Life and writings of Amelia BloomerBloomer, D. C. (Dexter C.)
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Life and writings of Amelia Bloomer
Bloomer, D. C. (Dexter C.)
Bloomer, Amelia Jenks, 1818-1894; Women's rights -- United States
There are many inventions by women; but how many have been
patented, can only be known by inquiry at the Patent Office. And
even then it would be difficult to ascertain facts, since the
patent is generally obtained in the name of the husband. I have a
lady friend who invented patterns for parlor stoves. Her husband
had them patented in his own name, and entered upon the manufacture
and sale of them.
The ‘natural difference in the turn of mind in the sexes’ is not
so great as is supposed. The seeming difference is more owing to
education and custom, than to nature. It is a very common thing to
hear a young girl wish she was a boy, or a man, that she might be
free to do what she lists in this world of work—to make use of the
powers which she feels burning within her. The girl envies the boy
his freedom and his privileges. In ‘earliest childhood,’ if let
alone, there is little difference between the boy and the girl.
The girl likes to ride the horse and blow the trumpet, as well as
the boy; and the boy loves a doll and a needle and thread, as well
as the girl. It is not the child that selects, but the parent that
selects for him. From the very first (the whip, the horse, the
trumpet) the boy is taught that it is not right or manly for him
to play with dolls, or girls; and the girl, that little girls must
not play with boys, or with boys’ playthings, because it is not
ladylike, and will make a tom-boy of her. And so education does
what nature has not done, and was never intended to do.
‘Those who would curse our race have ever attempted, in imitation
of the great progenitor, to poison all our fountains and wither and
blast all our budding hopes by directing their artful attacks and
deadly shafts against the breast of woman.’
Alas! this is but too true. Ever since Satan, who was a man, struck
the first blow at her happiness, men have directed their deadly
shafts against her, by first subjugating her to their will, and
then using their power to ‘poison the fountain of her happiness
and wither and blast her budding hopes.’ She has been made their
sport and their victim, with no power to avert the evil, or protect
herself, or those entrusted to her care, from their artful and
brutal attacks.
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