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
Is there any limit to a female's aggravatin'? I wouldn't dane a reply.
But I took up Ayer's Albernack with a stern cold linement, and went
to readin' the advertisements, and of course she didn't see the danger
ahead on her, of irritatin' too fur a strong nater.
She kep' right on, "No doubt wimmen are sometimes extravagant, Josiah,
no doubt they spend lots of money foolishly and worse than foolishly,
but before we decide that it ort to deprive her of political rights,
let us compare it with men's extravagance for a few minutes."
I felt above replyin' to her, but kep' my eye on the bottle of
medicine, and the woman raised from the tomb by a smell of the cork,
and she went on:
"Which party is it in a workman's home that usually wants to buy an
automobile before the little home is paid for? Mebby in some rare cases
the woman eggs the man on, but I believe that it is safe to say that
in seven cases out of ten, it is not the housekeeper and house mother
that is willin' to risk losin' the ruff that covers her baby's pretty
head, and councils waitin' a while before takin' on the extravagance
of the added expense. And which party is it, Josiah, that turns and
twists every way to save money so her boy and girl can present a decent
appearance before her mates? How many millions a year duz the horse
races, yot races and polo games and other manly amusements amount to?
How many billions a year duz the useless extravagance of tobacco cost?
Of course you can substract sunthin' for some wimmen's foolish habit of
cigarette smoking, but in the great total it would hardly count. And
in how many poor homes duz a woman toil into the night hours to mend
and make so that her family may look respectable, while her husband is
spendin' his spare hours and spare change in the corner saloon?"
Sez I, lookin' up from the Albernack with a scathin' irony that must
have scathed her, whether she owned up to it or not, "I thought it wuz
about time for you to drag in that saloon bizness."
"Yes," sez she, "it is time. How many billion dollars a year is spent
mostly by men, in the ruinous extravagance of strong drink, and how
many billions more in payin' for the effects on't, loss of labor,
jails, prisons, hospitals, police force, pauper burials, etc., etc.,
and I might string out them etc.'s, Josiah, clear from here to Grout
Hozleton's and then not begin to git in the perfectly useless and
ruinous extravagance of the liquor bizness. And I guess that take all
the wimmen's extravagance, it will count up so small in comparison
as to be lost sight on. And unlike the liquor bizness if a woman
dresses extravagantly, which no doubt she often duz, the dressmakers
and merchants and jewelers reaps a profit, if she gives extravagant
fashionable parties, the grocer, the florist, the laboring class gits
some benefit from it; it is not a danger to human life, like the heart
breakin', soul destroyin' extravagance and danger to the hull community
of the liquor traffic."
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