My Opinions and Betsey Bobbet's: Designed as a Beacon Light to Guide Women to Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness, But Which May Be Read by Members of the Sterner Sect, without Injury to Themselves or the BookHolley, Marietta
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My Opinions and Betsey Bobbet's: Designed as a Beacon Light to Guide Women to Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness, But Which May Be Read by Members of the Sterner Sect, without Injury to Themselves or the Book
Holley, Marietta
Feminism -- Fiction; United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Women -- Suffrage -- United States -- Fiction; Women's rights -- Fiction
“Wimmen are meaner than pusley about some things, and this is one of ’em.
Now wimmen will go out and kill the fatted calf with thier own hands to
feast the male prodigal that has been livin’ on husks. But let the woman
that he has been boardin’ with on the same bundle of husks, ask meekly
for a little mite of this veal critter, will she get it? No! She won’t
get so much as one of the huffs. She will be told to keep on eatin’ her
husks, and after she has got through with ’em to die, for after a _woman_
has once eat husks, she can’t never eat any other vittles. And if she
asks meekly, why is her stomach so different from the male husk eater,
_he_ went right off from husks to fatted calves, they’ll say to her
‘what is sin in a woman haint sin in a man. Men are such noble creatures
that they _will_ be a little wild, it is expected of ’em, but after they
have sowed all thier wild oats, they always settle down and make the very
best of men.’
“‘Can’t I settle down too?’ cries the poor woman. ‘_I_ am sick of wild
oats too, _I_ am sick of husks--I want to live a good life, in the sight
of God and man--can’t I settle down too?’
“‘Yes you can settle down in the grave,’ they say to her--‘When a woman
has sinned once, that is all the place there is for her--a woman _cannot_
be forgiven.’ There is an old sayin’ ‘Go and sin no more.’ But that is
eighteen hundred years old--awful old fashioned.”
And then after they have feasted the male husk eater, on this gospel
veal, and fell on his neck and embraced him a few times, they will
take him into thier houses and marry him to their purest and prettiest
daughter, while at the same time they won’t have the female husker in
thier kitchen to wash for ’em at 4 cents an article.
I say it is a shame and a disgrace, for the woman to bear all the burden
of sufferin’ and all the burden of shame too; it is a mean, cowardly
piece of business, and I should think the very stuns would go to yellin’
at each other to see such injustice.
But Josiah Allen’s children haint been brought up in any such kind of a
way. They have been brought up to think that sin of any kind is jest as
bad in a man as it is in a woman. And any place of amusement that was bad
for a woman to go to, was bad for a man.
Now when Thomas Jefferson was a little feller, he was bewitched to go to
circuses, and Josiah said,
“Better let him go, Samantha, it haint no place for wimmin or girls, but
it won’t hurt a boy.”
Says I, “Josiah Allen, the Lord made Thomas Jefferson with jest as pure a
heart as Tirzah Ann, and no bigger eyes and ears, and if Thomas J. goes
to the circus, Tirzah Ann goes too.”
That stopped that. And then he was bewitched to get with other boys that
smoked and chewed tobacco, and Josiah was jest that easy turn, that he
would have let him go with ’em. But says I--
“Josiah Allen, if Thomas Jefferson goes with those boys, and gets to
chewin’ and smokin’ tobacco, I shall buy Tirzah Ann a pipe.”
And that stopped that.
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