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Women Who Would Starve
Themselves for Principle
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Better Starve the MEN Instead. That Would Give Quicker
Results.
In England a number of women fought and overcame the whole
judiciary system of Great Britain by REFUSING 'l’o EAT.
They were put in jail for expressing—violently—their belief
that women ought to vote.
Once in jail, they refused to eat. They could not be forced to
eat against their will. Their enthusiastic belief in suffrage enabled
them to suffer, as religious and other beliefs have enabled women
to suffer in the past.
Those English women actually starved themselves to the point
of death, and the British government set them free, rather than
run the risk of forming violent public opinion by allowing them to
die of starvation in jail.
Now an English woman proposes the extension of this starving
system on a wide scale.
Iler suggestion is that in ease parliament refuses women the
right to vote, or at least the beginning of that right, all women who
really believe in suffrage shall begin on Christmas day to starve
themselves, and keep it up until the government consents to let
women vote.
The idea is that Christmas day, celebrating the birth of one
who defended women and demanded generous treatment for them,
is a good day for women to begin to starve.
If enough women—sisters, daughters and others in the family
of members of parliament and members of the government—would
starve themselves for a sufficiently long time, THE GOVERNMENT
Would perhaps give in, and woman suffrage
WOULD BE HASTENED.
But looking at the thing three thousand miles away. The Geor
gian suggests to the women of England that, for a change, they
starve the men, instead of starving themselves.
Let the men do their own housekeeping—their own shopping.
Let the men attend io everything that the women now attend to.
Incidentally, let the women starve not only the stomachs of the
men, but their affections as well, refusing to have anything to do
with them in any way as long as women are treated as slaves.
If the women would do that, arid stick to it, they would find
themselves able to vote very soon.
The trouble with women is that as yet they have not learned to
act together. Suffragettes are a minority, although an increasing
minority.
Women have the power in their hands if they eboose to use it.
They could quickly get the vote if they were a unit, determined to
use all their influence and power over man.
The suggestion that the English women make about starving
themselves is something like the suggestion made in America, when
those who wanted to tight the Beef Trust suggested that the people
should eat no beef.
That was all very well in the old days, before better weapons
had been found. The old days have gone. The new method is to
make the OTHER individual starve, and that is what the British
women should do.
The Sea Power of a Demo
cratic People
It was a sound instinct of Americanism that prompted the sec
retary of the navy to send a great fleet to the metropolis for a long
autumnal hoilday. And it is well that such an event should become
an annual institution. For what better plan could be devised for
giving the American people a lively sense of the democracy of our
sea-power—its intimate relation in our every-day lives?
Sea power is a kind of military strength that can not possibly
carry with it any menace to political freedom. On the contrary, it
is a wall of defense. Our sea power assures us freedom to develop
our own country in our own democratic way without fear of for
eign encroachments.
It is well enough to look forward to the time when there shall
be no more need of navies. But there is no better way of hastening
that happy event than by making sure that the country that cares
most for peace and for the triumphs of constructive civilization
shall not be interfered with by the countries that care less for these
things.
The American navy has a great tradition. Its sea tights against
foreign •nemies have been as splendid as anything in the annals of
war. And it has been a terror to pirates and plunderers in many
corners of'the seven seas.
The long gray line that stretched up the North river this week
aroused many thoughts in the minds of New Yorkers thoughts of
what is bright and brave and reassuring in the preseyt aspect of our
national life. These thoughts will he shadowed a little by the recol
lection of ihe nearsightedness of the party-majority in the last con
k gress which refused to let Use UiiVf have its normal growth.
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In the upper picture we get a glimpse of the happy home life of the man who is honest with
his employer and himself. Below is pictured the man who, ’‘to keep up appearances” and run
with a fast crowd of fellows, steals from his employer and lands in a prison cell. He’ll tell you
NOW that it pays to be honest.
:: A Cause for Divorce
A WOMAN in Cincinnati has*
asked for a divorce from her
husband because he persists
in going shopping with her. ' •
And right she is, too. There Ire
cruel and inhuman punishments
that no man has a right to inflict
upon his helpless and defenseless
wife, and having him tag along
with her when she goes forth to a
department store heads the list of
crimes against feminine peace and
happiness. No woman could be
expected to stand such a thing. No
woman will. Even a female worm
will turn when so trodden upon.
A woman who has the misfor
tune to be married to a husband
who will go shopping with her,
should be granted a divorce on the
general ground that any man who
will go shopping with his wife, ex
cept under compulsion, is not a
man. anyway. He is a strange
psychological freak, and she would
have no trouble in proving in any
court that he was afflicted with ex
aggerated ego, maniac depressive
insanity, and general cussedness,
and was not safe to live with.
Also his condui t in desiring to go
shopping with her is open to suspi
cion. For why should he wish to
go? Is he so conceited that he
thinks he knows more about colors
and style than his wife does? Is
he such a tight wad that he goes
along to spy on her and see that
she does not spend a penny fool
ishly? Or —dread thought—does he
accompany her in order to get into
the -acred precincts of the suit de
partment. and make eyes at those
all too perfect 36 bust and 23 waist
models, while his pudgy wife is try
ing to insinuate a feather bed fig
ure into a coat designed for a
lamp post?
Whatever his motives in going
shopping with his wife.-you may lie
sure that they were evil ones, and
bode her no good, for the normal
man would just about as soon put
his head in a lion's mouth ns he
would venture into a department
store. As for selecting such a
place of amusement, he would
rather try the pit. And certainly
no woman who has ever been ghop-
It DOES Pay To Be Honest
SATURDAY. OCTOBER If). 1912.
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By DO BOTHY DIX
ping with her husband once would
ever do it again except under the
most dire pressure of necessity.
Years may have gone by since
you passed through that awful or
deal, but you still recall, as if it
were yesterday, your husband’s
glum, grum looks: you see his
scowl stilt as you pause to look at
a tempting shirtwaist that had been
marked down from $4 to $3.99; you
still see him fidgeting on a stool
and beating a devil’s tattoo on the
counter when you stop to buy a
yard of ribbon; you still hear his
caustic remarks about the various
hats you tried on when you vainly
try to find one to suit his taste;
you still hear the jnuttered pro
fanity that accompanied you from
counter to counter, from basement
to the top floor, center aisle right
in the annex, and you still hear his
exasperated remark as you left,
"By George, you’ve spent four hours
in that blinkety-blink. blankety
blank batty house for bugs, and
you’ve only bought 35 cents’ worth
of truck. In that time I could have
bought out the wholesale dry goods
business in New York and organ
ized it in a trust."
Oh, you still remember what a
joy and a delight it is to go shop
ping with hubby! But it’s too ex
citing and wearing on the nerves to
do more than once in a lifetime, and
so your tears and your sympathy
go out to this poor, persecuted sis
ter in < thio whose husband makes a
continuous performance of this ex
quisite form of torture. And you
hope she'll get her divorce, and
enough alimony to make shopping
alone a perpetual picnic.
There are points of view that the
sexes never get on each other. A
woman, for instance, can never un
derstand why when a man is par
ticularly happy, or particularly
miserable, he goes out and gets
drunk and acquires a headache and
a dark brown taste in his mouth.
She can’t see where the fun comes
In.
A man can never comprehend
why. when a woman is particularly
happy or particularly miserable,
she goes out shopping, and buys
things that she doesn’t need nor
want. He can’t see what conso
lation there can possibly be in three
yards of lace insertion.
But the wise man realizes that
in some occult fashion, beyond the
grasp of the male mind, shopping
does take the place of other dissi
pation to a woman, that it is a sa
cred joy to her, so he lets it go at
that, and doesn't interfere .with her
happiness by intruding his unsym
pathetic presence at her buying or
gies.
He knows that when a woman
goes shopipng she doesn’t want
any carping, critical man along.
She wants to be free to give her
soul up to an ecstasy of chiffons.
Therefore, a proper husband, with
the right sort of feeling about him,
hastens forth to his business to
make the money to pay for the
bargains, while wife goes forth in
search of them. Thus is a happy
division of labor accomplished, and
the dove of peace continues to roost
on the family roof tree.
As for the man who buys his
wife's clothes, anathema to his
name. Divorce is too good for
him. There should be some pun
ishment, such as letting his wife
pick out his neckties and select
his cigars, devised as a penalty
for his crime.
Passing over the fact that most
men are color blind, and have no
sense of suitability, and that they
generally get to like a fashion
about the time women quit wearing
it. what shall be said of the heart
lessness of a husband who deprives
his wife of the pleasure of mak
ing 40 trips to the stores while she
halts and hesitates between ele
phants’ breadth satin and peau de
cynge? We stand appalled before
such depravity.
No. Men have no place in milli
nery shops and department stores,
except behind the counter. They
have no business going shopping
with their wives. Ix-t them stay in
their own sphere, and make the
money to pay for the shopping
ticket. That’s enough to hold them
for a while.
THE HOME PAPER
Elbert Hubbard
Writes on
Electricity
It Is Not a Fluid—A Fluid
Is One of the Three
Forms of Matter, the
Two Others Being a Gas
and a Solid.
By ELBERT HUBBARD
Copyright, 1912, by International News Service
IN the year 1876, when I at- ,
tended scientific lectures at
Harvard, a certain professor
of physics once explained to us the
nature of light.
I had a notebook and industrious
ly wrote down the principal points
of the address, hoping thereby to
memorize what the professor said,
in order, if possible, that some day
I might be just as wise as he.
Said the learned professor:
“There is no light without combus
tion. There is no combustion with
out oxygen. The sun, therefore, is
a molten mass of fire surrounded
by oxygen. When the oxygen is
consumed the light will go out, and
that will be Judgment day. Every
form of life will then disappear
from the face, of the world, and the
earth will be like the moon, an ex
tinct planet.” The oxygen has not
been all consumed, up to this writ
ing.
Sent Current
Through Vacuum.
It was not veiy long after I
heard that lecture on light that a
man at Menlo Park, N. J., suc
ceeded in sending a current of
electricity through a vacuum. In
this vacuum was a small filament,
and the current, when turned on,
produced a soft, mellow light that
illumined the room. Edison had
succeeded in producing light with
out oxygen.
Os course, if Edison had enjoyed
the same educational advantages
that I had had, he would not have
tried his fool experiment, because
he would: have known beforehand
that there can be no light without
oxygen.
Thirty years and more have
passed since the incandescent light
was first exhibited as a curiosity,
and we do not know anjrihing more,
practically, about w r hat electricity
is than we did then.
“What is electricity?” once asked
a professor of his class.
Several hands were held up. .
"Well, Mr. Brown, you can tell us
what electricity Is.”
Mr. Brown hesitated and then
explained, “I knew once, but just
at this moment I have forgotten.”
“What a pity that the only man
in the world who ever knew what
electricity is should have forgot
ten,” mused the professor.
FXctricity is not a fluid. A fluid
is one of the three forms of mat
ter, ths two others being a gas and .
i In the Forest
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
'T'WO twin leaves elung to a maple twig;
I A One was. little, the other was big.
The little one hated and feared she world,
And into a selfish scroll it curled.
“J’ll cheat the wind,” it said with a frown;
“No breeze in the forest can blow me down.”
But it flew, in a gale, from its slender shelf—
The name of the little leaf was 'Self,
The big leaf lived in riotous joy,
And played with the wind like a happy boy.
It gave each zephyr a fond caress
Till it got from the wind a crimson dress—
A crimson dress with edges of gold.
Like the robes that were worn by the kings of old,
And. a king, it dropped from the twig above,
For the name of the crimson leaf was Love.
, a solid. All matter- can be sub
jected to these forms at will, under
the right conditions.
Electricity Merely
Transports Power.
We sometimes talk about elec
tric power, We see the trolley
car flying along through the coun
try, and we say it is run by elec
tricity. But this is the language
of colloquialism,* not of science.
The electricity is only a means of
transporting power.
Whenever you see a trolley car
moving along so smoothly over the
rails, just remember that some
where there is a steam engine burn
ing up coal or a water power that
is falling without ceasing. If that
water power should be diverted or
the steam engine run down, the
trolley would come to a standstill.
We say that electricity is every
where in the atmosphere, but this is
an assumption that passes for
knowledge, since no one can refute
you.
Electricity has never been placed
under the microscope. It has not
, been weighed in the scales. Chem
ical tests fail to find it.
A wire that Is charged with elec
tricity looks, feels, smells exactly
like a wire that Is not charged.
Franklin caught it on a key, but
did not succeed in his endeavor to
bottle it. All he caught was a
cold.
We say that electricity travels.
But this, too, is only a figure of
speech, and a variation of the good
old bromide that "AH we see is its
manifestation.”
Yet we manipulate this particu
lar medium OT energy which we call
electricity. We know some of the
things we can do with it, and we
know a few of the things we can
not do with it.
Egypt, Assyria, Greece, Rome
great civilizations all —went down
to dusty death knowing nothing of
electricity.
No Man Can Foresee
Final Achievement.
The whole science of electricity
has been born, practically, within
our own time, and no man can say
what the final achievement of the
electrician will be.
Electricity is a phenomenon, just
as the spirit that animates a man
is a phenomenon.
Electricity is a form of attrac
tion and repulsion; of give and
take; of absorption and dissipation.
Electricity seems to fill the con
necting zone between spirit and
• matter.