Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-10-27

Of the barrows and hsrsngued the
crowd.
Women" she said. this is no hou-
day. Those who think IL a holiday
should turn pack. The Field OF Mars
( IS TO be got ready. Let us show the
world We can get It ready because of
the patriotism within our breasts. Let
II go down to history. when this joyous
year Is recalled. that the women OF
Paris did this. and this. and this"
Loud and shrill WHAT'S quiyered in
the air.
Arriving at the Field Of Mars the
men welcomed their sisters with a
cheer. Readily the women separated
into attachments and attacked the
work before them with giant will. Il
was stupendous task. shoyeling that
| amphitheatre into shape, clearing.
pressing moulding: work. indeed. that
was little suited to the hands OF wo-
men. But there was no degradation.
The sanetity OF labor had almost be-
come a religion.
With arms barred to the elbows. their
| hodices loosened at the throat so they
might breathe freely, the women bent
their backs and worked, and the per-
spiration dripped from their brows
upon the soil they were shovelling.
At MONDAY food. sent by the munic-
| ipality. was brought round in carts.
| They ate spsringly and quickly, for
they could not bear To see the picks
and spades lying on the ground idle.
The men were for lounging haitian
hour after their meal. The women re-
quired no leunging, For very shame
! the men, therefore, could do no other
! than resume the work without any
rest.
In the afternoon beautifully clad la
! dies from over the Seine drove TO wit
ness the unusual spectacle of their own
sex doing mems work for no other re
compense than glory and the love of
! their country. Much of the interest
!
! girl, with the black hair and the black
| eyes and the little red cap. She work
ed on with strong arms, filling her bar
row with earth.
And are you the Juliette Marigny
of whom Paris is tall1ing?" asked
wrinklen and powdered dame with pat
roufzing confederation
Juliette. heated with her labor. look
ed up with crimson face. Evidently
annoyed at being interrupted. she an
swered, eurtly: Il am
"And do you not find such work very
exhausting?' adued the lady with an
affected smile.
TRY it," said Juliette. decisively,
pushing spade towards her richly APP
parened interrogation.
The dame laughed croakingly and re-
vealed the lines on her rogued cheek.
Really, you are making merry, you
are joking | am not a laboring wo.
man
Then begin" said Juliette. In
voice as swift and decisive as the fall
| of a Ratchet. Take that shovel and
4 dig"
There was a nutter OF CONSERVATION
among these aristocratie holiday sight
/ seers
Juliettes friends ceased for a mo-
ment in their work. and. by the set ex-
! preston on her face. divining her in
tent. they sprsng forward to others of
! the well-dressed ladies.
Yes, dig," they shouted, pointing
to shovels and to work that remained
TO be done Come, mesdames, an end
to fine manners and dig.
These women meant what they said.
10 the others. who had lived in luxury
and ease. their tattered clothes and
shrunken skin and lips tight at the
corners gave these words a bodeful
menace Before, therefore, they real
lied the straits in which they found
themselves shovels had been pressed
into their hands and they themselves
| pressed down the bsnkside.
Dig" cried Juliette in voice OF
command, dig for your own good. We
are all women here all Frenchwomen,
and clothes count for nothing. We are
equals in the sight of heaven. The
work we are doing is for the nation,
for our beloved France SO dig, and
let the sweat of toll wash the powder
from your, cheeks'"
The grand ladies set to digging.
Their dainty coiffures. their embroid-
cred satin skirts. their silken stockings,
their delicate shoes were all soiled and
injured. But they had ceased to think
of garments. Around them was cor
don of determined women, and they
had heard tales of what a mob may do
when IL is wrath So their soft hands
held the shovels. and they dug and
filled the barrows never daring to stop