After all the flowery speeches and kind words that have been
showered upon BOB TAYLOR’S MAGAZINE, all of which I heartily
endorse, I am afraid you will not appreciate what I am going
to say, but I’ll say it, nevertheless; it will be as good as a
corrective; too much sweets are always cloying.
I have read the magazine through from cover to cover, even to
the advertisements, and found everything good, better, best, yet
I was disappointed and will tell you why. There was no smallest
fraction thereof devoted to women. Why is this thus? It cannot be
that you do not think women of enough importance as to be worthy
some part of it especially fitted for her eye alone. I know our
editor-in-chief doesn’t feel that way, at least he does not talk
that way, as every woman knows who ever talked to him for five
minutes by the clock. I don’t mean a page devoted to Housewives,
Motherhood, Cooking Recipes, or Fancy Work, altogether. These
are all good, every one of them, and we are all more or less
interested in them, but a page, pure and simple, devoted to
things that women are specially interested in. Will you rise and
explain, and satisfy several women?