Then, aside from the fact that a large part of the happiness of the
world depends upon a certain degree of harmony in the tastes of men
and women, which is not likely to exist if they have utterly divergent
points of social interest, men are an incontestable factor in all
our plans for bettering matters, themselves included. We cannot
fairly claim to constitute more than half of the human family, and,
if we do not make some social compromise, we may share the fate of
the Princess Ida, and see all of our fine schemes melt away like
the fabric of a dream. We are not yet ready to establish an order
of intellectual vestals, though drifting in that direction; and,
since the women’s clubs do really constitute a distinct social life,
why not make them more effective on that side? Why leave all these
possibilities of power in the hands of those who make a business of
amusing themselves? It is a fashion to rail at society as frivolous;
but it is precisely what we make it, and it is ruled by women. If it
tends to grow vapid, and luxurious, and commercial, and artificial, we
have only to plan something as attractive on a finer and more natural
basis. And where do we find a better starting-point than in connection
with the women’s clubs? To be sure, men do not, as a rule, find them
interesting; indeed, they vote them a trifle dull, but that may be
because they have no vital part in them. Then, the fault may lie a
little in the women themselves. There is clearly a flaw somewhere
in our methods or our ideals. In trying to avoid the frivolities of
society, we may fall into the equally fatal error of failing to make
better things attractive, and so permit the busy men of to-day to slip
away altogether from the influence of what many are pleased to call
our finer moral and esthetic sense--to say nothing of what we lose
ourselves. It may be deplorable, but it is still a fact, that truth is
doubly captivating when served with the piquant sauces that make even
error dangerously fascinating. We have to deal with people as they are,
not as we think they ought to be.
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