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This page from *Judge* magazine presents satirical commentary on women's suffrage and changing female roles in early 20th-century America. The author, Oreola W. Haskell, adopts a mock-serious tone criticizing both suffragists and anti-suffragists. Key targets include: **Carrie Chapman Catt**: The suffrage leader whose return to America is mocked as inspiring "heroine worship" among women—portrayed as an unhealthy tendency toward idolizing active women rather than domestic ones. **Suffragists generally**: Criticized for neglecting domestic duties while pursuing political power, and for their "inferiority" in requiring formal training in citizenship (unlike men who acquire it "by instinct"). **The satire's irony**: The piece actually undermines anti-suffrage arguments by highlighting women's demonstrated competence in organizing, founding institutions, and managing large organizations—while pretending these prove women's unsuitability for politics. The humor relies on readers recognizing the absurdity of claims that women are simultaneously capable organizers yet intellectually inferior to men.

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With begles and with banners, the suffrage cohorts £0, Jed La watcher on the curb, look oat for weal of woe, ‘Abd note what word the raping world in passing may bestow, Cooks HEY say the greatest chefs are men, Lords of the roasts and stews, Who, like high artists, nobly plan Great culinary brews. Before their fame, poor woman's name As cook has grown wan, weak and tame. But if the male cook greatest shines, Alas! why do we tire So soon of all his high-spiced art, Born of creative fire? And why doth Indigestion gaunt His devotees relentless haunt? Can it be true that woman’s skill By Nature's stamped the best? That she’s our kitchen artist still, When put to final test, Since she quite simply, without harms, The body builds, the palate charms? Heroine Worship ITH the return of Mrs. Carrie Chap- man Catt to America, thousands of women, not only in New York City, but throughout the United States, will suffer anew the delicious pangs of heroine wor- ship. For of all the suffrage leaders of the world, none is more beloved than this well-rounded woman, with her strong in- tellect and affectionate heart. This tendency to place women rather than men on pedestals is one of the most rep- rehensible tendencies of the modern club- woman. And the women thus worshiped are not the poetic creatures who languish in seclusion with folded hands, but those who really do things out in the big, cha- otic world. Besides being president of the, International Woman Suffrage Alli- ance, Mrs. Ca’ is a lecturer of note, a splendid organizer and the founder of the Woman Suffrage Party, a little club of one hundred thousand sou!s, who know no better than to be incessantly active on the job of getting the ballot for women. Comparisons LADY COOK tells us that in London, in one month, sixty-six children were murdered by their mothers, while in New York, during that time, there was only one such case. She commends the Amer- ican woman for devoting much time to the rearing of her offspring, while the Curbside By OREOLA W. HASKELL average French woman is turning her charges over to a nurse, and the English woman is blithely packing hers off to school. Such praise is very reprehensi- ble. For may it not account for the fact that thousands of American mothers are now striving for a power that will help them to control conditions that affect their children outside as well as inside the home? The foolish creatures may feel that having done the domestic half of the child-rearing job well constitutes a reason why they would be able to man- age the political part of it satisfactorily. Cloudy INCE Dr. Wiley sagely said, in a gen- erous suffrage spasm, The sexes come from the ‘‘same sploit of monitious bioplasm,’’ The antis will be sad at heart, the suffra- gists elate, But both will burn the midnight oil in the hope to elucidate. California Cranks THE California Civic League has now thirty centers and is conducting a university course in citizenship for the enfranchised women who join. Here we see a trace of the female culture crank quite prevalent in the woman's club. She has a sad desire to study. This may be well enough when the subject is an- cient art or modern modes, but for poli- tics that the average male voter acquires by instinct it is a foolish thing, and only shows woman's inferiority, since she must prepare for what man grasps in his leisure minutes. The Eternal Schoolma’am A TRAINING school for suffrage work- ers has been opened in New York City, where instruction in such frivolous things as the constitutional and political history of nation and state, the history of woman suffrage, parliamentary prac- tice, organization, money raising, press work, voice culture, public speaking and suffrage arguments may be obtained. Here we observe the eternal schoolma’am at work, with her pedagogic impulses unchecked. All this when the ladies might lead such beautiful and blissful lives dawdling over fancy work. Comments A Threat FTER sending two envoys to the United States on two occasions, to study woman suffrage in the unfortunate Western States where theory has become fact, the Belgian government, in order to silence the cry of recently enfranchised workingmen of ‘‘One man, one vote!’” threatens to make women voters. Here is another proof for the antis that the results of political liberty for women ap- pall the investigator and send him away resolved to protect his country from the scourge at any cost. What They Celebrated QUITE unconscious, poor things! of the fact that suffrage is only a fad and that it is rapidly dying out all over the world, the members of the Interna- tional Woman Suffrage Alliance, during its last session, seemed to think they had some things to make them happy. They rejoiced quite innocently and openly over the removal of property qualification for voting in Norway, over universal suffrage in five more States in America and in the Territory of Alaska, and over the election of a woman to a seat in the Bohemian Diet. If these are evidences of death, the cause must be expiring in convulsions. We Know Our Place By JANE BURR WHEN equal suffrage comes, does man- kind fear A sort of revolutionary battle? Why, every woman loves a woman’s sphere As every baby loves its jingly rattle. We only ask the chance to work away For souls and hearts and wretched lit- tle bodies. You're financiers—the new regime will pay— Just think it over when you sip your toddies. We have not done your job—we never shall; We have no great desire to wear the breeches. We cannot build a Panama Canal, But we can love you while you dig the ditches, Mrs. Pankhurst’s offences being of a political nature will not prevent her from entering this country if she so desires, comicbooks.com