Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1896-02-18


/ here 10 tell you about woman's suffer.
ing. Woman's suffering is one kind Of
womb An's wrights. and another kind is
wherh they has meetings and breaches
and 1otes. / have tried the suffering
kind and II amt nice. and it is when
peoplb's babies is killed and they can t
90 "A parties. and when people gets
whipped and has to go to sleep in the
dark hnd like that.
"Now I'm trying the other kind
and
Bylthis time the windows Of two or
threel neighboring houses had been
thrown open and several rude little boys
were kiggling over the fence. but Mrs.
Doogin was so much excited she didn'
motto! anything till little niger. who
had Just come up. called: 'Horrey!
You' 70 gwine ter be q fine un il yer
only keeps On.
Thk poor little "woman's suffering
lady flushed red to tho very tips Of her
small fingers, and her eyes filed up with
morti ibcation. To finish all, In her haste
to ge down she forgot all about her
long jrain. 1t caught ON nail at the
edge ,bf the open hole. and the light Of
the nSw woman was extinguished in the
coal lin.
HG hand got IN ugly cut, and there
was great big lump under the crushed
hat. iiut the thing that hurt her most
was the burst Of merriment with which
the audience greeted her fall She wait
cd doEn there on the coal for q long.
long lime till the people in the houses,
guessing her distress, went away, or at
least bid themselves behind the blinds,
and OILY few Of the boys on the fence
We're left
At last they, too. grew tired and went
TO hesIr the organ man around the corner
play tClimbing Up the Golden Stairs"
and lift the tear stained. aching Mrs.
ID. TO The hard task Of climbing ont un-
seen Her little head was throbbing
with The pain. but she was too proud TO
let he husband sec her first defeat. and
when the kitchen girl had bound her
wounds, she started out again.
Thib time she sought more retired
field ih which TO pursue her labors and
ut last determined 10 brave the dangers
Of the basement where tho phantom In
dans Hwelt and try to make the squaws
be "vIoman's rights.
Ii Was quite dark down there. and she
was afraid to venture far from the door
or windows on account Of spiders and
"p'ra bs rats and ghosts and things. At
last hbr eye was caught by an old trunk
Of ma hma's which she knew contained
lot OF party clothes and other things
more interesting than just walking
round and round talking to the Indians.
who We're not even civilized enough to
answeF her.
Thik fall was by far greater than the
first. From noble efforts to improve
her SEX to the low vanities Of gaudy
dress However. Mrs. Doogan didn't
know and rummaged happily in faded
silks, kried ON high heeled slippers, yell
low n bw with age. and old brocades her
grandmother had worn when- Gra-
cious heavens What frightful screech !.
No w,bnder. She had come upon fam.
lily Of mice, and one horrid little one
had "a lien up her sleeve. Oh. my, such
cries ,Ind means and frenzied screams
us she ran stumbling in her fineries till
all thu servants in the house. mamma
and MIR. Doogan and papa. who had just
come in. ran headlong to the cellar.
think ing some one was being killed!
II Warned her not to. walled her
fright Ened spouse. Il knew the Indians
would be savage when they found /
didn't come and now s'pose they're
cooking her alive" "
"G bod gracious, pussy. what's up
now?' asked papa as he took the weep
ing, tIe embling bundle in his arms. did
sonnet ping hurt or frighten you. pet?"
"Nb! No! Nov sobbed Mrs. d.
"But papa it's u mouse!' And thel
there WAS another burst Of tears till the
poor thby mousie was found dead. Then
Mrs. lboogan's tender heart was touched
and she hid in her mothers friendly
skirts
"OD, mammal Did / kill it? Poor,
dear. little thing. / didn't mean to,
truly, but it frightened me SO that l
must baye Oh, oh. my! guess must
have j lueezed it hard Oh, dear !"
"W bat s ,haty" said papa. "Woman's
suffer ing people frightened by mouse !
For Shame, my little daughter; you dis
grace Eour cause''
I'h not woman's suffering any
more br woman's wrights or anything
at all, but only me-" affirmed the late
new ,Foman. And I'm going home
right now and see how Mr.. Doogan's
tended to the things and take care Of
Miriam la and never make any more
speecLe es and have everybody laugh and
fall an ID hurt myself again.
iced and its the great care Miriam
dy'll I|eed 10 bring her back to airth. "
put il the cook. "for when ! saw her
last size had her side split up Of having
too mlkch bath!"
The there were fresh bursts of tears
and Nh. Docgan vowed "it was thank
less JOB to tend to children and more fun
to 10 ,In battles with the kind Of things
it wenldnt hurt to wash once in
awhik ;"
And Mrs. Doogan vowed she'd never
leave her home to such careless thing
as mail, long as she lived.
And when the woman question is
menti,Ined now. the children both look
wise abd shake their heads. Margaret
L. Ne,|feld in San Francisco Examiner.