Judge — March 15, 1919 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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“Has SAID IMLEY, Been \ Great Formative Exerrience A Change of Sentiment By B. Illustration I have Women’s D. Y DEAR,” said Mrs. Grimley, been elected secretary of the Exclusive Suffrage League.” “What!” ejaculated Grimley, glaring at her over the top of his glasses, “do you mean to say you have embraced the abominable heresy that threatens. to devastate the Republic? “T mean to sa retorted Mrs. imley, “that masculine imbecility has raised the taxes to such a point that if they goa hair higher we won't be able to so much as give the house away. Remember Rahway! “Remember the deuce!” snapped Grimley think the rudimentary female intelligence can match the male achievement, heaven help the community you test * and he-buried his head in the paper began Mrs. Grimley, “ify your theories on,” Nevertheless, I prophesy—” but Grimley interrupted her: “If you're going to take to prophesying, I advise you to forget Rahway and remember Jud if mem- ory serves me, the prophet usually wound up in a shower of stones. Consideration of the prophets of the hour inevitably leads to sympathetic comprehension of the attitude of Judxa. “You wander from the point,” coldly remarked Mrs. Grimley. ‘*We are concerned with neither Rah- way or Judaa, nor with the past. Your trouble is here and now, for you will have to.take me to the meeting to-night and call for me when it is over.”” “Humph!” sneered Grimley, “you can’t dispense with masculine protection, it seems! hg “Our crying need,” replied Mrs. Grimley, calmly, ‘is indeed for protection—protection against men. If men were exterminated or locked up at sundown, the streets would be safe. This is so obvious that even you cannot deny it “Making the streets unsafe, my dear,” said Grimley, Vax Buren Avmert Leverinc s the effective if somewhat crude expedient devised by man to protect his home. Women have to be kept in part of the time and the only way to do it is to ma ake it unsafe for them to vo out alone and then refuse to go out with them.’ “Oh, keep quiet!” retorted Mrs. Grimley, “the real reason why women want to vote is because men are so ”; and she challenged Grimley, over the rim of her coffee cup, to reply. ‘his, or caplained Mrs. Grimley as they entered the ‘is merely an exegutive meeting, so there will be We are simply perfecting the details of our and she vanished in the direction of odious hail, no speeches, organization” the cloak-room Left to himself, Grimley wandered about scanning the assemblage with cheerful interest. The general effect was reassuring. Women were scattered about, some talking in small groups, others at tables diligently shuffling papers, but none seemed aggressive “Dear me! thought Grimley as he gravitated about the room, “that tale about all suffragettes being old and withered is an outrageous libel!” and he instinctively came to a halt at the table where the charming Miss Litefoot struggled with a card-index. “Oh, Mr. Grimley,” she gurgled at sight of him, “how perfectly sweet of you to come! Now you can help me with these awful cards!” “IT wish I had chosen a tie less sombre in effect!” thought Grimley, as he settled down beside her and re- marked the brown sweep of her hair against the white of her neck. “Surely,” he mused, “I have been grossly deceived as to the character of the suffrage movement. Certainly nothing connected with clubs and kerosene cans could ever engage the interest of this ethereal creature!” and he fell to work on the cards. “You must be horribly bored,” murmured Miss Lite- comicbooks.com