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ally herself to foreign nobleman of the class
offered here. That such alliances usually
end in divorce is merely additional proof of
the innate decency of the American Girl.
Is it true that American women browbeat
and abuse their husbands? American men
are, l think, becoming more emancipated
every day. Many congressman, | under
stand, frame the nations laws without in
structions from their wives, which, if true,
IS certainly an important step toward per-
sonal liberty among American husbands.
More than the Peace Fleet or the Panama
Canal or the Trust Bust, our militant ex-
President deserves credit for inspiring in
every household the idea of Masterful
Man. Every House Father is aroused to-day
and many can pronounce "Dee-lighted!' in
such way that the women folks shake and
tremble as they fade away to the sewing
room. Moreover, l am not sure that the
American Husband has not always been
boss of his establishment; not the loud,
cart tail type of boss, but the silent, calcu-
lating kind who works unseen. AS shall
attempt to prove by the following page
from our own Arabian Nights"
Adventures of Harun-a1-Roosevelt
A LLAH is good! Now, it happened that,
in the third year of the Great Wind
Harun-al-Roosevelt, Calf of Gabgab, grew
weary of the cares incumbent upon him as
Ruler of the World and spake thus to his
Grand Vizir, Let us disguise ourselves as
wandering Congressman and take an I'M
official peep at our people,
So, at nightfall, they donned the mean
habit of Congressman and went forth upon
their adventures. And, at respectful dis
~ f.. n It
cutioner, bearing the Big Stick disguised as
an umbrella. And after wandering to no
purpose for several hours they at last came
upon three Calendars seated on the Treasury
steps and smoking corncob pipes. AS the
three wanderers were about to pass, the
three Calendars spoke in unison:
Pause, strangers! We are all husbands
together!"
This strange proceeding piqued the curl
osity of the great Prince; so he paused and,
noticing that the three gentlemen had only
one eye among them, inquired the cause.
How lost my eye," said the First Cal
endar, is none of your business. Suffice it
to say that l married an American Girl
However, as that is also another story, beg
that you will permit me to substitute
THE TALE OF PETRUCHIo AND THE
MODERN SHREw
by LHe grace OIL 1OQ, continued the
First Calendar, There dwelt in Omaha dur
ing the administration of Mckinley beau
tiful damosel, by name Susie Shrewberry,
whose eyes were like the full moon and
"Cut out the scenery" commanded the
Grand Vizir, who held stop watch.
Whose hair was match for her tenn
per. They were both fiery red. From her
sixth to her twenty-irst year Susie was easily
the proprietor of the Shrewberry estate
Her parents spoke only when spoken to and
ate humble pie meekly from the hand. Susie
believed in Sovereign Woman and rejoiced
in the theory that Man was made to mourn.
up to the time that Susie went to Vas
sar she had few boyish admirers who be-
came singed by her fatal beauty. Unlike the
knights of old, Susie's admirers did not have
to fight dragons; they had to fight Susie, and
that was good and plenty. Wherever she
went an ambulance always followed at a
respectful distance to pick up the bruised
and broken bodies of nice young men with
college pins. These Susie had thrown down
so hard that they never recovered.
AT Vassar Susie excelled at shot putting
and hammer throwing. She excelled also at
the high hurdles and invented the popular