[A Lover's View.]

Speaking as a lover, I welcome the openings that are being given to
women to earn their own livelihood. I can conceive of no more
degrading profession for a woman--no profession more calculated to
unfit her for being that wife and mother we talk so much about than
the profession that up to a few years ago was the only one open to
her--the profession of husband-hunting.

As a man, I object to being regarded as woman's last refuge, her one
and only alternative to the workhouse. I cannot myself see why the
woman who has faced the difficulties of existence, learnt the lesson
of life, should not make as good a wife and mother as the ignorant
girl taken direct, one might almost say, from the nursery, and,
without the slightest preparation, put in a position of
responsibility that to a thinking person must be almost appalling.

It has been said that the difference between men and women is this:
That the man goes about the world making it ready for the children,
that the woman stops at home making the children ready for the world.
Will not she do it much better for knowing something of the world,
for knowing something of the temptations, the difficulties, her own
children will have to face, for having learnt by her own experience
to sympathize with the struggles, the sordid heart-breaking cares
that man has daily to contend with?

Civilization is ever undergoing transformation, but human nature
remains. The bachelor girl, in her bed-sitting room, in her studio,
in her flat, will still see in the shadows the vision of the home,