Some Things That We Want

Some things that we want.

Said a gentleman to me the other day, "I wish you would write an article for the _ and state plainly and clearly, just what you want" and he added "it would be something that I never knew a lecturer or writer or woman's rights to do ye!"

Of course I have not the vanity to suppose that I can do what so many more learned, and more gifted have failed to do, viz. make that man understand what the advocate of woman's rights demand, for it is one thing to explain, and quite another to give the understanding: and we have the faintest possible suspicion that this case is hopeless, on the ground of the man convinced against his will, is of the same opinion still."

Neither shall I attempt to show all that we ask , but just jot down a few items as the few moments snatched from labor or slumber will permit.

And here let me say that we do not merely ask a change of legislation in our favor, knowing well that were all the laws that oppress women struck from the statute books to day, that a tyrant ten-fold stronger exists in the Customs that find men & women too, willing slaves in their fetters.

such a foolish thing as to spoil their own richest gifts are sure to be sorry when it is to late for sorrow to renew them bloom free And that men and women, who, as grown up children sometimes do, lean up in a moment of anger, all the spring times flowers that would have enriched their lives, always weep over the slightest blow that time cannot restore

But now all the orchard trees stood disconsolately enough. There were neither leaves nor flowers, but a dingy memory of bloom, and a coming greenness, and the zephyrs seemed to forget them, and went away false and fickle, as he was to toy with the pinks & roses? But the birds came and built their nests among the trees and poured forth such a wealth of song, such a cheery stream of music, that I'm sure the gnarly old fl boughs did not {?] much of their [?] wreaths. And the birds were so friendly and sociable, and seemed so neighborly, and I do not believe their lively gossip had any sting in it, that they ever slandered or told bad stories about each other, for I do not remember to have seen a single bird among them all who seemed sad, or broken-hearted