Unveiling a Parallel: A RomanceJones, Alice Ilgenfritz
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Unveiling a Parallel: A Romance
Jones, Alice Ilgenfritz
Feminist fiction; Mars (Planet) -- Fiction; Science fiction; Utopian fiction
"They submit, of course," I said; "I never heard of a revolt or an
insurrection among them! Though there seems to be growing up among
them, lately, a determination strong as death, to work out of those
conditions as fast as may be. They realize--just as men have been
forced to realize in this century--that work of the hands cannot
compete with work of machines, and that trained brains are better
capital than trained fingers. So, slowly but surely, they are reaching
up to the higher callings and working into places of honor and trust.
The odds are against them, because the 'ins' always have a tremendous
advantage over the 'outs.' The women, having never been in, must
submit to a rigid examination and extraordinary tests. They know that,
and they are rising to it. Whenever, it is said, they come into
competition with men, in our colleges and training schools, they hold
their own and more."
"What are they fitting for?" asked Severnius.
"Largely for the professions. They are becoming doctors, lawyers,
editors, artists, writers. The enormous systems of public schools in
my own and other countries is entirely in their hands,--except of
course in the management and directorship."
"Except in the management and directorship?" echoed Severnius.
"Of course they do not provide and disburse the funds, see to the
building of school-houses, and dictate the policy of the schools!" I
retorted. "But they teach them; you can hardly find a male teacher
except at the head of a school,--to keep the faculty in order."
Severnius refrained from comment upon this, seeing, I suppose, that I
was getting a little impatient. He walked along with his head down. I
think I neglected to say that we were taking a long tramp into the
country, as we often did. In order to change the conversation, I asked
him what sort of a government they had in Paleveria, and was delighted
when he replied that it was a free republic.
"My country is a republic also," I said, proudly.
"We both have much to be thankful for," he answered. "A republic is
the only natural government in the world, and man cannot get above
nature."
I thought this remark rather singular,--at variance with progress and
high civilization. But I let it pass, thinking to take it up at some
future time.
"How do you vote here?" I asked. "What are your qualifications and
restrictions?"
"Briefly told," he replied. "Every citizen may vote on all public
questions, and in all elections."
"But what constitutes citizenship?"
"A native-born is a citizen when he or she reaches maturity.
Foreigners are treated as minors until they have lived as long under
the government as it takes for a child to come of age. It is thus," he
added, facetiously, "that we punish people for presuming to be born
outside our happy country."
"Excuse me," I said, "but do I understand you to say that your women
have the right of suffrage?"
"Assuredly. Do not yours?"
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