Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-12-28
WOMEN AS MAYORS.
Their Actual Work in Kansas is Q
Revelation to Most People.
CITY COUNCILS WITHOUT MEN.
The Grasshoppsr State Takes the Banner
for Female Societies.
COMING FIGHT FOB EQUAL SUFFRAGE

The granting of municipal suffrage to
women has made some startling innovations
not only possible but actual, says CORE
spondent of the Philadelphia Press, writing
from Wichita, Kan. 1t is no news that Mrs.
Kellogg, the lady who has been the Assist
ant Attorney General OF Kansas for the past
two years, fills the Office as creditably as any
of the stronger sex have done. Mrs. Kel-
logg's legal ability ranks high among her =
brethren at the bar. She is handsome
woman, and very popular with the social a.
well as the official circle at Topeka.
All the world knows that the entire Al
dermanic body of the town of Cottonwood
Falls is feminine. The same is true of Os-
kaloosa. AT this place two elements were
fighting for supremacy. The party known
as the "Anti-Prohibition" party, on the
very eve Of election, got out ticket COM
posed entirely of women, intending it merely
as demoralizng agency in overthrowlng
the plans OF the Law and Order" faction.
But the Law and Order" workers elected
the woman-tieket, much to the chargrin Of
the perpetrators of the joke.
A NERVOUS LITTLE MAYOR.
Mrs. Salter, the Mayor OF Argonia, is ad-
ministering the affairs of that town for the
second official term. She is said TO have at
tended to her public and social duties, to
have performed all her household work, in
cludlng washing, ironing and cooking for q
family of FIVE, and to have increased her
family from five to SIX. all in one year.
She is a nervous looking little thing, and
her managers were evidently afraid that her
personal appearance might not be all that 3
discriminating world demands, for a bevy
of women took her off in one corner and ad-
justed her drapery, picked out her frizzes,
and generally looked her over before she
mounted the platform The poor little
Mayor was badly frightened, reading in
voice little above husky whisper short
sketch of the situation in her town.
Mrs. Lowman, the Mayor of Oskaloosa,
was present at the same convention. She il
a very pretty, womanly looking woman, ap-
pearing much too young for the mother Of
22-year-old son, who accompanied her.
THE woMEN's ORGANIZATIONS.
Kansas is the banner State for organiza-
tions TOR women. Every town has its equal
suffrage local society, and there are over
100 woman's clubs in the State. One of the
most prominent and successful clubs in the
State is the Hypathia, at Wichita. It is
now in its fifth year, and numbers 80 mem-
bers. Hypath1a was organized after the
pattern of Sorosis 1t has handsome club
rooms of its own and meets fortnightly.
The equal suffrage women are concentrat-
ing their forces, and expect at the next Con-
stitutional Convention to strike blow at
the word male" in the suffrage clause of
the Constitution. Mrs. Laura Johns, the
State President, is a sweet-faced, quiet
looking woman whose personality is any
thing else than that of the typical female
suffragist The Farmers Alliance of Kan
sas, the body that inaugurated such a
political revolution at the recent elections,
swears by the name of Mrs. NJ. E. Lease,
who stumped the State all summer in the
interest of its candidates.
A ROCKET IN PETTICoATs.
This lady has blazed up into the public
sky with the velocity and brilllancy of
rocket She is magnetic speaker, with a
tongue that can lend itself to eloquence and
patriotic fervor, or seathing satire and vim
dictive abuse of her opponents. Mrs.
Lease is a pale, delicate looking woman,
and rather prepossessing in appearance,
Notwithstanding the fact that an ungallant
Texas editor called her "lantern-jawed,
goggle-eyed nightmare" She is lawyer,
and enjoyed lucrative practice before her
alliance with the farmers. Mrs. Lease is
not popular with her own sex, but she has
firm hold on the affections of her party.
Speaking of the Farmers party brings up
the thought of the farmers wives. If any
one should conjure up a picture of sod
houses and dugouts, of privation and pow
erty, let him clear his cob-webbed brain at
once. That picture belongs to the remote
age of the sixties. The average Kansas
farmer lives as well, if not better, than his
Pennsylvania brother.