Farm life -- Indiana -- Fiction; Indiana -- Fiction; Sex role -- Fiction
"Just so it isn't enough to set my heart rocking again," said Mrs.
Jardine.
"We'll stop before that," laughed Kate. "Then if you will have it, I
want of life by the time I am twenty a man of my stature, dark eyes and
hair, because I am so light. I want him to be honest, forceful, hard
working, with a few drops of the milk of human kindness in his heart,
and the same ambitions I have."
"And what ARE your ambitions?" asked Mrs. Jardine.
"To own, and to cultivate, and to bring to the highest state of
efficiency at least two hundred acres of land, with convenient and
attractive buildings and pedigreed stock, and to mother at least twelve
perfect physical and mental boys and girls."
"Oh, my soul!" cried Mrs. Jardine, falling back in her chair, her mouth
agape. "My dear, you don't MEAN that? You only said that to shock me."
"But why should I wish to shock you? I sincerely mean it," persisted
Kate.
"You amazing creature! I never heard a girl talk like that before,"
said Mrs. Jardine.
"But you can't look straight ahead of you any direction you turn
without seeing a girl working for dear life to attract the man she
wants; if she can't secure him, some other man; and in lieu of him, any
man at all, in preference to none. Life shows us woman on the age-old
quest every day, everywhere we go; why be so secretive about it? Why
not say honestly what we want, and take it if we can get it? At any
rate, that is the most important thing inside my sunbonnet. I knew
you'd be shocked."
"But I am not shocked at what you say, I agree with you. What I am
shocked at is your ideals. I thought you'd want to educate yourself to
such superiority over common woman that you could take the platform,
and backed by your splendid physique, work for suffrage or lecture to
educate the masses."
"I think more could be accomplished with selected specimens, by being
steadily on the job, than by giving an hour to masses. I'm not much
interested in masses. They are too abstract for me; I prefer one stern
reality. And as for Woman's Rights, if anybody gives this woman the
right to do anything more than she already has the right to do,
there'll surely be a scandal."
Mrs. Jardine lay back in her chair laughing.
"You are the most refreshing person I have met in all my travels. Then
to put it baldly, you want of life a man, a farm, and a family."
"You comprehend me beautifully," said Kate. "All my life I've worked
like a towhead to help earn two hundred acres of land for someone else.
I think there's nothing I want so much as two hundred acres of land for
myself. I'd undertake to do almost anything with it, if I had it. I
know I could, if I had the shoulder-to-shoulder, real man. You notice
it will take considerable of a man to touch shoulders with me; I'm a
head taller than most of them."
Mrs. Jardine looked at her speculatively. "Ummm!" she murmured. Kate
laughed.
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