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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 18, 1912, Image 5',
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WIMIN HAVE GRABBED A LOT OF RIGHTS SINCE
"Let Her Gush!" Roared I.
Things have changed since Ar
temus Ward wrote the following
on woman's rights. He wrote it
some 50 years ago, but if. we were
living and writing now he might
not be so bold." He said:
"I pitcht my tent in a small
town inlnjianny one day last see
son & while I was standin at the
dore. takin money, a deppyfashun
of ladies came up & sed they wos
members of the Bunkumville
Female Reformin & Wimmin's
Rites Association and they axed
me if they cood go in without
"Not exactly," sez I, "but you
can pay without goin in." '
"Dew you know who we air?"'
said one of the wimina tall and
f erdshus lookin critter.
"My impreshun is,"vsed I,
"from a kersery view, that you
"We air, sur," said the fero
shus woman "we belong to a
society whitch beleeves "wimin
has rites whitch beleeves in raz-
in her to her proper speer
whitch beleeves she is endowed
with as much intelleck as man is
whitch beleeves she is trampled
on and aboozed & who will re
sist hense-4th & forever the in
croachments of proud & dom
"I hopue, marm," sez I, "that
your intensions is honorable. I'm
a lone man hear in a strange
place. Besides, I've a wife to
"& can't our sosiety go in free?"
asked the female.
"Not if I know it," sed I.
' "Crooil, crooil man !" she cried
& burst into tears.
"Don't you let my darter in?"
sed another of the exsentric
wimin, takin me afeckshunitely
by the hand. "O, please let ray
darter in she's a sweet gushin
child of nature."
"Let her gush," roared L
Whereupon they all sprung back
with the simultanious observa
shun that I was a beest