My Wife and I; Or, Harry Henderson's HistoryStowe, Harriet Beecher
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My Wife and I; Or, Harry Henderson's History
Stowe, Harriet Beecher
American fiction -- 19th century; Courtship -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Romance fiction
"Call me 'Dacia for short. I don't stand on ceremony. Just look on me as
another fellow. And now confess that you've been tied and fettered by
those vapid conventionalities which bind down women till there is no
strength in 'em. You visit in those false, artificial circles, where
women are slaves, kept like canary birds in gilded cages. And you are
afraid of your own principles when you see them carried out in a real
free woman. Now, I'm a woman that not only dares say, but I dare _do_.
Why hasn't a woman as much a right to go round and make herself
agreeable to men, as to sit still at home and wait for men to come and
make themselves agreeable to her? I know you don't like this, I can see
you don't, but it's only because you are a slave to old prejudices. But
I'm going to _make_ you like me in spite of yourself. Come, now, be
consistent with your principles; allow me my equality as a woman, a
human being."
I was in such a state of blank amazement by this time as seemed to
deprive me of all power of self-possession. At this moment the door
opened, and Jim Fellows appeared. A most ludicrous grimace passed over
his face as he saw the position and he cut a silent pirouette in the
air, behind her. She turned her head, and he advanced.
"Fairest of the sex! (with some slight exceptions)--to what happy
accident are we to attribute this meeting?"
"Hallo, Jim! is this you?" she replied.
"Oh, certainly, it's me," said Jim, seating himself familiarly. "How is
the brightest star of womanhood--the Northern Light; the Aurora
Borealis; the fairest of the fair? Bless its little heart, has it got
its rights yet? Did it want to drink and smoke? Come along with Jim,
now, and let's have a social cocktail."
"Keep your distance, sir," said she, giving him a slight box on his ear.
"I prefer to do my own courting. I have been trying to show your friend
here how little he knows of the true equality of women, and of the good
time coming, when we shall have our rights, and do just as we darn
please, as you do. I'll bet now there aint one of those Van Arsdel girls
that would dare to do as I'm doing. But we're opening the way sir, we're
opening the way. The time will come when all women will be just as free
to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, as men."
"Good heavens!" said I, under my breath.
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