the women that they are angels. They are not. They are human beings, who want justice and not compliments.

But the ballot is not the panacea for woman's wrongs. Man has had the ballot yet how unevenly the balances swing, how demoralized our cities, how reeking with rottenness all the departments of government - National, State, municipal, county, and township. Would a woman's vote alter things? Yes, if only good women would vote. Few good women would avail themselves of the privilege, but all bad women would. Would women vote out the saloon, when as many women drink as men? No doubt many women could vote with a wiser discrimination than most men. There is more general intelligence among women than there is among men. Where one young man graduates from school or college there you will find three young women in the class and generally ahead of the men in general average of scholarship.

But the right to vote means vastly more than this, it involves a radical change in her life, for

the logic of it means the functions of citizenship -voting carries with it ruling. Dr. M. Rhodes has pointed out that political privilege implies responsibility for civic duty. If you give woman the ballot she must be ready to turn policeman and serve on the jury. The responsibilities which logically follow this advance of woman means that henceforth she will not be represented by any man, and herself exercising the full functions of citizenship would make such a change in her life as would make her more a man than a woman. A female man, an affected, driveling little doodle, a weak sister dressed up in men's clothing, is enough to fill you with disgust, but from a mannish woman, good Lord deliver me from expressing my opinion, lest I should say something not in the prayer book.

I believe that woman is capable of exercising the ballot, and while I believe that there are exceptional cases, where for instance, in the case of widows or single women, property is involved, where "taxation without representation is tyranny," woman could with propriety and should for

her self-interest be allowed to exercise the ballot; but I believe that exercising the ballot in the full length and breadth would throw a shadow on the glory of womanhood. I doubt, if woman turned politician, whether man would look up to her with the homage chivalry now renders her. A champion of woman's rights pleaded her cause with an editor. He responded with telling arguments. But she would neither recede from her position nor retire from his office. Persisting as only a woman in earnest can persist, he finally and despairingly said, “Madam, if you come to me again in this manner, I shall be compelled to answer you as if you were a man.”

That reply, which voices the sentiments of men generally, should open woman's eyes to her possible future, should she be spoken to like a man. It has been truly said: "When the spirit of chivalry with its generous loyalty to sex is gone, the glory of the Republic will be extinguished forever."

Miss Phoebe Cary, one of the most gifted advo- . cates of woman's proper rights, yet believed in

woman as woman, and longed for the finer and fuller supremacy of woman in feminine, not masculine strength, fitly fixes the seal to what I have written:

Don't mistake me; I mean that the public's not home,
You must do as the Romans do when you're in Rome;
I would have you be womanly while you are wise;
'Tis the weak and the womanish tricks I despise.

'Tis a good thing to write, and to rule in the state,
But to be a true, womanly woman is great;

And if ever you come to be that, 'twill be when
You can cease to be children, nor try to be men.

GOOD MOTHERS THE MAKERS OF GREAT

NATIONS.

HE old saying, "Like mother like son," is

historically correct. Henry IV. of Germany becomes a miserable prince, but, blest with a wise mother, Louis IX. of France grows up into a man of God. A distinguished writer has called attention to the fact that of the sixty-nine monarchs who have worn the French crown, only three have loved the people, and all these three were reared by their mothers. St. Louis was trained by Blanche; Louis XII. by Maria of Cleves, and Henry IV. by Jeanne d'Albret: and these three were really the fathers of their people. Sir Walter Scott's mother was a superior woman, a lover of poetry and painting. Byron's worst enemy was his mother, she was proud