The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1908-04-17
CYNTHIA'S CAREER
BY FLORENCE BRIGHT

and the happiest man in the woIld-bar
none-I owe 10 a newspaper discus
sion. It happened in this wise: When
! arrived as usual " spend the after
noon with Cynthia, found her, TO my
great surprise, immersed in the paper.
She never even troubled to open one
as a rule. She was lying in the ham
mock, a great bush of crimson rhod-
odendrons forming an appropriate
background to her dainty blue sown.
Her manner was distinctly distract,
and she replied at random to all
said.
Paper very interesting?" / said at
last, rather tartly. L had inquired after
the health of her aunt, and Diogenes.
the black poodle, and related my own
small stock of happenings at the war
Office.
"Er-um-I beg your pardon. What
did you say?" asked Cynthia, looking
over the edge of the paper at me,
and blinking her forget-me-not blue
eyes absent-mindedly.
How is The Hague conference go
ing? Or perhaps it's the money mark
ct you're so absorbed in?" | said, dis
sembling my feelings, not very sue
cessfully. ! had looked forward to the
customary delightful afternoon with
Cynthia, and without undue vanity it
was annoying to be so overlooked.
30. dear, no. But there's something
really important in the paper today"
and she nodded gravely at me.
Indeed! You surprise me-" l re-
piled, dryly.
Eyes. But 1t is puzzling. can't
make up my mind. What do you think
is the best career for women"
ITO sit in a hammock, wear their
prettiest blue frock and make them
selves agreeable to their friends" l
said promptly, and a special emphasis
on the last phrase.
"Oh! That's so like a man when you
ask his advice. see now what you
are. You're just one of those men who
want women to be dolls"
We'll! Even that's a career-of
sorts-isn't it?" l interjected. She
flashed scorn at me, and | Immediately
regretted my flippancy. But has any
thing happened? l don't understand"
fastened to add.
"Of course not. Men never do. Men
never think that women want a ca
reer-some purpose in life-as well
as themselves"
oh! WE'LL" l conceded "some wo-
men-perhaps. But you-you are
surely not thinking"
"Of career? But I certainly am.
This discussion in the paper"
"Oh! that's it," I interposed gloom
lily, beginning to see daylight in the
thing
Has been so illuminating-so
realizing She drew a deep breath,
and looked far away over my head at
the clouds. II never thought before of
the possibilities in life for women.
Just think what it must be to wo-
man to be independent To be a great
doctor-a great writer-or-or-"
She stopped, enthusiasm seemed to
choke her.
"Or-what?" I asked, rather brutal
ly. Where did / come in, in all this?
Cynthia's had not been the only reve-
lation. Yes. Or what? Go on" I said
Tin thinking" she announced,
with little pout.
Cor great Judge, or an engineer,
or a statesman? There are so many
careers open to women, aren't there"
added sarcastically.
She at last admitted that their num-
Der was rather restricted-at present.
But they'll open up as time goes on"
she concluded enthusiastically, and
waved her hands in space, vaguely
! permitted myself to smile in
superior manner
"Oh! you're too tiresome for any
thing this afternoon she cried,
springing nimbly out of the ham
mock.
I'm sorry" l said How can I
make amends?"
go and get my surshade out of the
hall and tell them to bring tea out
here" | FASTENED 10 do her bidding.
and found her strolling in the shrub
berry on my return. She called me to
look at robins nest We had been
watching for some time.
you know" | said gravely, handing
her the parasol, TN not sure. But
don't think that women who go in
for great careers have men to fetch
and carry for theIn"
MOP" She looked incredulous. But
why not?"
well I scarcely know But perhaps
it's because they haven't got time for
the-frivClities."
"Oh But that would be horrid."
She looked quite panied
What? Horrid, 20 Ire independ-
ent Why. | thought you said just
now
YES, but I didn't mean that sort of
independence" She gave a little stamp
Of her foot. IT think men ought al
waXs to do things for women Don't
your She looked appealingly at me-
"Certa:lly. 'Tis the whole duty of
man" I paused, then I said, You
pro! oundcd a conundrum to me just
now"