Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-04-06

think SO of himself, other women put
him up to it.
Meanwhile this is my life. l work ten
or twelve hours dav, changing the pen
or pencil for reading or solitary walk,
which you know is not safe or healthy
mode of life for brain worker. L envy
men who can leave their easels for pipe
and lounge in other studios or the easy
camaraderie OF club or cafe, who can
stop by the wayside and chat with a
stonebeeaker if it suits them, to whom
the world is free to make acquaintance
where they will, to speak their opinions
frankly, to admire, to make friendships
without blame. / care nothing what
ever for political economy or rights that
women clamor after. But many women
feel as I do that their solitary lives might
have more free air and sunshine without
disoredit to their sex or loss to the world
1, for one, have been a thousand times
grateful to that arbiter of manners and
customs, Mrs. Sherwood, for saying ex-
plicitly in Harpers' Bazaar long since,
that professional and working women
must be allowed privilege and freedom
from the code of society as regards their
coming and going, journeying without
escort or alone, or being out evenings
later than the carefully kept darlings of
prosperous homes, because to earn her
livelihood and do her work woman must
have liberty. The opinion of leader in
society has been a charter to many well
bred women who earn their living, and
society generally recognizes the justice
and necessity of such concession. It
might go farther and give those women
leave to taste some amusements, and not
condemn its faithful workers to the lot of
galley slaves practically, for want of
cOngenial companionsblp. q have a
roommate with whom get on in perfect
amity because we have thorough indiffer-
ence to each other and thorough indie
pendence. She gives no trouble or COM
partnership either.) II would be a
boon I should prefer to any suff-
rage or office, if tonight l might take
my seat in theater alone, without COM
ment and then ride quietly straight to
my own door. Or if could go to the
historical society IS meeting or the poly
technic, and stop afterward in cafe
and have an ice, and chat With the wal
ter girl precisely with the same freedom
from thought of oritisisin as my neigh
Dor artist, who wears a moustache. Or
even if 1 might walk this gusty rainy
night "to see the boulevards break in
flame, - it would be q new world to me,
instead of sitting here feeling
my heart beat as if eve
ry throb it fretted against thread.
These utterly weary lonesome hours
wear away my life, and leads TO the
nervous failure of which so many die.
For my part, if this dizziness is to con-
tinue had rather wake some morning
and find had escaped exile, died over
night without knowing itr
do not want license to err, I want
leave to live. Either the kindness or
the freedom we women must have
would it be any great harm if we had
both? / once thought I had friend to
my mind for six weeks, one of these
mobile, unreasonable brilliant creatures,
with eyes that shed exquisite kindliness
on everything with their ray. In that
time 1 revived in Imagination in body
and mind; l painted as never before. L
worked without weakness and slept with
Thanksgiving. People said how well you
look, and some women told me l had
grown pretty. In that equable state OF
blood and nerves, in that stiMplH Of
every sweet and happy feeling, Why
should not expression grow. Tzoquent, the
eye clear aud full of lIghtrshe walk easy
aud graceful? Could that friendship
have continued 1 should have doue, Such
work as makes the world pieasr3 But
such inspirations come like the wind and
60 like it.
do not regret the loss of regard. S
tell me how love goeth9
That was not love which went?'s
But do regret the inspiration. Art
lists and writers will know what L mean.
Had ii been lover or husband chang