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fathers and mothers clung to; and have drifted so far away from 
their gentle customs and simple; home…loving habits; that one 
wonders what impression our society would make on a woman of a 
century ago; could she by some spell be dropped into the swing of 
modern days。  The good soul would be apt to find it rather a far 
cry from the quiet pleasures of her youth; to 〃a ladies' amateur 
bicycle race〃 that formed the attraction recently at a summer 
resort。
That we should have come to think it natural and proper for a young 
wife and mother to pass her mornings at golf; lunching at the club…
house to 〃save time;〃 returning home only for a hurried change of 
toilet to start again on a bicycle or for a round of calls; an 
occupation that will leave her just the half…hour necessary to slip 
into a dinner gown; and then for her to pass the evening in dancing 
or at the card…table; shows; when one takes the time to think of 
it; how unconsciously we have changed; and (with all apologies to 
the gay hostesses and graceful athletes of to…day) not for the 
better。
It is just in the subtle quality of charm that the women of the 
last ten years have fallen away from their elder sisters。  They 
have been carried along by a love of sport; and by the set of 
fashion's tide; not stopping to ask themselves whither they are 
floating。  They do not realize all the importance of their acts nor 
the true meaning of their metamorphosis。
The dear creatures should be content; for they have at last escaped 
from the bondage of ages; have broken their chains; and vaulted 
over their prison walls。  〃Lords and masters〃 have gradually become 
very humble and obedient servants; and the 〃love; honour; and obey〃 
of the marriage service might now more logically be spoken by the 
man; on the lips of the women of to…day it is but a graceful 〃FACON 
DE PARLER;〃 and holds only those who choose to be bound。
It is not my intention to rail against the short…comings of the 
day。  That ungrateful task I leave to sterner moralists; and 
hopeful souls who naively imagine they can stem the current of an 
epoch with the barrier of their eloquence; or sweep back an ocean 
of innovations by their logic。  I should like; however; to ask my 
sisters one question: Are they quite sure that women gain by these 
changes?  Do they imagine; these 〃sporty〃 young females in short…
cut skirts and mannish shirts and ties; that it is seductive to a 
lover; or a husband to see his idol in a violent perspiration; her 
draggled hair blowing across a sunburned face; panting up a long 
hill in front of him on a bicycle; frantic at having lost her race?  
Shade of gentle William! who said
A woman moved; is like a fountain troubled; …
Muddy; ill…seeming; thick; bereft of beauty。
And while it is so; none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it。
Is the modern girl under the impression that men will be contented 
with poor imitations of themselves; to share their homes and be the 
mothers of their children?  She is throwing away the substance for 
the shadow!
The moment women step out from the sanctuary of their homes; the 
glamour that girlhood or maternity has thrown around them cast 
aside; that moment will they cease to rule mankind。  Women may 
agitate until they have obtained political recognition; but will 
awake from their foolish dream of power; realizing too late what 
they have sacrificed to obtain it; that the price has been very 
heavy; and the fruit of their struggles bitter on their lips。
There are few men; I imagine; of my generation to whom the words 
〃home〃 and 〃mother〃 have not a penetrating charm; who do not look 
back with softened heart and tender thoughts to fireside scenes of 
evening readings and twilight talks at a mother's knee; realizing 
that the best in their natures owes its growth to these influences。
I sometimes look about me and wonder what the word 〃mother〃 will 
mean later; to modern little boys。  It will evoke; I fear; a 
confused remembrance of some centaur…like being; half woman; half 
wheel; or as it did to neglected little Rawdon Crawley; the vision 
of a radiant creature in gauze and jewels; driving away to endless 
FETES … FETES followed by long mornings; when he was told not to 
make any noise; or play too loudly; 〃as poor mamma is resting。〃  
What other memories can the 〃successful〃 woman of to…day hope to 
leave in the minds of her children?  If the child remembers his 
mother in this way; will not the man who has known and perhaps 
loved her; feel the same sensation of empty futility when her name 
is mentioned?
The woman who proposes a game of cards to a youth who comes to pass 
an hour in her society; can hardly expect him to carry away a 
particularly tender memory of her as he leaves the house。  The girl 
who has rowed; ridden; or raced at a man's side for days; with the 
object of getting the better of him at some sport or pastime; 
cannot reasonably hope to be connected in his thoughts with ideas 
more tender or more elevated than 〃odds〃 or 〃handicaps;〃 with an 
undercurrent of pique if his unsexed companion has 〃downed〃 him 
successfully。
What man; unless he be singularly dissolute or unfortunate; but 
turns his steps; when he can; towards some dainty parlor where he 
is sure of finding a smiling; soft…voiced woman; whose welcome he 
knows will soothe his irritated nerves and restore the even balance 
of his temper; whose charm will work its subtle way into his 
troubled spirit?  The wife he loves; or the friend he admires and 
respects; will do more for him in one such quiet hour when two 
minds commune; coming closer to the real man; and moving him to 
braver efforts; and nobler aims; than all the beauties and 〃sporty〃 
acquaintances of a lifetime。  No matter what a man's education or 
taste is; none are insensible to such an atmosphere or to the grace 
and witchery a woman can lend to the simplest surroundings。  She 
need not be beautiful or brilliant to hold him in lifelong 
allegiance; if she but possess this magnetism。
Madame Recamier was a beautiful; but not a brilliant woman; yet she 
held men her slaves for years。  To know her was to fall under her 
charm; and to feel it once was to remain her adorer for life。  She 
will go down to history as the type of a fascinating woman。  Being 
asked once by an acquaintance what spell she worked on mankind that 
enabled her to hold them for ever at her feet; she laughingly 
answered:
〃I have always found two words sufficient。  When a visitor comes 
into my salon; I say; 'ENFIN!' and when he gets up to go away; I 
say; 'DEJA!' 〃
〃What is this wonderful 'charm' he is writing about?〃  I hear some 
sprightly maiden inquire as she reads these lines。  My dear young 
lady; if you ask the question; you have judged yourself and been 
found wanting。  But to satisfy you as far as I can; I will try