Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1884-02-27
What to do With Our Girls.
Good day, gentlemen. F"

Good day, gentlemen.
Good day." said the horse reporter,
looking up and discovering a young
lady in the department.
Il would like to show you a work
am selling" she began, land am sure
it will prove both interesting and in
structive."
"What is it about?" asked the horse
reporter.
"The book" continued the fair can
vassar, lis by one of our Oest known
writer's and speakers, and is entitled
What Shall We do With Our Girls?'
The question is certainly one of para
mont Importance, and"
"Are your girls bothering you much
this season." inquired the friend of
Maud S.
"Whv no." said the young lady
blushing violently-"thst is-why of
course | havn't any daughters
"Oh, you're out on the road telling
people what to do with their girls be-
fore you're even married, let alone the
the mother of few visions of lowell
ness? Well, that's all right. Some
of our best cook books have been writ
ten by people who didn't know a grid
die from the Fifteenth Amendment"
But this question of what shall be
done with the girls is really an impor-
tant one," continued the young lady,
"have you ever given that thought"
Il can't say that / have" replied
the horse reporter. 81 suppose we
might tie 'em up in the back yard
when a circus comes to town"
Il ardly think you comprehend the
question in all its bearings. What is
the legitimate sphere Of woman; in
what field Of action can she best dis
play and make use of the God-given
talents, attributes of mental force, and
physical grace with which she is en-
dowed? There are living, burning
issues, and must be fairly met. When
we see"
"All right" said the reporter, "vou
can meet them if you want to. Wom-
ans sphere, 80 far as have been able
to discover, is to never have breakfast
on time. 1t is no doubt q somewhat
limited one, but she is gradually reach
ing out into the great unknown, and
will eventually grasp with her lily,
white fingers the black demon of in-
justice that has so long oppressed her.
and strangle in the very stronghold Of
its power the great wrong which for
centuries has baff1ed her efforts at ad-
vancement along the higwav Of pro-
gress."
"Why that's lovely ~ exclaimed the
young lady. "You believe in lady suf-
frauge, don't you?"
Lady who"
Lady sufrage-believe that ladies
should vote, and have all the political
privileges that are accorded men.
That's just what this book says That
chapter is perfectly sweet. It's just
lovely"
."I presume so. But how about the
chapter that says women should not
cramp and distort their bodies with
corsets and their feet with tight shoes?
The gaunt demon of unrest that turks
in the maternal bunion may In the
child of that mother, become an ever
present monster of pain"
"Oh, those chapters are horrid |!
What the world is interested in are the
nobler attributes of woman-her soul
and heart"
"Yes, the soul-and-heart business is
all right, but you must RENE mber that
the humber liver, working away un-
ostentatiously, is also pretty good
scheme, and without health woman can
never attain success. The deadly clasp
of the steel-ribbed corset and the fatal
grip of the cleaning garter are bring
ing to early graves the women Of our
land The beautiful eyes that should
sparkle so brightly are dull and lustre-
less, the cheeks whose whiteness should
be relieved by the rosy blush of health
is sallow and wan, and the fairest tenn
pie ever made is rendered ghastly
ruin by the one who should take the
greatest pride in it's beauty"
"And will you buy book ?" asked
the young lady. 'I'm sure you talk
beautifully"
"No," replied the horse reporter, II
cannot buy book, because actions
speak louder than words, and do not
wish to disturb the dramatic critic who
is in the next room trying to write soul
without a large S."-Chicdgo Tri-
6uns.