Perhaps this masculine habit has revived other strong-minded yearnings. The voice of the suffragette w heard in the land, "La Fronde," the feminist newspaper, was revived very longe ago, and now a band of 12 young ladies, all described as pretty and charming, is touring France in wor-coach, on Propaganda mission, That there should be no uncertainty concerning. their business, each wears a black straw hat with a green ribbon (iereen being the colour hope) en which, in white letters, are the words: "Les femmes peuvent voter." They have quanti" ties of leaflets and other propaganda, literature, and posters jeering at the Napoleonic Code, which, for their purpose, is the most typien} specimen, of man-made one-sidedness. They, are concentrating on country dis tricts and trying to rouse women to a sense of their responsibilities and rights. If they hope to induce the women of the provincial boi io and peasantry to do more than listen to them first and talk about 1 them afterwards, they are indeed optimists. The French dowry system, eaves this sort of political agitation, little chance of ssu Tu the vast majority of families, the wife, in virtue of her dowry, can be her husband's partner in the administration of the joint fortune. The law even permits her trustees #9 keep a close watch over her husband's manages ment of the money. There are, of course, instances of confiding wives being induced by treacherous husbands to sign away their rights, but as a rule the Frenchman makes practice to consult his wife about affairs, and generally very ly, common sense being a quality, with which Frenchwomen are liber= ally endowed. If Frenchwomen wanted the vote, they could certainly, net it, for the proverb says "Ce que Fenme cent, Chew vent" but the strength of their position the family has hitherto made them indifferent to the advantages of, participation in electoral conflict They look upon politics as a game fit lonly for husbands—something that occupies a man's mind and keeps him, "Wuo was Shylock, Aunt Ethel?" asked Annie. "My dear!" replied the shocked auntie, "and you go Sunday school and don't know that!"
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