The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1911-10-12
The Doctors
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1t had been only few months since
young Hickok had begun tuning in at
the brand new entrance OF the equally
brand new fiat building, running up
one flight of stairs and rafting his
brand new latch key in the lock-a
purely superfluous proceeding. be-
cause young Mrs. Hickok, who had
been watching for him down the street
ever since $50, always opened the
door before he did more thal touch
ii. There would be delightful
fragrance of baking things and steam.
ing coffee in the air and bright light
in the kitchen and a ruffly apron upon
Mrs. Hickok, all Of which signif1ed
that dinner shortly would be upon the
table.
Hickok had grown so used to this
scenic setting that when his key
turned clear around and the door
opened without the help Of his wife
his heart jumped in vague alarm. As
he entered the shock developed. The
kitchen end of the fiat was dark. So
was the dining room. In the living
room the shaded drop light was going
and languidly bestowed in the easiest
chair sat Mrs Hickok, attired In her
newest gown, with her hair elaborated
and no apron visible. She was read
ing.
"Are--are you sick?" gasped her
husband, advancing with hat and coat
still on.
She held out one white hand, smiled
sweetly and said, mo" She seemed
quite calm.
Then what-wh-" stammered her
bewildered husband. He laid an anx-
ious hand upon her brow.
my health is perfect, Augustus"
she told him. 1--WE just had great
light break in upon me! You see, this
afternoon | happened to read an ar
ticle, a great long one, in one Of the
leading magazines, by famous doc
tor 1t was about what he called the
sin of being homely. He said 1t was
every woman first duty to be beau
tiful and"
1T isn't duty with you because it's
perfectly natural!' asserted Hickok,
violently. But what"
so, of course, couldn't get din.
ner," concluded his wife, as though
the matter was now fully explained.
Hickok sat down and stared at her.
Il don't understand" he murmured.
is eating incompatible with beauty,
and, if so, what If I'd rather eat than
dazzle by my superior loveliness!"
He said" replied Mrs. Hickok, sit
ting up straight that a woman had
no business doing any sort of work
which impairs her health or good
looks or happiness or hurts her hands
or ruins her complexion, because II
makes her an Improbable member Of
the community and her husband won't
love her! He said that heat from the
cookstove had spoiled more COM
pexions than all the paint and pow
der in the world and that the much
denounced dollhouse air OF the ball
room is a California zephyr compared
with the soupy. oniony stew that
passes for air In the Kitchen He
said early rising had caused more
nervous wrecks than late hours and
that social designations and rich din
ners are to just plain cooking for
harvest hands or washing for family
Of six as chicken pox Is to cholera.
Oh, and he said lot more! had
never thought Of it before, but, of
course, I'd rather you kept ON caring
for me, so | made up my mind to
stop"
"Milly," asked Hickok, ARE you sure
your head doesn't ache?"
Read it YOURSELF" retorted his
wife, thrusting the magazine into his
hands with energy. He's scientific
man and he ought to know! Read
there where he says: Not only is it
one of the inalienable rights of women
to life, liberty and the pursuit OF hap.
piness, to have all the money she ar.
tistcally needs and can get to make
herself beautiful in face, figure and
costume, But she has the right to re-
fuse and revolt against any form OF
work which robs her OF what beauty
she possesses. | noticed two Of my
fingers were roughened, 80 | think II
is high time | revolted! 1t makes me
SILVER to think of my life had
missed seeing that article!"
do you mean to say" demanded
Hickok, that you are never going to
cook a meal or dust room? You
know when you married me that we
couldn't afford maid for year,
don't want you to drudge, Milly, but q
little four-room fiat and dinner for two
doesn't strike me as an appalling
proposition for a healthy young WON
an II she uses common sense!
hadn't noticed that you were fading
away or losing your good looks and
must say that wife with any ap.
probation OF her duty wouldn't take
up with any such crazy notion"
THAT is very convincing article"
declared Mrs. Hickok.
"But--but what do you intended for
us to do?" queried Hickok.
Mrs. Hickok surveyed him solemn.
ly. We'll" she said. getting to her
feet and turning her back "I'll tell
you what well do this evening. You