The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-10-15

greatest respect, as you know, my dear.
for all women: but 1 dom like TO think
of one hammering ii meeting to order. l
don't like to think Of one raising her voice
so that she can be heard all over hall.
When women begins this sort Of thing
she grows vulgar and vulgarity is more
contagious than the smallpox We men
have always laughed at ewing societies,
but at least, ii there was considerable
gossip, some good was done in making
warm clothes for the people who haven
any. The very fact that in some women s
clubs, as ] have heard, they tine
women for swearing, suggests 70 my
mind what a woman must be when law
like this becomes necessary. l think you
tod mcyOuO belonged to a club, dldn
you?'
absolutely blushed, and I said: Yes,
l did for two months: the club claimed to
be formed of writer's and ] don't think
two-Uhirds of them had ever read the
standard books, let alone writing any
thing more important than how to GRO
Chef a necklace for her sweetheart. One
innocent young woman told me she joined
hoping to learn to write; and another one
said she directed The envelopes in an
office. Between You and me, think her
work was about the most respectable of
the lot but l had had such beautiful
ideals; expected to meet the George
EliOts, the feminine Walter Besants, the
women VINO were strong OF brain and big
o heart; but, alas, they either didn't eX-
ISL or hadn't joined that club. l don't
think woman is a clubbdble creature
NICE WOMEN ARE NOT CLUB MEMBERS.
mo" added the colonel" when she is
purely womanly she is not; her life is too
MI Of goodness and sweetness and low
ing kindness for her to want tJ-was her
hours on a mob. as that lower animal,
man, does. The very minute you have
woman racing to clubs, that very minute
sou take her from her higher state and
pat her on a par with the lower orders.
/ don't think the good God will regard
her as a club member; | think he will
lake her quite by herself, and Judge and
DE merciGul her according to the closer
life that she has led. II is in her power
to save lha world, but she has got to do it
Jy individual effort and not in mass.
1ou see l am old-fashiOned, and belle e
with MIR. Walter BesInt that the best
profession for q woman TO enter into is
chat OF marriage. OF course, my dear, /
know that there are many lovely women
who have to 90 out into the world to-day
and earn the bread and butter for thu
household, but these are not the women
who are giving their opinions in clubs
hese women are too busy for that. When
the worA-day time is over, their rests and
their en- oyment are in the home. Tell
re. now. after busy Gay, what would
you rather dO?"
j telt as. | were being interviewed,
and yet l can't imagine anybody telling
he colonel any hing else but the truth I;
so l said: "WeI, Tor a i lille, ! like TO
read pleasant hook; then l ENJOY the
dinner which have ordered in the morn
ing, and en- OY it twice as much if have a
ouple of friends with me; then l like
some people TO drop in that l like; l like
TO hear bit of good music; l like people
o talk things over, but not to argue, and
l like 10 feel as I'put my head on a
pillow, allowing myself five minutes o.
beauty sleep that am at peace with the
World
But" said the colonel, chow would
you like it ii, when the res ing hours
came, you were surrounded by women
who talked about the beauty Of work,
who discussed nothing but shop, and who
counted everything but their ambitions,
smal!"
WOMEN AS TIME-wASTERs
u shouldn't like it at all; ! should be
horribly bored. The beauty Of work CON
siss not in talking about it, but in doing
10 to the best of ones ability; but, colonel,
those women think l am frivolous The
other day out in the park, while 1 was
giving the dogs a romp, | met club wo-
man, and she told me l was wasting my
time. | didn't think so. | had had a
rood walk; | had gained an appetite for
my dinner, and the dogs were looking at
me with eyes tull of delight and graf
itude, because they had had such a good
time In addition to the pups, had two
small boys with me they weFen mine; l
wish they We're; and they had showed me
more odd hooks, and told me more about
The foliage out there than | had ever
dreamed of. After we dined that night,
we had all had so much fresh
air and such a good tramp that
the Hush-a-by Lady from Lullaby
street only had time to say
good nigh. to US before our eyes were
closed. The next morning the boys were
eager to go 10 their essons; the docs were
willing TO SIT still, and, in their own way
discuss the afternoon before, and | felt
that life was worth living and work worth
doing And vet the club woman thought
that if ] had been writing an article on
The Woman of the Future: What viii
Be Her Aims and Their Results, il would
have been enough sight better than fool
ing away my time. That is what she
called it, Giving pleasure to three pup
pies and two boys, drinking in no end of
fresh air; looking at the trees in their
red and brown frocks, and having big
mOuthfuls OF rest-why, the woman of
the future! Bother! l have got to look
after the woman of the present"
The colonel said; My dear, you put it
a little strongly, but I think you are
right The country is getting to be
woman-ridden, and am a bit tired of il.
Tired of it," ] exclaimed; ''you can't
be half as tired Of it as | am, but then
am tired of so MANY thinUS.n
WHAT Bah IS TIRED OF.
am tired of the coming woman who
never gets there.
am tired of the men who don't take
care of the women.
am tired of seltshness, envy and the
worship of the dollar.
] am tired of women who refuse 10
make the country greater by bearing
children.
am tired of hearing Providence blamed
for our own stupid bunders
] am tired of the woman speaker, the
clubwoman, and the woman whose mission
is apparently TO promulgate bad man
ners
am tired of rude children with dia
| mond rings on their fin ers and impudent
words on their tongues.
] am tired of politicians promises thai
| are never kept,
am tired OF the belief that SAYS the
| kitchen amounts TO noyhing and the clut
| room TO great deal
! am tired of the type of woman who
pridgs herself on not knowing what she
eats and who looks it; on not knowing