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"d. The new social consciousness, with its religion, its art, its
science, its civics, its industry, its wealth, its brilliant efficiency.
That's your outline."
I set down these points in my notebook.
"An excellent outline, Nellie. Now for details on 'a.' I will set my
teeth till that's over."
My sister regarded me with amused tenderness. "How you do hate the new
women, John--in the abstract! I haven't seen you averse to any of them
in the concrete!"
At the time I refused to admit any importance to this remark, but I
thought it over later--and to good purpose. It was true. I did hate the
new kind of human being who loomed so large in every line of progress.
She jarred on every age--old masculine prejudice--she was not what woman
used to be. And yet--as Nellie said--the women I met I liked.
"Get on with the lesson, my dear," said I. "I am determined to learn and
not to argue. What did your omnipresent new woman do to improve the
human stock so fast?"
Then Nellie settled down in earnest and gave me all I wanted--possibly
more.
"They wakened as if to a new idea, to their own natural duty as mothers;
to the need of a high personal standard of health and character in both
parents. That gave us a better start right away--clean-born, vigorous
children, inheriting strength and purity.
"Then came the change in conditions, a change so great you've hardly
glimpsed it yet. No more, never more again, please God, that brutal
hunger and uncertainty, that black devil of want and fear.
Everybody--everybody--sure of decent living! That one thing lifted the
heaviest single shadow from the world, and from the children.
"Nobody is overworked now. Nobody is tired, unless they tire themselves
unnecessarily. People live sanely, safely, easily. The difference to
children, both in nature and nurture, is very great. They all have
proper nourishment, and clothing, and environment--from birth.
"And with that, as advance in special conditions for child-culture, we
build for babies now. We, as a community, provide suitably for our most
important citizens."
At this point I opened my mouth to say something, but presently shut it
again.
"Good boy!" said Nellie. "I'll show you later."
"The next is specialized care. That one thing is enough, almost, to
account for it all. To think of all the ages when our poor babies had no
benefit at all of the advance in human intelligence!
"We had the best and wisest specialists we could train and hire in every
other field of life--and the babies left utterly at the mercy of
amateurs!
"Well, I mustn't stop to rage at past history. We do better now. John,
guess the salary of the head of the Baby Gardens in a city."
"Oh, call it a million, and go on," I said cheerfully; which somewhat
disconcerted her.
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