The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-07-05
''Why?" I asked curiously.


 Because they have found tham out"
 ''They have" I calculated jubilantly "Hipl Hipl Hooray Good for the wom- anl But have they? Besides ie it's really true, the men don't seem to mind being found out much do they? The masculine idea of the feminine attitude is:
 "Go find out what John is doing and tell him to stopl'
 And it seems to me-" went on, "that John just keeps straight on!'
 "Yes,'' my young gold" friend admitted, ''John is keeping straight on, but with difference He is indirectly under the ob- servation of a penetrating feminine spot light. It will all work out wonderfully at the end of another century, and I should dearly love to see it. but at this rather sad. I not a sentimentalist, but am thankful to say I have at least preserved some of my old fashioned senti- ment. Mine, you see, was a background with q southern past, where nights were heavy with the smell of the 'iessamine flower and honeysuckle. The girls and boys sang 'Juanita' and The Swanee River and read Owen Meredith and really loved
 ''The one bird singing alone to its nest And one star over the tower' Now what do you suppose anyone of those young people in that group over there" she continued as she waved her big palm-leaf fan toward the end of the piazza where they were sitting, would do with a serenade instead of those golf sticks and" "Cal up the police or throw lemon out of the window probably" I sug- gested
 "Of course it all had to come" she went on, "and it is all just process But inconsistently 1t makes me sad' l determined to find out what all this was apout-ir the young women In that | group had said onything to make my | ''young-old' friend say what sine had, and so I strolled over and joined them. There was Hypatia with book; there was brand new affirmative. brown-eyed | bride; there was a spinster (born, not made), and there were several others, ! and on a nearby table stood tray of I apollonaris lemonade, and ginger ale, and some sandwiches and a box of candy. | And
 | There was an atmosphere charged with l wireless opinions-all feminine. "Do women love men as much as they used to?'' l asked, and as the bah went whizzing past I noticed several darts and flashes from as many pretty eyes. di- rected in my direction. An insurrectionist-an anarchist-a so- | cialist-I might have been. judging from from '1ooks'' that my simple question called forth.
 It was like fing1ng pebble into flock of pigeons. There were futters and then silence and then-opinions.
 Hypatia quietly closed her book and said:
 ''Noi-
 A starry-eyed blonde looked like she wanted to say 'sYes" l But
 1 She was evidently afraid 1 And
 l So-
 l She just shook her pretty head and murmured apologetically. 'They have so much else to do now.'' Negative after negative followed the words of the pretty blonde, all agreeing with her except the brand new brown | eyed bride, whose color rose indignantly as she exclaimed:
 "of course they dol Nothing can change the heart of a woman" 1 Then
 The entire group returned to base with l qualifications
 Don't you believe" Hypatia said bold ly, that the heart of a woman is chang Ing as fast as ever 1t can? It is growing wiser as its mind is growing more en-
 frightened. It can't help it. I'm speaking now, of course, of developed women, not 1
 undeveioped ones The mere fact that women are developing in mass, argues well for woman's happiness in the future. She will love him better. be less self