The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-11-28

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 ND LOOK AT THAT
 My Dear Julia:
 It seems that neither of us has yielded in our debate-neither convinces the other. The only concession you have as yet made is in this excerpt from your last letter:
 And yet he (man is stubborn, un- yielding, and indifferent to woman's ad- vancement. Wherever we find him he is hand cuffs and hobbies to Woman"
 That was surely slip-up, Julia. But I scented victory in that paragraph, and how it made the hot blood race through my veins! To win in anything, from a game of craps to war between nations, is to feel the thrills that belong to the victor.
 So I proceeded to thrilll I stopped reading your letter long enough to en- feel sorry for you on your defeat.
 l was too previous. For. Julia, it was only a bait. To that one concession was tied a string, and to that string was a hook, and to that hook dangled sucker and that sucker was I.
 Thou false onel Your very next words gave credit to our Lords all virtues, even to nourishing the inner man-with Uneeda biscuits! Gustatory martyrs to their wives ambition and craving of oratorica honors in some Woman's Meeting!
 Charles has done even more than this, Julia. He has eaten my biscuit and pies, ana never raised his voice in protest, nor laid his indigestion at my door. When the Cook lady has exodusted he has risen with the lark, prepared 8 palatable meal and sneaked quietly away to his busi- ness, leaving a breakfast smoking hot for the little woman who slept-the lazy thlng! For which she was duly thank ful.
 But this proves nothing-nor does 1t disprove the correctness of the Female Ballot.
 Oh, fudge, Julia! just because the man occasionally in a lifetime unbends from his superior dignity to assume a wom- ans yoke-should that settle this nation- al-no, universal question of Equal Suf- frage?
 Those broken doses of drugery should, at least. make him appreciate Woman's reaching out for elevation from the mire of accepted and onerous conditions. Cannot you, Julia, lay aside @ modicum of your anti-convictions, and, looking into the future that is bound to bring the realization of our desires, and see the great blessings and improvements that shall come when the Ballot shall be accorded to women? No more corruption in Municipal or National government for Woman with her inborn hatred of fraud, and double dealing, and chicanery will stand for only the just administra- tion of the 1aw-for probity and cleanli- ness of our public officials! And our vote will be the power to force such con- ditions.
 In exercising this long delayed privi- lege, it will not be necessary to sacrifice any per cent of our womanliness nor at | fractions. We may still wear hips, or no | hips, rats or no rats, as fashion decrees, | and be as pretty as nature and art can | make us, and yet poll our vote to fin | ish. Nor will there be an inevitable out come of Female officeholders in the New | Order of things.
 It would be laughable-yes,' it would be screaming farce to see Woman in the
 Presidential chair-but we can seat the tight man there! Our great aim q say
 our, for I believe I am bound to be an Active SuffragetteD is to us our vote and consequently our influence as a bal ance wheel in the administration of the affairs of our country.
 Men are easily corrupted, Julia, through ambition and enmity, and greed of pow CT. So they haggie and scheme, bribe and accept bribes with true Uriah Heep serenity often knifing their colleagues in
 the dark in order to facilitate their own advancement in the slippery paths of po- iltical preferments. l Of course, Julia, as Woman has since | the beginning of the world, been under | ban as an ego, it will be years before ner judgment and demands shall equal | ize and adjust themselves; and there wil. rise up fanatics who will pose as | leaders sent to bring women out of | Egyptian darkness, and all such bosh and extravaganza. But the 99 per cent will quietly and serenely work for equal
 ity of Rights without so much as hip | hip-hooray!
 Charles sometimes talks of the Female
 Ballot in kind of sarcastic manner, as l though it were a stupendous joke, and | chuckles exasperatingly.
 | He says: "Why, Jane, if it ever comes,
 I can buy your vote for d willow plume, | or a pillow mqff!'
 | This is calumny, Julia-unpardonable coumny, and Charles reduces himself a
 degree in my regard. He shall see in the | fullness of time that no one could buy | my vote-no not for a sealskin coat! l Charles is a great disappointment to | Ine-in a way--as I have no doubt many | other men are to wives who aspire. He | IS over indulgent to me in everything l sacrifices himself in all kinds of ways for
 my enjoyment and benefit. But the bal | lot? Never
 | Of late I have ventured to ventilate
 some of my Suffrage ideas in his pres-
 ence. My! but you should have seen | him! You would think he had discovered | nihlistc tendencies of the most vicious | and dangerous character. think Julia, that shall continue to
 place before him the justice of my pri | ciples-for the continual dropping of water will wear away a stone-and
 shall finally convince him of these grand | results that shall come with Women g | Suffrage, viz: The purification of office | folders, the better administration of law
 and a higher valuation of Woman's judg- | rlent.
 l Looking at the question from anotner
 viewpoint Julia, we see this privilege ac- | corded to the lowest and most illiterate creature-he needs only be male-and ic denied to women of culture. brains and wealth. The man who would readily | tarter his vote for jug of rum is the peer of women who have erected monu- | ments to themselves or hospitals, ot homes for the homeless, orphanages. ana other grand charities that demand the | outlay of thousands of dollars.
 Helen Gould, Mrs. Russell Sage. Mrs | Hetty Green and many other moneyed
 women can have no voice in the making ] of laws for the protection of their mil 1 lions-while poor old Cuffee. who hasn't
 a change of trousers and Hon. Butter feId tbe village bum, can walk up to