The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1908-12-14
Women are Not Cats

OF flowers left at the door with a card
which money can be offered-and Their
masculine friendship kisses its fin
gers and watts you an adieu.
No matter how much a man likes
you. he might bring himself to abide
the sight OF sickness and sorrow. He
Is sorry for you, but he will walk ten
blocks rather than run the chance OF
meeting you, and seeing your tears,
and having to listen to your troubles.
1t Is your woman friend that comes
TO you In your nour of grief when you
feel that you must die IL some warm
human hand does not clasp yours. It
is your woman friend that lets you
weep upon her breast the tears that
heal and comfort. 1t is your woman
friend that listens with infinite pa
thence while you go over. and over,
the dreary litany OF some sorrow thai,
somehow, II takes tho sting from Just
TO tell to sympathetic and comprehend.
ing ears.
No man would do that for woman.
No man would do that even for an.
other man; and that is the reason that
ways goes to a woman.
What Women Do for Women.
Turning from the individual woman
to the mass. we have a thousand beau
tiful charities into which woman's love
for woman has lowered. At the gates
Of every railroad station In every city
i'll the land there stands sharp-eyed
kind-faced matron, kept there by
other women to try to save the foolish,
girl who has been lured from her
home by the lights OF the city.
In every city. in every town, there
are hospitals where poor women may
be doctored and cared for while sick:
there are homes where old women
may end their days In peace; there
are nurseries where the working wo.
man may leave her babe In safety
when she goes out to labor OF a morn
ing; there are homes where the way
ward girls feet may be set again In
paths OF rectitude.
1t is woman's hand that Is held out
always tc the weak and unfortunate
of her sex.
II you ask the working girl who got
her her first place, nine times out of
ten she will tell you that II was some
woman. II you ask the struggling
genius who gave her her first uplift.
she will say that 1t was one OF her
own sex.
Every rich woman you can mention
almost. is playing fairy godmother 10
some girl Of talent. and when the wo-
man Is not rich she does II anyway.
II Is Mrs. Smith, and not Mr.. Smith.
who gets up concerts and recitals TO
give some girl with a wonderful voice
year or two OF training under the
best masters, or TO provide some
needy young actress with clothes 10
take the part that has been offered
her in play.
Generous In Pralslng Woman.
Then look at the generosity and the
enthusiasm with which women ac-
claim any other woman who does
things out Of the ordinary. There ~
no matiree hero that has the follow
ing OF women that Maude Adams. or
Ethel Barrymore, or Rose Stahl has.
There is no male writer that women
run up into the seventh heaven OF
popularity like they do one OF their
own sex that they like. Men do not
celebrate the success OF members OF
their own sex with the beating OF
cymbals that women do when a woman
achieves any distinction.
Surely, that alone ought to settle
for all time the idiotic assertion that
women are cats. and that the mere
sight OF another woman fills them with
envy. spite and all Observation-Disclosures,
and causes them to get out their ham
mers.
Woman's best friend is woman.
Every woman knows II. and any man
who thinks the contrary takes a sin
gularly superficial view OF the situa-
ton, or else he has been mighty un-
lucky In the kind OF women that Ia
has met.