Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1900-05-24

beads and make a string for our neck
and we go and stand before the glass
We see the complexion we were not TO
spoil and the white froek, and we look
into our own great eyes. Then tho
curse begins to act on US. 1t finishes
It's work when we are grown women,
who no more look out wistfully 1t a
more healthy life-we are contented.
We fit our sphere as a Chinese wom-
ans foot fits her shoe. exactly, as
though God had made both-and yet he
knows nothing of either. In some OF
US the shaping TO our end has been
quite completed. The parts we are not
to use have been quite atrophied and
have even dropped off. but in others,
and we are not less to be pitied, they
have been weakened and left. We wear
the bandages, but our limbs have not
grown TO them; we know that we are
compressed. and chafe against them.
"But what does 1t help? A little bit
terness, a little longing when we are
young, little futile searching for
work. little passionate striving for
room for the exercise of our powers,
and then we go with the drove. A wo-
man must march with her regiment.
In the end she mu = trodden down
or go with ii. and II she is wise she
goes.
81 see in your great eyes what you
are thinking" she said, glancing at
him. "I always know what the per-
son | am talking to Is thinking Of.
How Is this woman who makes such a
fuss worse off than 1? will show you
by a very little example. We. stand
here at this gate this morning, both
poor, both young, both friendless.
There Is not much to choose between
u.s. Let us turn away just as we are,
to make our way in life. This evening
you will come to a farmers house.
The farmer, albeit you come alone and
on foot, will give you pipe of tobacco
and cup OF coffee and a bed. If he
has no dam to build and no child to
teach, tomorrow you can go on your
way with a friendly greeting of the
hand. |, il come to the same place
tonight, will have the strange ques-
tions asked me, strange glances cast
on me. The Boer wife will shake her
head and give me food to eat with the
Kaffirs and n right to sleep with the
dogs. That would be the first step In
our progress-a very little one, but ev-
cry step to the end would repeat 1t.
We were equals once when we lay,
newborn babes, on our nurses knees.
We will be equals again when they tie
up our jaws for the last Sleep"
Waldo looked in wonder at the little,
quivering face. 1t was glimpse into
a world of passion and feeling wholly
new to him.
MARK you," she said, 1--WE have al
ways this advantage over you've can
at any time step into ease and COM
petence, where you must labor pa
tientiy for ii. A little weeping, q little
wheedling, a little self degradation,
little careful use of our advantages,
and then some man will say, Come, be
my wifer With good looks and youth,
marriage is easy to attain. There are
men enough, but a woman who has
sold herself, even for a ring and new
name, need hold her skirts aside for no
creature In the street. They both earn
their bread In one way. Marriage for
love Is the beautifulest external SYM
boil of the union of souls; marriage
without it is the uncleanliest traffic
that defiles the world" She ran her
little finger savagely along the top
most bar, shaking off the dozen little
dewdrops that still hung there. And
they tell us we have mems chiyairous
attention. she cried. when we ask
to be doctors, lawyers, lawmakers,
anything but III paid drudges, they say:
No, but you have mems chivalrous at
tention. Now think of that and be sat
isfiedl What would you do without itY'
The bitter little silvery laugh, SO sell
dom heard, rang out across the bushes.
She bit her little teeth together.
81 was coming up in Cobb & Co.'s the
other day. At little wayside hotel
we had to change the large coach for
small one. We were ten passengers
eight men and two women. AS l sat
In the house the gentlemen came and
whispered to me: There Is not room
for all In the new coach. Take your
seat quickly We hurried out, and
they gave me the best seat, and cover
ed me with rugs, because 1t was driz-
zling Then the last passenger came
running up to the coach-an old wom-
an with wonderful bonnet and
black shawl pinned with yellow pin.
"'There is no room,' they said. You
must wait till next weeks coach takes
you up but she climbed on to the step,
and held on at the window with both
hands.
"'My son-in-law is i'll. and l must go
and see him. she said.
"My good woman said one, am
really exceedingly sorry that your
son-in-law is i'll, but there is absolutely
no room for you here
"'You had better get down. said an
other, or the wheel win catch you
81 got up to give her my place.
"'Oh, no, nor they cried. We Will
not allow that
"T will rather kneel,' said one, and
he crouched down at my feet 80 the
woman came in.
'rThere were nine of us In that coach,
and only one showed chivalrous atten-
ton, and that was a woman to
woman.
81 shall be old and ugly, too, one day,
and / shall look for mems chiyalrous
help, but shall not find 1t.
"The bees are very attentive to the
flowers till their honey is done, ana
then they fly over them. l don't know
If the flowers feel grateful to the bees.
They are great fools If they do"
"But some women" said waldo,
speaking as though the words forced
themselves from him at that moment,
"some women have power"
liz fro BE CONTINUED
Dazzling Beautiner.
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