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Reformers come and reformers go,
but reforming goes on .forever. And
if they get anywhere it is not visible
to the naked eye. What do the sawdust-trained
mutts expect? Don't
they know we need sustenance just
like people who are good like them?
ADVENTURES OF MR. MOUSE
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1 Do they-suppose girls leading the'
kind of lives we do will ever submit
to the miserable gloom of a public in
stitution presided over by bloodless
Pharisees of the reformer breed?
Do they expect us to join the army
of poor, helpless irls anxiously seek
ing a chance to be an underpaid serf
in a department store 7
Do they believe we would be ac
ceptable, as servants in the .homes of
the, well-to-do? If they suppose, ex
pect or .believe any of these things, it
is because God in 'his, infinite wisdom
made them what they are.
I wonder if a plan that has occur
red to me would find favor with the
reformers and the self-righteous sort
who applaud their man's method. I
need not argue that we have to eat,
have to wear clothes and have to
have places to .sleep just the same
as the Pharisees. All efforts and pro
jects heretofore put forth by the re
formers have failed utterly and there
is not "the least likelihood that any
future plans hatched in the granu
lated gray matter passing as brains in
the heads of these people will pro
duce any better results; so I propose
that reformers, and all other well
meaning fools, chip in, raise a fund
for pensioning such of us as wish to
drop out, and others who HAVE to '
drop out, so we can eat and live.
Believe me, there's a heap big
bunch of us "will grab after it if the
boobs put it up. We'd like mighty
well to get away from this wild round
of folly and wind-up of misery, but
this is the only way I can figure out
it can be done.
I hope, Mr. Editor, that this Is not
too long, nor too worthless for-printing.
I am not much at writing, but I
"honestly believe my suggestion is
Buttons Get up! Get up! The ho
Scottish Gentleman Richt, lad
die; but if I do, mind ye, I'll no pay
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