Is it not strange that among the twenty-one members of the Chicago

Board of Education only one is a woman? And doesn't this become still

stranger when it is recollected that most members of the Board of

Education (to say nothing of their not having merited their

appointment by any notable benefits conferred on the school system)

are so overwhelmed by private business as to find their attendance on

board committee meetings a hardship?

This last feature of the situation is the one that more and more fills

me with amazement. Here is a woman whose acquaintance with educational

developments of all sorts is of long duration, whose achievements in

cooeperation with the schools have been admittedly successful, whose

time, now that her children are grown up, is much at her free

disposal--here she is, working away on the edges and fringes of the

school system, while some Tired Business Man is giving the interstices

of his commercial preoccupation to the settlement of comprehensive

questions of educational policy.

But never mind. Things may change. The present superintendent of

schools is a woman. That's something. And, anyway, the women I am

speaking of, though increasingly conscious of the degree of their

exclusion from the collective civic life of the town, do not spend so

much time in repining about it as they spend in seeking new

opportunities for such civic service as is possible to them.

Sometimes it is hard to say whether they are within the bounds of

private life or not.

If you will go up the Chicago River, up past that bend, into the North

Branch, up beyond that gas plant where vagrant oils streak the surface

of the muddy water, vilely, vividly, with the drifting hues of a lost

and tangled rainbow, up by factory and lumber yard, up into the

reaches of the open fields, till the straight lines of wharves give

way to tree-marked windings, graceful bendings gracefully followed by

bending willows, you will come presently to a school which tries to

restore to city children something of the peace and strength of the

country.

It is the Illinois Industrial School for Girls. A few years ago it was

in collapse--filthily housed, educationally demoralized, heavily

indebted. A few women, principally from the Chicago Woman's Club,

became interested in it. They bought a farm for it. They put up

buildings for it. Not a big prison dormitory. Little brick cottages.

Matron in each one. Chance for a kind of home life. Chance, also, for

instruction in housekeeping. Big vegetable patches for instruction in

gardening. Friendly cows to help along with instruction in dairying.

Everything for outdoor life, working life, life that engages and

disciplines.

[Illustration: INTERESTS OF CHICAGO WOMEN'S CLUB: IMPROVEMENT OF CITY

SQUARES; NEIGHBORHOOD ORGANIZATIONS; INDUSTRIAL AND AGRICULTURAL

EDUCATION FOR GIRLS.]

All the twenty-four directors of this school (with two exceptions) are

women. Most of them are members of the Chicago Woman's Club. One of

the cottages is named after the club. But the school is, in a way, a

county institution. That is, the county makes a certain contribution

to it, under a state law, for the support of each girl committed to it

as a dependent by the Juvenile Court. The directors, therefore, are

trustees each year for a large amount of public money.

Question: Are they in public life?

Answer: If the school is ever really owned by the public, they will be

discharged from public life with extraordinary immediacy. The way to

deprive any enterprise of the possibility of effective support from

the female half of the community is to give it to the community.

No, I'll admit that isn't quite true. The women do keep on trying to

help.

How I wish I could make you see the whole of this city, its streets,

its vacant places, the inside of its buildings, all, all at once, with

all the things happening which have been set going by this Chicago

Woman's Club and by the organizations with which it associates

itself!

You'd see (and in each case you'd know that what you were seeing was

due either entirely or very largely to the labors of the club, its

committees, its departments, or its close allies)----

You'd see night matrons in the police stations giving women arrests a

degree of protection they did not at one time have.

You'd see in the Art Institute a line of pupils who from year to year

have passed through its study rooms because of a certain scholarship

yearly offered.

You'd see in the City Hall a new official called the city forester,

helping to save the trees the town now has, issuing bulletins of

professional advice, giving his aid to the Arbor Day enthusiasm which

last year put some 400,000 seedlings into the parkways and private

yards of Chicago.

You'd see, over the whole extent of the city, local improvement

associations, which on street cleaning and other local needs, not

adequately met by the city government, spend a hundred and fifty

thousand dollars a year.

You'd see, in the jail, a school for young men prisoners, now taken

over and supported by the county, but still watched by the club. You'd

also see certain recent interests of the club: a woman's dining room,

an examining physician to segregate contagious diseases, a fumigating

plant.

You'd see the paintings on the walls of the assembly hall of the

McKinley High School--the first mural paintings in any school in

Chicago.

You'd see children, after school, in the park playhouses, listening to

"story ladies," who tell them fairy tales, historical tales, tales of

adventure and achievement.

You'd see, in one of the small parks of the West Side, a woman "social

worker," who gets the mothers and fathers of the neighborhood into

the way of using the park and the park building, even for Christmas

Eve family parties. And then you'd see "social workers" appointed by

the park board itself and paid with public money.

You'd see, in many places, audiences listening to free lectures on

Social Hygiene.

You'd see important excerpts from the city code bearing on personal

conduct being taken into the newspaper offices to be printed under the

heading--"Ordinances You Ought to Know."

You'd see paintings and engravings being hung in the public schools by

the Public School Art Society, till in a case such as that of the

Drake School the collection in a single school building amounts in

value to several thousand dollars.

You'd see wagonloads of coats and hats and dresses and trousers being

carried from the School Children's Aid Society to public schools in

all parts of the city, to be secretly conveyed to boys and girls who

otherwise could not come through wintry weather to their lessons.

You'd see flower gardens springing up in many school yards, after a

little encouragement and advice from the Women's Outdoor Art League.

You'd see a girl behind the walls of the Northwestern University

Building, over there on Dearborn Street, telling her story of

deception, or of outrage, or of error, to the superintendent of the

Legal Aid Society. It used to be the Women's Protective Association

till it was merged with the Bureau of Justice a few years since. It

was initiated by the Chicago Woman's Club a generation ago. It has

ministered to thousands of young women cursed with that curse both of

God and of man which gives them, however wronged, almost all the

burden and almost all the shame of the event. It is due mainly to the

work done here that in Illinois to-day a girl cannot legally consent

to her own undoing till she is at least sixteen years old and that

even till she is eighteen her injurer, immune from nature's revenge,

is not immune from the law's.

These things you'd see, and innumerable others. All that I have

mentioned have been suggested to me by lines of communication which

stretch out over the town from the one club I have particularly noted.

If I tried to unravel all those lines to all their endings, I should

keep you here beyond your patience. If I tried to extend my survey to

other similar clubs, younger, smaller, but equally zealous, in this

community, I should keep you here even beyond mine.

They began, those women of the Chicago Woman's Club, with remembering

that Goethe said that activity without insight is an evil. Last spring

they remembered something else that Goethe said. Their president,

retiring from office, comprehended the history of the club and of

thousands of other woman's clubs thus:

"Goethe, who started with the theory that the highest life was to be

gained by self-culture, in later years concluded that service was the

way to happiness. So we have risen by stepping stones to higher

things; through study, through _interest_ in humanity, the supreme

motive of this club has come to be _service_ to humanity."

And yet I haven't mentioned the greatest service ever rendered to the

town by its women.

One day a woman went on a visit, one of many, to the jail. There

were a lot of boys playing about a man in a dressing-gown and

rocking-chair. She inquired about him. "Him?" said the children,

"He's a fellow just murdered his wife. He's our boss."

Visits like that, scenes like that, were the beginning of the Juvenile

Court in Chicago. As the idea began to traverse the local sky, it

gathered about it a most useful and honorable aura of masculine

interest. But the nucleus of it was feminine. And it is to women that

the United States really owes its first Juvenile Court law.

The incident might end there and be notable enough. But it goes

farther.

At the very first session of the Chicago Juvenile Court there appeared

two women. One of them offered to be a probation officer. The other,

with a consciousness of many friends behind her, offered to accumulate

a fund on which a staff of probation officers might be maintained.

From those offers grew the Juvenile Court Committee. Its work during

the next eight years was an integral part of the administration of

the Juvenile Court. There's little wisdom (in a city as large as

Chicago) in paroling a wayward boy unless there's a probation officer

to follow him, to watch him, to encourage him, to keep him from

relapsing into the hands of the judge. Some 3,500 children pass

through the court every year. The judge cannot be father to many of

them. The probation officers are the judge's eyes and hands, giving

him knowledge and control of his family. Without the probation

officers the new system would have been an amiable reform, but not an

effective agency for juvenile regeneration.

The Juvenile Court Committee developed a staff of probation officers,

which finally had twenty-two members. The Juvenile Court Committee

also undertook the maintenance and management of the detention home in

which boys were sheltered and instructed while awaiting the final

disposition of their cases. The Juvenile Court Committee also gave

time and money to many other features of the development of the court,

all the way from paying the salaries of a chief clerk and a chief

stenographer to suggesting the advisability and securing the adoption

of necessary amendments to the Juvenile Court law.

From the year 1898 to the year 1907 the Juvenile Court Committee

raised and spent $100,000. But it did its best work in depriving

itself of its occupation. It secured the passage of a law which

established the probation officer system as part of the Juvenile Court

system, to be maintained forever by the county authorities. And it

succeeded, after long negotiations, in persuading the county and the

city governments to cooeperate in the erection of a Children's

Building, which houses both the court and the detention home.

The original purpose of the Juvenile Court Committee was now

fulfilled. The Committee perished. But it immediately rose from its

ashes as the Juvenile Protective Association. Instead of supporting

_probation_ officers to look after children who are _already_ in the

care of the court, it now spends some $25,000 a year on _protective_

officers, who have it for their ultimate object to prevent children

from _getting into_ the care of the court. Can anything be done to dam

the stream of dependent and delinquent children which flows through

the children's building so steadily? What are the subterranean sources

of that stream? Can they be staunched?

The managers of the Juvenile Protective Association, in going back of

the court to study the home lives, the industrial occupations, and the

amusements which form the characters, for better or for worse, of the

city's children, are approaching the field in which the causes of

social corruption will stand much more clearly revealed than at

present to our intelligence and conscience. It is fundamental work.

But what of the women who are directing that work? What of the women

who are directing the other enterprises I have mentioned? Would they

make good citizens?

They are militant citizens now, _with the rank of noncombatants_.

* * * * *

We crossed the roof's tarred gravel once more, and once more leaned

over the tiled parapet and looked abroad at the city.

"I told you," she said, "that women cannot give their leisure to

useful activity without verging toward citizenship. That is the rule.

There are exceptions, caused by individual temperament. But that

is the rule. Make one group of the women who use their leisure to

_good_ purpose. Make another of the women who use their leisure to

_no_ purpose. You'll find a growing desire for citizenship in the

former. You'll find little such desire in the latter. The conflict

that is going on among women who have any leisure at all is between

the spirit which drives them toward a union with the life of the

world and the spirit which drives them toward complete detachment

and irresponsibility.

"So let's say no more about the suffrage agitation. It's simply a

sequel to women's interest in the world's housekeeping. The broader

question is, 'Will that interest grow?'

"One would think it could hardly help growing. The hosts of women who

are earning their living--they are immersed in the world even as men.

But the women who are at home, with little children about them!

They're abstracted from the world, aren't they? Yes, _physically_,

just as much as ever. But _mentally_ they come closer and closer to

the world all the time.

"Have you read the Home Economics books? The day is coming, you know,

when every girl will have the training those books suggest. It will

make her a home woman, you say. Yes, it will help do that. But it will

help even more to make her something else, too.

"Do you know that the Home Economics literature has more in it about

civic service than any other one general kind of educational

literature you can lay your hands on?

"Does that seem odd to you? I'll tell you the reason for it.

"Home Economics is the study of Right Living, the study of the

importance, the utility, and the possible beauty of the common things

of daily existence. Now one cannot study sanitation, fresh air, pure

food, adequate housing, the care of children, the protection of the

family from disease, the maintenance of a proper environment and

regimen for health and efficiency, without instantly perceiving the

closeness of the relationship between the life of the individual and

the life of the community.

"The so-called bread-and-butter studies, now being inserted into

women's education, have the merit, superficially paradoxical, of

raising the mind to the duties of citizenship. The simplest mother,

immured in her home with her small children, will in the days to come

realize, as she does not now at all realize, what the freshness of the

milk supply, what the purity of the city water, what the efficiency of

the health department, mean to those children. She will know--and when

she knows she will care.

"Let me give you one illustration of the extent to which certain

teachers of Home Economics recognize the future civic responsibilities

of their pupils.

"In a little town far up in the Northwest there's a famous Homemakers'

School. It is far from the social pressure of packed populations.

Nevertheless, along with all the housekeeping details which crowd its

two-year course, you'll find a series of lectures on 'Home and Social

Economics' based on a theory which I'll try to give in almost the very

words used by the school itself in its public announcements of policy.

It's this:

"'The growing wealth of different communities, the application of

modern inventions to home industries, the passing of many of the

former lines of women's work into the factory have brought to many

women leisure time which should be spent in social service. Civic

cleanliness, the humane treatment of children, the city beautiful,

education, civic morality, the protection of children from immoral

influences, child labor, the organizations to protect neglected

children and to reform delinquent children--all are legitimately

within the province of motherhood, and the attempt to improve

conditions is a part of the duty of the modern woman.'

"Is that radical? Surely not. Surely it's conservative. There's not a

suggestion in it of any change in woman's interests. There's only an

awakening to the fact that her interests are now diffused throughout

the community, that what could once be comprehended in a wilderness

cave is now spread abroad through all the lands of all the world.

"I said I taught housekeeping in that cave. I wonder if I could teach

better housekeeping to the whole world.

"I know I could if I would. But----

"I'm thinking now of the millions of women who, after all their home

duties are done, still have some time they could give me for a more

livable world life. Will they? I can't say. But I will say this:

"Either their public spirit will grow or their private character will

decline. One of the two. Because they carry, along with that leisure

of theirs, not only its blessings but also its curse. They must

sanctify it or perish by it.

"Leisure! Culture! Emancipation! All nothing unless there is something

more. Culture without action is an ingrowing disease which first

debilitates and then dissolves the will to live. Emancipation without

duty is a mirage of pleasure which raises thirst but never quenches

it. The Romans emancipated their women, in the days of their

degeneration, but with no result except a completer collapse of family

life and of personal virtue.

"But perhaps there will be a new issue of events this time. It looks

as if there might be.

"That weary ancient world, recoiling from its luxuries, its

dissipations, its surfeits, turned to pessimistic mysticism, to the

theory that the flesh and the things of the flesh are vile, to

monastic withdrawal into the desert and the mountains, to the life of

inward searchings.

"This modern world is turning to optimistic materialism, to the theory

that the flesh and the things of the flesh can be made noble, to

anti-tuberculosis societies and juvenile courts, to the life of

outward workings.

"_That_ world found peace in _renunciation_. _This_ world seeks peace

in _service_.

"It is going to be an era of the importance, the utility, and the

possible beauty of the common things of daily existence. It is going

to be an era of Right Living.

"Will not woman have a _particular_ part in it? May she not even have

a _dominant_ part in it?

"I have watched her every hour from the beginning--from the very first

beginning of any life that had any warmth of love in it. I have seen

her make the hearth the symbol of the stability of the individual

life. Now, when the duties of the home, the stones of which that

hearth was made, are scattered far and wide, shall I not see her

reassemble them on a grander scale to make a total of stability for

all life whatsoever? Shall I not?"

"But who?" I said, "who are you?"

"I," she said, "I am the spirit that made woman love her child, and

that shall yet make her love her kind."

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