The Washington times., 1913-01-23
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said at the Militant Suffrage meeting
| the other day. She said The hour has
struck! Times hand falters on the dial
A million Noras realize they are mar
ried TO a stranger, and are leaving
| their Doll Houses
'1bsen stuff" said Mr.. Jarr. LITER
ary false-alarm clock stuff
well, I do feel just like going on
strike, just doing nothing, as Mrs
Stryver does and Clara >Mudridge smith.
They have 1t easy. They have break
| fast IN bed"
Wealth can do no morew declared
Mr.. Jarr.
Then they get in their automobiles
and go downtown and shop or 20 to
the big hotels to a club meeting about
Women Workers; or. The Industrial
Drain on Home and Family and then
have tea or go to a matinee, or lust
sit and watch the other women of the
| wealthy leisure class-and have not a
thing in their minds to worry them,"
Yes, 1 suspect they haven't a thing I'm
| their minds to worry them,'' said Mr..
Jarr. But IL you wish to 20 on a re-
fined and ladylike spree of that kind.
| here's an extra five spot I picked ND
yesterday when Rafferty, paid me an
| election bet that has long hung fire.
You take this money. cali a taxicab,
| become a prominent clubwoman, loaf
| In Peacock Alley all afternoon, have tea.
go shopping, or to a matinee or any,
where. Go as far as you like and as
! far as S will take you
'f.ow that's real sweet of you." Mrs
Jarr declared. "A woman doesn't spend
| that much money on herself-that is,
| in cash-no matter how rich she may
| be. Besides. what's the use for a wife
to go on a strike If her husband
financed it?''
"Oh. we'll, go to the giddy haunts Of
pleasure and be a millionairess for an
afternoon" suggested Mr.. Jarr.
Then he kissed her and went down
town.
When he returned Mrs. Jarr was home
| before him.
Did you go on your society lady of
luxury spree?" he asked.
| Yes" said Mrs. Jarr, .but 1 didn't
enjoy It much. Baroness Grabenheimer
| saw me getting out of the street car at
the hotel and I saw her getting of one,
| too"
"WelI?'
The only consolation 1 have re-
| &plied Mrs Jarr. lis that she couldn't
| complain to me how shamelessly the
| taxicab DRIVER overcharged her. no more
than I could tell her II was terrible
| and that even the taxicab rate by the
| hour, as i nlreu tnem, Seefneu eAtOT-
tiopate. So that sort of spoiled my
| day"
! II don't see why" ventured Mr.. Jarr
| IT sat in Peacock Alley, but got 10
| thinking" said Mrs. Jarr. My new
dress and hat looked real nice, and my
| furs, too. Now, when 1 used to sit in
the onyx and gold corridors of those
big hotels and watch the other finely
dressed women. / used to say to m!y-
| self, That's Mrs. Belmont. or Mrs
DrexeI. or Mrs. Gould. or Mrs. Wander
| bilt.' and so on. But, do YOU know
TODAY IL occurred 10 Inc that the womer
| I was watching and thinking were the
leaders az wealth and fashion Were
also watching and maybe thinking tn,
same thing OF me. But that isn't all.
.'WeIl. what else?" asked Mr.. Jarr.
You know the o.d curiosity shoI
whore YOU got my antique necklac;
Christmas" We'll. | went in there L
look around. and the proprietor told r,'
he didn't think it suited my style. ant
III asked him why he had let you bu,
n for me, and lie said he didn't know
YOU we're buying it for me-"
"WeIl?" said Mr.. Jarr.
"well?" said Mrs. Jarr.
Then they both laughed.