Omaha daily bee., 1884-02-01
A Lakeside Musing.

Good day, gentlemen"
GOOD day" said the horse reporter,
looking up, and discovering q young lady
in the apartment.
81 would like to show you a work that
| am selling" she began, sand am sure
it will prove both interesting and instruc.
tive"
whats it about2' asked the horse
reporter.
1.-The book" continued the fair can
vasser, ''is by one Of our best known
writers and speakers, and is entitled,
What Shall We Do with OurGirlsT The
question is certainly one of paramount
Importance, and"
Are your girls bothering you much
this season2" inquired the friend of
Maud S.
"Why, no." said the young lady blush.
ing violently-'that is-why, of counsel
haven't any daughters"
''Oh, you're out ON the road telling
people what to do with their girls before
you're even married, let alsne the
mother of a few visions of loveliness7
Well, that's all right. Some of our best
cook books have been written by people
who didn't know a gridiron from the
fifteenth amendment"
but this question OF what shall be
done with the girls is really an import.
ant one," continued the young lady.
'Have you ever given it q thought" 81
can't say that l have" replied the horse
reporter. 81 suppose we might tie 'em
up in the back yard when a circus comes
to town."
81 hardly think you comprehend the
question in all its bearings. What is the
legitimate sphere of woman-in what
field of action can she best display and
make use of the God-given talents, at
tributes of mental force, and physical
grace with which she is endowed
These are living, burning issues, and
must be fairly met. When we see"
"All right" said the horse reporter,
''you can meet them il you want to.
Woman's sphere, so far as l have been
able to discover, is never to have break
fast on time. 1t is no doubt q some-
what limited one, but she is gradually
reaching out into the great unknown,
and will eventually grasp with her lilly,
| white fingers the black demon of Injus.
tice that has SO long oppressed her, and
strangle in the very stronghold Of its
power the great Wrong, which for cen
turtles has batfled her efforts at advance
ment along the great highway Of pro-
gress."
"Why, that's lovely" exclaimed the
young lady. lyon believe in lady-suf-
frage, don't your
Lady who?"
"Lady suffrage--believe that ladies
should vote, and have all the political
privileges tina. are accorded men. That's
just what this book says. That chapter
Is perfectly sweet. 1t is just lovely"
Il presume so. But how about that
chapter that women should not cramp
and distort their bodies with c%oraets, and
their feet with tight shoes7 The gaunt
demon of unrest that turks in the mater
nal 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"
Eyes, the soul.and- heart business il
all right, but you must remember that
the humble liver, working away unosten.
tatiously, Is also a pretty good scheme,
and without health woman can never at.
tain success. The deadly clasp of the
steel ribbed corset and the fatal grip OF
the cleaning garter are hurrying to early
graves the women of our land. The
beautiful eyes that should sparkle &C
brightly are dull and lusterless,
the cheek whose Wilderness should
be relieved by the rosy blush Of
health is sallow and wan, and the fairest
temple ever made is rendered a ghastly
ruin by the one who should take the
greatest pride in its beauty"
"And will you buy q bookl" asked the
young lady. "I'm sure you talk beauti'
fully"
mo-" replied the horse reporter, ~
cannot buy book, because actions speak
louder than words, and l do not wish to
disturb the dramatic critic, who is in the
next room trying to write soul without
a large S."