ally should sacrifice your last drop of energy to a campaign
that's practically won already."

"If you think the mere franchise is all I have been working for,
Peter,--"

"I don't. I know the thousand and one activities you women are
concerned with. I know how much better church and state always have
been and are bound to be, when the women get behind and push, if they
throw their strength right."

Beulah rose enthusiastically to this bait and talked rationally and
well for some time. Just as Peter was beginning to feel that David and
Jimmie had been guilty of the most unsympathetic exaggeration of her
state of mind--unquestionably she was not as fit physically as
usual--she startled him with an abrupt change into almost hysterical
incoherence.

"I have a right to live my own life," she concluded, "and
nobody--nobody shall stop me."

"We are all living our own lives, aren't we?" Peter asked mildly.

"No woman lives her own life to-day," Beulah cried, still excitedly.
"Every woman is living the life of some man, who has the legal right
to treat her as an imbecile."

"Hold on, Beulah. How about the suffrage states, how about the women
who are already in the proud possession of their rights and
privileges? They are not technical imbeciles any longer according to
your theory. The vote's coming. Every woman will be a super-woman in
two shakes,--so what's devouring you, as Jimmie says?"

"It's after all the states have suffrage that the big fight will
really begin," Beulah answered wearily. "It's the habit of wearing the
yoke we'll have to fight then."

"The anti-feminists," Peter said, "I see. Beulah, can't you give
yourself any rest, or is the nature of the cause actually suicidal?"

To his surprise her tense face quivered at this and she tried to
steady a tremulous lower lip.

"I am tired," she said, a little piteously, "dreadfully tired, but
nobody cares."

"Is that fair?"

"It's true."

"Your friends care."

"They only want to stop me doing something they have no sympathy with.
What do Gertrude and Margaret know of the real purpose of my life or
my failure or success? They take a sentimental interest in my health,
that's all. Do you suppose it made any difference to Jeanne d'Arc how
many people took a sympathetic interest in her health if they didn't
believe in what she believed in?"

"There's something in that."

"I thought Eleanor would grow up to take an interest in the position
of women, and