Judge — November 7, 1914 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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THE MODERN WOMAN Mustard and Cress By ETHEL BR. PEYSEK Her Groove SHE WANTED to ‘‘do’’ something. (Ah!) “DO” with a halo. “Something’’ with a halo! Because some of her friends things’ and she was very lonesome. Her Father wanted her to ‘DO SOME- THING.” Her Mother wanted her to ‘DO SOME- THING."” Her Brother wanted her to ‘DO SOME- THING.” But... none of them had the least idea what she could do, much less ‘*DO.’’ Because They had all co-operated with her to make her money do all the doing for her. One day she happened to ‘lunch with a ‘‘Doer’’ who wore the coveted halo (mentioned above). “Oh,”’ said She to the Doer, “what shall I do? I want to do something, and I don’t know how to get started.’’ “Go,'’ hastily replied the Doer, in her anxiety to get the Hopeless Case off her hands, “Go to my good friend, the Woman Editor. She can advise just such a one as you. So, contrary to tradition, she took the s:ivice of her friend—the Doer—and went on awed tiptoes to see the Woman Editor, Who sat among clanging-type- writers, piles of mussed manu- scripts and dirty originals, but Brandishing a smile. Woman editor—Good-morning ! can I do for you? Hopeless case—Tell me what can I ‘‘do’’? Woman editor (as if reciting the board- ing-house menu)—Have you had any train- ing, ever held any job, can you sew, cook or keep house or write? Hopeless case—Why, no! Woman editor—Can you read well? Hopeless case—No. 1 bought a type- writer two years ago, in order to read my own writing, and—— Woman editor (grasping at a straw)— Well, then, you can type? Hopeless case—No; I never could mas- ter it. Woman editor—Can you paint? Hopeless case—No; I’m color-blind. Woman editor (brightening)—Oh, then I would prescribe interior decoration for your job! “did What Suffrage Snapshots By IDA HUSTED HARPER N CANADA no man can enlist for the war without the written consent of his wife; but if he stays at home, the law allows him to do anything he pleases without her consent. The Legislature of the Transvaal gave women the right to sit in municipal coun- cils and vote for school boards, and the National Parliament of South Africa ve- toed the law. They'd better go to Aus- tralia and take a few lessons in justice to women, The International Woman Suffrage Al- liance made a contract with the London Motor Bus Company, to display a poster showing the infant mortality in New AN OBJECT LESSON FOR THE MAN WHO NEEDS IT ‘The vote is neither male nor female. Zealand, where women vote, to be 66 per 1,000, and in Great Britain, where they cannot vote, to be 116 per 1,000. The police commissioner ordered it out, on the ground that it was “‘political."” The suffragists have always said that politics was in the milk supply and the milk saved or killed the babies, but this is the first recognition of that fact by the British government. o Laws in North Dakota and Nebraska now allow votes to be sent by mail. If the suffrage amendments pass out there, this will be a great boon to those poor, feeble women who are not physically able to drop a ballot in the box; but how are they going to get the strength to drop one in the post-office? oa Amherst College is to establish a chair of common sense. Great pity that col- lege isn’t co-educational ! It is a convenience. Curbside Comments By OREOLA W. HASKELL Popular Songs of Suffrage “Sordid Nellie’ ‘ ‘O84, WHY do you the ballot seek, Since chivalry will flee, For when the voting booth you deck, Man ne’er will wait on thee?”’ So asked a youth of Nellie fair, The working girl with golden hair. And then, with kindling eye, She thus did make reply: CHORUS “I'll smile when man steps on my feet, Or keeps his hat on when we meet, Or lets me ride strung to a strap, Or when I chatter takes a nap, Or never picks my hanky up, And makes me pay whene’er I sup, If only at the booth I may Have something quite direct to say About my pay and working day, About the laws I must obey. For little things I do not care,’’ Said Nellie of the golden hair. A Young Farmeress ORA PATTERSON, of Cald- well, Kansas, received per- mission from her father last fall to raise wheat on four acres of his land. Doing all the work her- self, except the cutting and thrash- ing, the young farmeress produced wheat that averaged forty-seven bushels to the acre—the best yield in that part of Kansas. Cora and Nature seem to make a good team in farming. And this achievement may rouse other girls basely to eschew the drudgery of indoor service for occupations that go on to the accompaniment of sighing breezes and lilting bird songs. Peaks and Pedagogues ISS JOBE, a teacher in the Normal College of New York, has distin- guished herself by climbing eight thou- sand feet up to the icy peak of a moun- tain in the Canadian Rockies. Many a gentleman of spindly proportions, reading of this exploit, will lift up his tenor tones to denounce such physical vigor and mental initiative ina mere woman. But let him console himself with the soothing afterthought that it was not because of huskiness she did it, but because woman has always been considered rather peaked, and so has a natural affinity with peaks. Both political parties in New York have recommended the submission of a constitu- tional amendment for equal suffrage. comicbooks.com