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thee.”—J ob.

Women ARE Taught by NIen to Deceive; All are Liars
How Long Halt Ye Between (these) Two Opinions?

“Greater Love Hath No Man”

 

 

“WOMEN ARE TAUGHT BY MEN
T0 DECEIVE; ALL ARE LIARS”

(Dr. ANNA H. SHAW)

Notable Suitragist Passes Through Birmingham on Way
to Address State Association at Tuscaloosa.
Talks Interestingly of Progress
of the Work.

“But women are greater liars,” was Dr. Anna
Howard Shaw’s reply to a remark that men were
liars, made by a prominent suffragist at the Tut-
wiler Thursday morning.

“All women are liars. That is the trouble with
the suffrage movement today. Women have been
taught for so long, by the men, to win what they
wanted by deceit, that it is now hard to come for-
ward and ask for it in a straight forward man-
ner.”

Dr. Shaw has a charming, almost Scotch, accent
and her face is touched with the lines of an habit-
ual humorist. “The most consistent part of men
is their inconsistency,” she continued. “I have
always thought so, but I never had the nerve to
say it until recently.”

But when she launched into the serious ques-
tions that have to do with woman suffrage, one
could not imagine her lacking nerve in anything.

She chatted lightly on several subjects, her
trip, her recent visit to Raleigh, N. C., and Phila-
delphia, and the progress of the cause in other
sections of the country.

“But,” she said, “I believe that undoubtedly the
Southern States will be ahead of the East and the
Northeast in winning the ballot. Things may
look dark at times, but progress during the last
two or three years has indicated the advance of
the cause.

“The men and their idea of chivalry, which does
not now and never did exist, stand most in the
way in the South. They are most conservative
and fear the entrance of women into politics,
which they say is too filthy, and yet they refuse to
admit that they are themselves part of the filth.
They give reasons, but stick to theory and idea
rather than facts.

“It isn’t the men who are working and making
homes that I fear. It is the shifting, unsettled,
mostly unmarried men that are drifting in groups
from place to place that will give the most trouble.
They are the first to make objections.

“The legislators say that women will not be sat-
isfied with the ballot, they will be wanting to hold
office, but the recent law passed in Montgomery
allowing women on school boards, shows that they
are willing that women should hold office, but
want them elected by the men.”

—Birmingham News.

 

 

WHAT IS PEDESTAL?

By James Callaway. ,

The press dispatches from London relate a touching story of man’s def-
erence to woman—even giving his life to save hers.

Alfred G. Vanderbilt was on the deck of the Lusitania as she went
down. He could not swim, and had equipped himself with a life belt. Near
him he saw a young woman without a life belt. He gallantly took his off
and placed it around this woman—a stranger to him. Before he could se-
cure another the boat sank. This man of great wealth, gave his life to save
the woman. This was “pedestal.” His duty was to the weaker one. He
surrendered to her his only chance of life.

“No man has greater love than this—that he lays down his life for an-
other.”

When Southern men say they place their women upon a pedestal, what
do they mean? That the woman comes first. He places her above him.
He regards her as purer, loftier than himself.

Even when the sea is opening as a yawning gulf, and only one life-pre-
server, he hands that to the woman. That is what we mean when we say
we place our women on a “pedestal.” Save her, even if the man goes down.
This is the Southerner’s ideal of his duty.

And, like Vanderbilt, so did Archibald Butt act in the tragedy of the
Titanic. A member of the White House, associated with President Taft,
the officials rushed to provide his representative with a seat in the life-
boat—a compliment to his official station. Did he avail himself of it?

What did he do?

A woman was near. He seized her, placed her in the seat reserved for
him, and as the boat was sinking, waved her adieu, his very countenance lit
with a smile. This was manhood. This was “pedestal.” He gave his life
to save the woman. Greater love hath no man than that.

Love for what? Not for the individual woman whose life was saved,
but in obedience to that principle of deference to womankind.

May our Southern women remain on the pedestal, forever preserve that
distinctive deference which is theirs so long as they remain as they are——
our highest ideals of the true, the beautiful and the good.

Thank God that Archibald Butt and Alfred G. Vanderbilt illustrated in
their self-sacrifice the true spirit of American manhood.

On Mother’s Day we wore the white flower in token of our affection for
our departed mothers. The heart of each bowed in love and reverence at
her shrine. This, too, was “pedestal.” May our women never desert the
pedestal, but remain on it—the objects of perpetual adoration and homage.

Deference to its womankind has always been a distinguished character-
istoc of the Southern people. Southern men would perpetuate it. But for-
eign forces have invaded us, established branches over the South of a huge
National Woman’s Association whose ideals are not our ideals; whose
women are not like our Southern women. They are women of a different
clay, and are of different mould. Should these foreign crusaders succeed,

pervert the tastes of our women, persuade them to abandon their old ideals

and descend into the arena of politics, as practiced in Oregon, Washington,
California and Colorado, then the Southern mothers of the future will
change the song, “Oh, Where Is My Wandering Boy Tonight?” and dis-
tressingly and despairingly ask, “Oh, where is my wandering girl?”

Woe is the day for Southern civilization when the “pedestal” is over-
thrown.

God be praised that heaven’s door was wide open to Archibald Butt and
Alfred Vanderbilt. They symbolized our “pedestal.”

—Macon (Georgia) Telegraph.

Lest Ye Forget. Only Fourteen States Want SuffrageZThirty-F our Against.