The Desired Woman by Will N. (William Nathaniel) Harben
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change. I never thought about it myself before, but it is as plain as
the nose on your face. It has to come because it is simple justice. A law which is unfair to one single person is not a perfect law, and many a woman has found herself in a position where only her vote would save her from disaster. Women are purer by nature than men, and they will purify politics. That's all I'm going to say to-night. Now, I'm not managing this debate, but it is getting late and I want everybody that feels like it to vote on my side. Stand up now. All in favor, rise to your feet. That's right, Mrs. Timmons--I knew you would wake up. Now, everybody! That's the way!" Dolly was waving her hands like an earnest evangelist, while Wilks, with a look of astonishment, was struggling to his feet to offer some sort of protest. "Don't pay attention to him!" Dolly cried. "Vote now and be done with it!" The house was in a turmoil of amused excitement. Timmons stood by his wife's side waving his hat and slapping his thigh. "Stand up, boys--every man-jack of you!" he yelled. "Them fellers got this thing up agin that gal. Give it to 'em good an' sound." The entire audience was on its feet laughing and applauding. Dolly stood waving her hands with the delight of a happy child. She turned to the teachers behind her, and one by one she gradually enticed them to their feet. "That makes it unanimous," she said, and, flushed and panting, she tripped down the steps to the floor. |
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