Judge, 1915-01-16 · page 18 of 24
Judge — January 16, 1915 — page 18: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page satirizes the women's suffrage debate through multiple pieces. The central cartoon depicts a grumpy, caricatured male figure (appearing to represent anti-suffrage men generally, though unclear if specific) being hit by suffragists' arguments—shown as pellets or projectiles labeled "VOTES FOR WOMEN." The text sections mock both anti-suffragists and pro-suffragists. Peyser's "A Spade's a Spade" uses mock-Shakespearean verse to ridicule arguments that women lack political sophistication. "Suffrage Snapshots" by Ida Husted Harper satirizes congressmen's complaints about suffrage debates and anti-suffragists' claims that voting would harm women's domestic duties. Harper's final jab—"KEEP IT UP, GIRLS; HE ISN'T STONE DEAF!"—suggests suffragists must persist since male politicians ignore them. The "Curbside Comments" section ironically portrays a suffragist whose home is actually well-maintained, undermining anti-suffrage claims that voting women neglect their households. Overall, the page supports women's suffrage while mocking opponents' logic.
📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)
Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
THE MODERN WOMAN A Spade’s a Spade By ETHEL B. PEYSER Votive Offerings HE VOTE is like love: those that have it don’t appreciate it, and those that have it not long for it. The vote may register the last change of woman's mind. A vote in the ballot box is worth a year or two of influence. To vote aright is man’s prerogative. To vote aright is woman's necessity. If all the year were election holidays, to vote would be as tedious as to ‘‘influence."" (Apologies to the Bard of Avon.) Influence ‘‘was framed to make women fals the ballot to make them true. She that was ever fair and proud Voted at will and yet was never loud. (Apologies to Shakespeare. ) ; to forego a bribe di- to Pope.) To vote is huma (Apologie: The vote is wieldable by men at twenty- one years old; by women who know all the isms, ologies and foreign tongues. vine. A modern woman's error at the polls is writ in brass; a man's in water. Even a fool, when he becomes of age, is counted a citizen. A wise vote turneth away destruction. She that hath time to dance hath ample time to vote. so Let her vote NOW or else hereafter expect no peace. -On Their Way Anti-suffragist—I wonder what all those women are doing on Fifth Avenue. Suffragist—They believe that woman's place is the home, and they are on their way. Suffrage Snapshots By IDA HUSTED HARPER ‘OW COULD anybody wish the poor congressmen a Happy New Year when they had to begin it by voting on woman suffrage? “‘All the blessed creatures have to do,"’ said Representative Adamson, of Georgia, in his speech, ‘‘is to intimate in a gentle way, in their charming tones and pleasing manner, to the lords of creation that they wish to have the privilege of voting."’ How much that reminds one of Heflin, of Alabama—it’s so different! The woman who recently climbed to the top of Harvard Glacier in Alaska is a strong suffragist. Seems as if it would have to be acold day when she was not able to go to the polls. Representative J. Hampton Moore, of Philadelphia, is quoted as saying it will be 20 years before Congress hears any more about prohibition or woman suffrage. That 0 must be a printer’s mistake, and even the 2 is fifty per cent. too much. The head of the *‘vocational bureau"’ in Boston thinks the time may come when grad jon certificates in fathercraft and mothercraft will be issued by the public schools. But if the holders don’t get aboard the matrimonial craft, what good will these do? The Business Women's League of Nash- ville, with three hundred members, has united with the Equal Suffrage League to move on the Legislature. Apparently they have never heard from the lady antis what a hindrance the ballot will be to the work- ing woman, but it is not yet too late for the antis to save her from ‘‘impending doom," in the classic language of their president. KEEP IT UP, GIRLS; HE ISN'T STONE DEAF ! Curbside Comments By OREOLA W. HASKELL Her Way WENT to see a suffragist; Within her home I stayed. I looked around for dusty shelves And clothes and curtains frayed, For smudgy mirrors, rugs askew, And children all neglected; But though disorder dire I wished, It could not be detected. “Oh, suffraigst, how do you get The time for votes to labor?" “T cut out tangoing and bridge And gossip with my neighbor."* Maids and Matrons R. WALTER L. SEARS, the new super. intendent of the Municipal Employ- ment Bureau of Manhattan, is quoted as saying that girls would gladly clean house and wash clothes at twenty dollars a month or more if only the women who employ them would treat them like human beings and not like ‘lowly subjects."’ Housekeep- ers who have done their best to make life pleasant for their help explain their lack of success by the fact that domestic service for one maid is a lonely existence, and that for this reason girls seek the companionship found in factory life. Of course it is a well-known fact that male employers never treat their female help as lowly subjects, but overwhelm them with the consideration due superior beings, regulating their hours of work, improving their sur- roundings, and, above all, paying them munificent wages. A Fashion Hint HILE the makers of fashionable clothes have ransacked the styles of civilized and barbarous countries for suf- ficiently idiotic 1deas to lure the dollars from the feminine purse, they seem to have neglected the rich field that the sav- ages present. Why not dress our women like the elite of Southern Nigeria, placing upon their nether limbs brass anklets shaped like gramophone records? How gracefully they would walk, and how the disks would flash in the sun, to say noth- ing of theirdeadly work in crowds surg: ing toward the subway. Since it issome stunt to keep from gouging one’s under- pinnings when thus arrayed, the anklets must be riveted on at an early age of the wearer and years of practice conduce to expertness of gait. But, horrors! Could we ask the modern belle to degenerate into an old frump by wearing anything under the canopy for more than two months? Heaven forbid!