and nothing but studs
and collar buttons on my shirts. Haven't
had button sewed on for three years.
Patent buttons last for years after the gar
ments have gone to decay" And the
woman fled down the winding passage and
the labyrinth stairs with a hollow groan,
while the other members OF the staff,
breaking through their heroic reserve, clus-
tered around the youngest man and con-
graduated him upon the emancipation of
their sex.