A MISCELLANY OF MEN By G. K. Chesterton Contents THE SUFFRAGIST THE POET AND THE CHEESE THE THING THE MAN WHO THINKS BACKWARDS THE NAMELESS MAN THE GARDENER AND THE GUINEA THE VOTER AND THE TWO VOICES THE MAD OFFICIAL THE ENCHANTED MAN THE SUN WORSHIPPER THE WRONG INCENDIARY THE FREE MAN THE HYPOTHETICAL HOUSEHOLDER THE PRIEST OF SPRING THE REAL JOURNALIST THE SENTIMENTAL SCOT THE SECTARIAN OF SOCIETY THE FOOL THE CONSCRIPT AND THE CRISIS THE MISER AND HIS FRIENDS THE MYSTAGOGUE THE RED REACTIONARY THE SEPARATIST AND SACRED THINGS THE MUMMER THE ARISTOCRATIC 'ARRY THE NEW THEOLOGIAN THE ROMANTIC IN THE RAIN THE FALSE PHOTOGRAPHER THE SULTAN THE ARCHITECT OF SPEARS THE MAN ON TOP THE OTHER KIND OF MAN THE MEDIÆVAL VILLAIN THE DIVINE DETECTIVE THE ELF OF JAPAN THE CHARTERED LIBERTINE THE CONTENTED MAN THE ANGRY AUTHOR: HIS FAREWELL THE SUFFRAGIST Rightly or wrongly, it is certain that a man both liberal and chivalric, can and very often does feel a dis-ease and distrust touching those political women we call Suffragettes. Like most other popular sentiments, it is generally wrongly stated even when it is rightly felt. One part of it can be put most shortly thus: that when a woman puts up her fists to a man she is putting herself in the only posture in which he is not afraid of her. He can be afraid of her speech and still more of her silence; but force reminds him of a rusted but very real weapon of which he has grown ashamed. But these crude summaries are never quite accurate in any matter of the instincts. For the things which are the simplest so long as they are undisputed invariably become the subtlest when once they are disputed: which was what Joubert meant, I suppose, when he said, “It is not hard to believe in God if one does not define Him.” When the evil instincts of old Foulon made him say of the poor, “Let them eat grass,” the good and Christian instincts of the poor made them hang him on a lamppost with his mouth stuffed full of that vegetation. But if a modern vegetarian aristocrat were to say to the poor, “But why don't you like grass?” their intelligences would be much more taxed to find such an appropriate repartee. And this matter of the functions of the sexes is primarily a matter of the instincts; sex and breathing are about the only two things that generally work best when they are least worried about. That, I suppose, is why the same sophisticated age that has poisoned the world with Feminism is also polluting it with Breathing Exercises. We plunge at once into a forest of false analogies and bad blundering history; while almost any man or woman left to themselves would know at least that sex is quite different from anything else in the world.