angel bein' dragged off to police court for fightin' to defend her children
and herself from a drunken husband that had broke her wings and blacked
her eyes, got the angel into the fight and then she got throwed into the
streets and imprisoned by it? Who ever hearn of a angel havin' to take in
washin' to support a drunken son or father or husband? Who ever hearn of
a angel goin' out as wet-nurse to git money to pay taxes on her home to
a Govermunt that in theory idolizes her, and practically despises her,
and uses that money in ways abominable to that angel. If you want to be
consistent, if you're bound to make angels of wimmen, you ort to furnish a
free safe place for 'em to soar in. You ort to keep the angels from bein'
tormented and bruised and killed, etc."

"Ahem," sez he, "as it were, ahem."

But I kep' right on, for I begun to feel noble and by the side of myself:

"This talk about wimmen bein' outside and above all participation in the
laws of her country, is jest as pretty as anything I ever hearn, and jest
as simple. Why, you might jest as well throw a lot of snowflakes into the
street, and say, 'Some of 'em are female flakes and mustn't be trompled
on.' The great march of life tromples on 'em all alike; they fall from one
common sky, and are trodden down into one common ground.

"Men and wimmen are made with divine impulses and desires, and human
needs and weaknesses, needin' the same heavenly light, and the same human
aids and helps. The law should mete out to them the same rewards and
punishments.

"Serepta sez you call wimmen angels, and you don't give 'em the rights of
the lowest beasts that crawl on the earth. And Serepta told me to tell you