" But you can
stay in as long as you want to, that 's the point, without your
lips turning the color of a chicken's gizzard.
And there's this about the Old Swimming-hole, or there was in my
day: There were no women and girls fussing around aid squalling:
"Now, you stop splashin' water on me! Quit it now! Quee-yut!"
I don't think t looks right for women folks to have anything to do
with water in large quantities. On a sail-boat, now, they are the
very - but perhaps we had better not go into that. At a picnic,
indeed, trey used to take off their shoes and stockings and paddle
their feet in the water, but that was as much as ever they did.
They never thought of going in swimming. Even at the seashore, now
when Woman is so emancipated, they go bathing not swimming. I don't
like to see a woman swim any more than I like to see a woman smoke
a cigar. And for the same reason. It is more fun than she is
entitled to. A woman's place is home minding the baby, and cooking
the meals. Nothing would do her but she had to be born a woman,
she had the same liberty of choice that we men had. Very well, I
say, let her take the consequencies.
It is only natural, then, that she should refuse to let her boys go
swimming. She pays off her grudge that way. Just because she can't
go herself she is bound the they shan't either.
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