Comrade Dreiser may demur at all this and, peeling his vest, reveal us
wounds, honorable wounds acquired in honorable battle. And further, he
may regale us with tales of hair shirts and bastinadoes suffered by
him in the Republic. But alas, he is Telemachus, grey-bearded and full
of memories. And the youth of Athens, fallen upon softer ways, listen
with envious incredulity to such tall tales.




THE WOMAN'S PLACE


[Illustration: Ruth Hale as a XXth Century woman guarding the Home Brew.]

RUTH HALE

At last the women of this country are about to perform a great
service--not one of those courtesy services about which so much is so
volubly said and so little is done in repayment--but a good sturdy
performance, that will probably bring these magnificent men folks
right to their knees.

They are going to teach the unfortunates how to live under
prohibitions and taboos. Of course there has never been any
prodigality of freedom in this country--or any other--but what there
was belonged to the men. The women had to take to the home and stay
there. So the two sexes adjusted themselves to life with this
difference, that the women had to do all the outwitting and
circumventing, all the little smart twists and turns, all the cunning