The anti-suffrage ladies mourned over the women’s peace parade because it showed such a “thirst for publicity.” Yes; those timid, shrinking creatures themselves wouldn’t do a thing except parade up and down the streets wearing a big American Beauty rose to attract attention to their being “antis;” open headquarters in conspicuous places, call mass meetings and orate from the platform, besiege Congress and Legislatures, attend political conventions and go before the committees and send their representatives all over the country to conduct a publicity campaign against the suffragists. Oh, yes, they’re “shrinking” all right—getting smaller every day.
“If women go into politics, who will do their work?” wail the “antis.” The men can do it, as they’ve already taken most of it away from the home.
How could anybody wish the poor congressmen a Happy New Year when they had to begin it by voting on woman suffrage?
The churches and the social-uplift societies seem to have almost as much trouble in stopping the tango as the government does in putting an end to the snake dances among the Indians.
That new woman fire inspector in New York reported in one week thirty-seven violations of the law. The next thing she knows she will lose her job.