Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1888-03-29
THEORY AND PRACTISE.
oKimpins makes Strong Argumen,
which Pals to impress.

"Did you ever notice" remarked Skimpin.
| to the journal scribe THAT the famou.
women of the country all have strong mascu.
line facesl7
NO. We had never pondered much on thai
subject"
well its fact all the same-and nigh,
add the well known fact that most of the
famous women of the country have been the
daughters of smart fathers. Look at Miss Al
colt, Elizabeth Stuart Phelps, Harriet Beecher
Stowe,-why this fact will hold true quite
generally. Now just glance through the
| photographs in this volume. The Daugh-
| tiers of America" Notice the strong Mascu.
line lines OF those faces--and tell me candid
ly if this doesn't show the secret Of femi-
nine greatness.
81 tell YOU added Skimpins with burst
OF enthusiasm, 1.-THE greatness of women is
measured by their masculine qualities. Men
rule the world-they must do so-all nature
sustains this view of the case This does
away with your theories Of woman's rights
Young man never allow your youthful wor-
ship Of the fetish liberalism" to carry YOU
On to the advocacy of such fallacious doe
trines. Man is the natural ruler both of the
family and the nation and it need. no areu-
ment from me TO prove"
"Smo-o-n :" it was Mrs Skimpins who
spoke and her voice sounded penetrating and
shrill down the stairway.
Skimpins was silent
"Simon Andrew Skimpins :"
What is it love p asked Skimpins in sub
dued tones
when are you going to get that kndling
wood? I've waited Just as long as I'm going
to. Now you hustle your boots and be quick
about it,
ayes love"
"And Simon
"Yes"
when you get that done | want you to 90
out and hunt up woman to wash Monday"
ayes love"
Have you sifted those ashes"
yes"
well, as soon as You get that wood, you
may go after the woman"
Yes
son your way down town you may call
INTO Browns and order something for dinner,
dy'-ye-hear,"
eyes dovey."
well, mind you don't forget it if YOU do
yonll go hungry, just bear that in mind.
Yes, said Skimpins in soft tones
Il cant stop any longer" he added to the
scribe, come in some time and look over
some statistics have compiled on the topic
we were discussing, This is one of my busy
days, and big sigh came solemnly from
Skimpins Utmost soul as he took up the
basket and meandered meekly toward the
cellar way
The scribe poudercd. He remembered
that Mrs. Skimpins had the most delicately
feminine features he had ever seen. Soft
white complexion, liquid blue eyes, that APP
them into tears, wealth of golden tresses
that seemed to catch all the sunshine of the
room smile tenderly, sweetly, angelically
beautifully bewtching and a voice as soft lin
company as the liquid lapse of murmuring
stream" She was such woman as might have
been imagined to dwell in Elyslum or to Gull the
flowers of Eden. Alas, how facts our
fancies shatter.
The edge had been taken from Skimpns
arguments and the scribe mentally concluded
to forego his statistics The more he
pondered the subject the more he become
entangled in its philosophical meshes till at
last wearied by his exertions, he put the
whole subject resoutely from his mind and
sought relief in the light and airy pages of
the latest story by Charles Francis Stain
q Mendacious Monstrosties or How Crom
and Pa Murdered Messenger"