She may be no philosopher, but she is a sensible
woman. And especially in a matter where another woman, and one of her
own flesh and blood, besides, is concerned, it would certainly seem as
though she would be apt to be right. This whole business of the
emancipation of woman is one well adapted to drive a philosopher, to
say nothing of the father of a family, crazy. Naturally I wish my
daughters to become all that they ought to be. On the other hand, if a
paterfamilias cannot trust his better half on this particular subject,
he may as well imitate the example of certain savage tribes, and make
mince-meat of the girls. Perhaps I seem to be worked up on the
subject? Well, I am. The din of the moralists, and of the people who
have never had a chance to go anywhere, is in my ears, and I cannot get
altogether rid of it. Let us start afresh and attack the question from
another point of view.
There is no doubt, even to the average masculine mind, although the
possessor of the mind may not publish the fact on the house-tops, that
the most interesting product of this enlightened century is emancipated
woman. There are certain enthusiasts, though principally of the
emancipated sex, who are already so confident as to the rapid future
progress and ultimate glorious evolution of womankind that they are
ready to venture the prediction to people whom they think they can
trust, that sooner or later there will be no more men.
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