Josiah Allen on the Woman QuestionHolley, Marietta
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Josiah Allen on the Woman Question
Holley, Marietta
Feminism -- Fiction; Humorous stories; Sex role -- Fiction; Women's rights -- Fiction
Josiah Allen on the Woman Question
[Illustration: "She made me think that minute of them big rocks when I
was tryin' to plough 'round 'em" (see p. 82)]
Josiah Allen on the
Woman Question
By
MARIETTA HOLLEY
_Author of "Samantha on the Woman Question", "Samantha
at Saratoga", "My Opinions and Betsy Bobbett's", etc._
_ILLUSTRATED._
[Illustration]
New York Chicago Toronto
Fleming H. Revell Company
London and Edinburgh
Copyright, 1914, by
FLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY
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Contents
I. In Which I Resolve to Write a Book 9
II. In Which Betsy Bobbett Butts In 25
III. I Talk on Wimmen's Duty to Marry 39
IV. I Talk on Man's Protectin' Love for Wimmen 59
V. Wherein I Prove Man's Courtesy Towards Wimmen 74
VI. I Talk on Females Infringin' 96
VII. About Wimmen's Foolish Love for Petickulars 113
VIII. I Talk on Wimmen's Extravagance 135
IX. The Danger From Wimmen's Exaggeration 151
X. The Modern Wimmen Condemned 169
ILLUSTRATIONS
Opposite
Page
I. "She Made Me Think That Minute
of Them Big Rocks When I Was
Tryin' to Plough Round 'Em" title
II. "And She Looked As If She Would
Sink Down In Her Tracts" 42
III. "Till She Gets 'Em All Rousted Up,
and Just Boy Cote That Man Till
He Has to Keep Hullsome Food" 120
IV. "Josiah", Sez She, "a Hen Don't
Cackle Till She Lays Her Egg" 138
I
IN WHICH I RESOLVE TO WRITE A BOOK
For years and years I've been deeply wownded in my most sacred feelin's
and my reason has been outraged by my pardner, Samantha's, writin' agin
the righteous cause of man's superiority to wimmen.
But though my feelin's have been rasped and almost bleedin' from the
unjust wownds I've kep' still and let her go on with other headstrong
and blinded females, and argey and deny man's sole and indefrangible
right to oversee and order the affairs of the universe, and specially
the weak helpless female sect, the justice of which, it seems to me, a
infant babe might see without spectacles.
I have curbed in my wownded sperit and my mighty inteleck with almost
giant strength, and never let 'em have free play in public print to
dispute and overthrow them uroneous doctrines.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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