Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1913-08-14
IN STILL WATERS
Bark Freighted With Hopes Of
Lovers Set on the Right
Course.
"Those dreadful suffragettes Y


turned to me, as one sure of SYM
pathy. "Bobsy, aren't you glad I'm
not one of them?" / answered fer
vently in the affirmative. The ques-
tion was one which had worried me
Just bit ever since the beginning of
our engagement, but that blissful
period was so new that we had not
had time to put all the affairs of the
universe into their proper pigeon
holes.
'"They do such awful thingsp
continued Phyllis, with a deliciously
feminine little shudder; "fancy fuss
ing with policemen, and throwing
bricks-and all that !"
'Disgusting" l affirmed with en-
phasis. $50 useless, tool And what
do they accomplish except to make
themselves unattractive? What man
in his senses would want to marry
a suffragist" Phyllis received my
reply in such frigid silence that l
looked at her in surprise. She stiff
fened, which is an alarming thing,
even in a person of five feet two.
81 had thought" she remarked
Jelly, ''that you were intending to
marry one; but as there seems to be
misunderstanding, perhaps had
better return this" She held out
my ring on the tip of a scornful
forefnger.
"Why, Phyl!" I stammered, "you
just said yourself"
81 was speaking of the sufragette,
not of the suffragist," she deigned to
reply. Then, noting my look of be-
wilderment, "Do you mean to say
you're such back number that you
don't know the difference, Bob
Wharton? ?"
"I'm afraid l don't" 1 confessed
lamely. 81 know they all want to
vote, and don't just see why. Now,
for example, take you and me. When
we're married."
"If," substituted Phyllis, toying
with the ring, which she had laid
upon the table. "Now that this
point has come up, Robert, we had
better have a clear understanding"
Married" l resumed, firmly, try
ing to keep my temper, wouldn't
my vote represent the interests of
the family-yours as well as my
own?"
''Not necessarily" Phyllis tones
were crisp and businesslike. '|For
instance, dad left me an interest in
his New Jersey mills; they're in
small borough where every vote
counts, and there's land company
with interests inimical to mine, rails
ing heaven and earth to get con-
trolling interest in the council. See
how it works out? Would you estab-
lish a residence across the state line
and vote there, to look after my in
terests, thereby sacrificing your vote
in your own. city and state, where
you are needed? l pause for re-
ply" l could think of none at the
moment, and she proceeded:
''Then, suppose, for the sake of
argument, that you want the Demo
cratic ticket, while Pm convinced
that for the sake of prosperity the
Republican view is the only safe one.
Where's your argument for identical
interests ?"
1 took refuge in generalities.
"Modern woman" 1 complained,
"has become hard, it seems to me.
Perhaps it's unavoidable, under
modern conditions, but her tender
ness, her modesty, her heart side
all these must suffer from the
change. Romance is dead. So much
comradeship and out-of-door COM
partnership with men, masculine ten
denotes in dress and all that are
against romance. Now, in the old
days" l was warming up to my
subject and beginning to enjoy my |
eloquence.
'In the old days." interrupted |
Phyllis demurely, "there were Rosa
linds, Imogenes, Maid Marians and |
Violas, and-oh, lots morel If l
remember rightly, their costumes at
times displayed masculine tenden-
cies, and there was more or less out
of-door comradeship with their low