"
"Well, as it were--Samantha--you know--men hain't expected to represent
wimmen in everything, it is mostly votin' and tendin' big meetin's and
such."
"Oh, I see," sez I; "men represent wimmen when they want to, and when they
don't wimmen have got to represent themselves."
"Well, yes, Samantha, sunthin' like that."
He didn't say anything more about representin' me, and Polly said she
wuz goin' to ride in the parade with some other college girls. Lorinda's
linement looked dark and forbiddin' as Polly stated in her gentle, but firm
way this ultimatum. Lorinda hated the idee of Polly's jinin' in what she
called onwomanly and immodest doin's, but I looked beamin'ly at her and
gloried in her principles.
After she went out Lorinda said to me in a complainin' way, "I should
think that a girl that had every comfort and luxury would be contented and
thankful, and be willin' to stay to home and act like a lady."
Sez I, "Nothin' could keep Polly from actin' like a lady, and mebby it is
because she is so well off herself that makes her sorry for other young
girls that have nothin' but poverty and privation."
"Oh, nonsense!" sez Lorinda. But I knowed jest how it wuz. Polly bein'
surrounded by all the good things money could give, and bein' so
tender-hearted her heart ached for other young girls, who had to spend the
springtime of their lives in the hard work of earnin' bread for themselves
and dear ones, and she longed to help 'em to livin' wages, so they
could exist without the wages of sin, and too many on 'em had to choose
between them black wages and starvation.
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