"Now there is no doubt that Miss Dickinson, though as relating to her

femininity she is quite as pretty and modest a young woman as any to be

found in the most sheltered circle, has yet a most exceptional talent

for public speaking, which draws crowds to hear her, and makes lecturing

for her a lucrative profession, as well as a means of advocating just

and generous sentiments, and of stimulating her own sex to nobler

purposes; and the same law which relates to Siddons and Kemble and

Ristori relates also to her.

"The doctrine of _vocations_ is a good one and a safe one. If a woman

mistakes her vocation, so much the worse for her; the world does not

suffer, but she does, and the suffering speedily puts her where she

belongs. There is not near so much danger from attempts to imitate Anna

Dickinson, as there is from the more common feminine attempts to rival

the _demi-monde_ of Paris in fantastic extravagance and luxury.

"As to how a woman may determine whether she has any such vocation,

there is a story quite in point. A good Methodist elder was listening to

an ardent young mechanic, who thought he had a call to throw up his shop

and go to preaching.

"'I feel,' said the young ardent, 'that I have a call to preach.'

"'Hast thou noticed whether people seem to have a call to hear thee?'

said the shrewd old man. 'I have always noticed that a true call of the

Lord may be known by this, that people have a _call_ to hear.'"

"Well," said Bob, "the most interesting question still remains: What are

to be the employments of woman? What ways are there for her to use her

talents, to earn her livelihood and support those who are dear to her,

when Providence throws that necessity upon her? This is becoming more

than ever one of the pressing questions of our age. The war has deprived

so many thousands of women of their natural protectors, that everything

must be thought of that may possibly open a way for their self-support."

"Well, let us look over the field," said my wife. "What is there for

woman?"

"In the first place," said I, "come the professions requiring natural

genius,--authorship, painting, sculpture, with the subordinate arts of

photographing, coloring, and finishing; but when all is told, these

furnish employment to a very limited number,--almost as nothing to the

whole. Then there is teaching, which is profitable in its higher

branches, and perhaps the very pleasantest of all the callings open to

woman; but teaching is at present an overcrowded profession, the

applicants everywhere outnumbering the places. Architecture and

landscape-gardening are arts every way suited to the genius of woman,

and there are enough who have the requisite mechanical skill and

mathematical education; and though never yet thought of for the sex,

that I know of, I do not despair of seeing those who shall find in this

field a profession at once useful and elegant. When women plan

dwelling-houses, the vast body of tenements to be let in our cities

will wear a more domestic and comfortable air, and will be built more

with reference to the real wants of their inmates."

"I have thought," said Bob, "that _agencies_ of various sorts, as

canvassing the country for the sale of books, maps, and engravings,

might properly employ a great many women. There is a large class whose

health suffers from confinement and sedentary occupations, who might, I

think, be both usefully and agreeably employed in business of this sort,

and be recruiting their health at the same time."

"Then," said my wife, "there is the medical profession."

"Yes," said I. "The world is greatly obliged to Miss Blackwell and other

noble pioneers who faced and overcame the obstacles to the attainment of

a thorough medical education by females. Thanks to them, a new and

lucrative profession is now open to educated women in relieving the

distresses of their own sex; and we may hope that in time, through their

intervention, the care of the sick may also become the vocation of

cultivated, refined, intelligent women, instead of being left, as

heretofore, to the ignorant and vulgar. The experience of our late war

has shown us what women of a high class morally and intellectually can

do in this capacity. Why should not this experience inaugurate a new and

sacred calling for refined and educated women? Why should not NURSING

become a vocation equal in dignity and in general esteem to the medical

profession, of which it is the right hand? Why should our dearest hopes,

in the hour of their greatest peril, be committed into the hands of

Sairey Gamps, when the world has seen Florence Nightingales?"

"Yes, indeed," said my wife; "I can testify, from my own experience,

that the sufferings and dangers of the sick-bed, for the want of

intelligent, educated nursing, have been dreadful. A prejudiced,

pig-headed, snuff-taking old woman, narrow-minded and vulgar, and more

confident in her own way than seven men that can render a reason, enters

your house at just the hour and moment when all your dearest earthly

hopes are brought to a crisis. She becomes absolute dictator over your

delicate, helpless wife and your frail babe,--the absolute dictator of

all in the house. If it be her sovereign will and pleasure to enact all

sorts of physiological absurdities in the premises, who shall say her

nay? 'She knows her business, she hopes!' And if it be her edict, as it

was of one of her class whom I knew, that each of her babies shall eat

four baked beans the day it is four days old, eat them it must; and if

the baby die in convulsions four days after, it is set down as the

mysterious will of an overruling Providence.

"I know and have seen women lying upon laced pillows under silken

curtains, who have been bullied and dominated over in the hour of their

greatest helplessness by ignorant and vulgar tyrants, in a way that

would scarce be thought possible in civilized society, and children that

have been injured or done to death by the same means. A celebrated

physician told me of a babe whose eyesight was nearly ruined by its

nurse taking a fancy to wash its eyes with camphor, 'to keep it from

catching cold,' she said. I knew another infant that was poisoned by the

nurse giving it laudanum in some of those patent nostrums which these

ignorant creatures carry secretly in their pockets, to secure quiet in

their little charges. I knew one delicate woman who never recovered from

the effects of being left at her first confinement in the hands of an

ill-tempered, drinking nurse, and whose feeble infant was neglected and

abused by this woman in a way to cause lasting injury. In the first four

weeks of infancy the constitution is peculiarly impressible; and infants

of a delicate organization may, if frightened and ill-treated, be the

subjects of just such a shock to the nervous system as in mature age

comes from the sudden stroke of a great affliction or terror. A bad

nurse may affect nerves predisposed to weakness in a manner they never

will recover from. I solemnly believe that the constitutions of more

women are broken up by bad nursing in their first confinement than by

any other cause whatever. And yet there are at the same time hundreds

and thousands of women wanting the means of support, whose presence in a

sick-room would be a benediction. I do trust that Miss Blackwell's band

of educated nurses will not be long in coming, and that the number of

such may increase till they effect a complete revolution in this

vocation. A class of cultivated, well-trained, intelligent nurses would

soon elevate the employment of attending on the sick into the noble

calling it ought to be, and secure for it its appropriate rewards."

"There is another opening for woman," said I,--"in the world of

business. The system of commercial colleges now spreading over our land

is a new and a most important development of our times. There that large

class of young men who have either no time or no inclination for an

extended classical education can learn what will fit them for that

active material life which in our broad country needs so many workers.

But the most pleasing feature of these institutions is, that the

complete course is open to women no less than to men, and women there

may acquire that knowledge of book-keeping and accounts, and of the

forms and principles of business transactions, which will qualify them

for some of the lucrative situations hitherto monopolized by the other

sex. And the expenses of the course of instruction are so arranged as

to come within the scope of very moderate means. A fee of fifty dollars

entitles a woman to the benefit of the whole course, and she has the

privilege of attending at any hours that may suit her own engagements

and convenience."

"Then, again," said my wife, "there are the departments of millinery and

dressmaking, and the various branches of needle-work, which afford

employment to thousands of women; there is type-setting, by which many

are beginning to get a living; there are the manufactures of cotton,

woollen, silk, and the numberless useful articles which employ female

hands in their fabrication,--all of them opening avenues by which, with

more or less success, a subsistence can be gained."

"Well, really," said Bob, "it would appear, after all, that there are

abundance of openings for women. What is the cause of the outcry and

distress? How is it that we hear of women starving, driven to vice and

crime by want, when so many doors of useful and profitable employment

stand open to them?"

"The question would easily be solved," said my wife, "if you could once

see the kind and class of women who thus suffer and starve. There may be

exceptions, but too large a portion of them are girls and women who _can

or will do no earthly thing well_,--and what is worse, are not willing

to take the pains to be taught to do anything well. I will describe to

you one girl, and you will find in every intelligence-office a hundred

of her kind to five thoroughly trained ones.

"Imprimis: she is rather delicate and genteel-looking, and you may know

from the arrangement of her hair just what the last mode is of disposing

of rats or waterfalls. She has a lace bonnet with roses, a silk

mantilla, a silk dress trimmed with velvet, a white skirt with sixteen

tucks and an embroidered edge, a pair of cloth gaiters, underneath which

are a pair of stockings without feet, the only pair in her possession.

She has no under-linen, and sleeps at night in the working-clothes she

wears in the day. She never seems to have in her outfit either comb,

brush, or tooth-brush of her own,--neither needles, thread, scissors,

nor pins; her money, when she has any, being spent on more important

articles, such as the lace bonnet or silk mantilla, or the rats and

waterfalls that glorify her head. When she wishes to sew, she borrows

what is needful of a convenient next neighbor; and if she gets a place

in a family as second girl, she expects to subsist in these respects by

borrowing of the better-appointed servants, or helping herself from the

family stores.

"She expects, of course, the very highest wages, if she condescends to

live out; and by help of a trim outside appearance and the many

vacancies that are continually occurring in households, she gets places,

where her object is to do just as little of any duty assigned to her as

possible, to hurry through her performances, put on her fine clothes,

and go a-gadding. She is on free and easy terms with all the men she

meets, and ready at jests and repartee, sometimes far from seemly. Her

time of service in any one place lasts indifferently from a fortnight to

two or three months, when she takes her wages, buys her a new parasol in

the latest style, and goes back to the intelligence-office. In the

different families where she has lived she has been told a hundred times

the proprieties of household life, how to make beds, arrange rooms, wash

china, glass, and silver, and set tables; but her habitual rule is to

try in each place how small and how poor services will be accepted. When

she finds less will not do, she gives more. When the mistress follows

her constantly, and shows an energetic determination to be well served,

she shows that she _can_ serve well; but the moment such attention

relaxes, she slides back again. She is as destructive to a house as a

fire; the very spirit of wastefulness is in her; she cracks the china,

dents the silver, stops the water-pipes with rubbish, and after she is

gone, there is generally a sum equal to half her wages to be expended in

repairing the effects of her carelessness. And yet there is one thing

to be said for her: she is quite as careful of her employer's things as

of her own. The full amount of her mischiefs often does not appear at

once, as she is glib of tongue, adroit in apologies, and lies with as

much alertness and as little thought of conscience as a blackbird

chatters. It is difficult for people who have been trained from

childhood in the school of verities,--who have been lectured for even

the shadow of a prevarication, and shut up in disgrace for a lie, till

truth becomes a habit of their souls,--it is very difficult for people

so educated to understand how to get on with those who never speak the

truth except by mere accident, who assert any and everything that comes

into their heads with all the assurance and all the energy of perfect

verity.

"What becomes of this girl? She finds means, by begging, borrowing,

living out, to keep herself extremely trim and airy for a certain length

of time, till the rats and waterfalls, the lace hat and parasol, and the

glib tongue, have done their work in making a fool of some honest young

mechanic who earns three dollars a day. She marries him with no higher

object than to have somebody to earn money for her to spend. And what

comes of such marriages?

"That is _one_ ending of her career; the other is on the street, in

haunts of vice, in prison, in drunkenness, and death.

"Whence come these girls? They are as numerous as yellow butterflies in

autumn; they flutter up to cities from the country; they grow up from

mothers who ran the same sort of career before them; and the reason why

in the end they fall out of all reputable employment and starve on poor

wages is, that they become physically, mentally, and morally incapable

of rendering any service which society will think worth paying for."

"I remember," said I, "that the head of the most celebrated dress-making

establishment in New York, in reply to the appeals of the needle-women

of the city for sympathy and wages, came out with published statements

to this effect: that the difficulty lay not in unwillingness of

employers to pay what work was worth, but in finding any work worth

paying for; that she had many applicants, but among them few who could

be of real use to her; that she, in common with everybody in this

country who has any kind of serious responsibilities to carry, was

continually embarrassed for want of skilled work-people, who could take

and go on with the labor of her various departments without her constant

supervision; that out of a hundred girls, there would not be more than

five to whom she could give a dress to be made and dismiss it from her

mind as something certain to be properly done.

"Let people individually look around their own little sphere, and ask

themselves if they know any woman really excelling in any _valuable_

calling or accomplishment who is suffering for want of work. All of us

know seamstresses, dress-makers, nurses, and laundresses, who have made

themselves such a reputation, and are so beset and overcrowded with

work, that the whole neighborhood is constantly on its knees to them

with uplifted hands. The fine seamstress, who can cut and make

trousseaus and layettes in elegant perfection, is always engaged six

months in advance; the pet dress-maker of a neighborhood must be engaged

in May for September, and in September for May; a laundress who sends

your clothes home in nice order always has all the work that she can do.

Good work in any department is the rarest possible thing in our American

life; and it is a fact that the great majority of workers, both in the

family and out, do only tolerably well,--not so badly that it actually

cannot be borne, yet not so well as to be a source of real, thorough

satisfaction. The exceptional worker in every neighborhood, who does

things really _well_, can always set her own price, and is always having

more offering than she can possibly do.

"The trouble, then, in finding employment for women lies deeper than the

purses or consciences of the employers; it lies in the want of education

in women; the want of _education_, I say,--meaning by education that

which fits a woman for practical and profitable employment in life, and

not mere common school learning."

"Yes," said my wife; "for it is a fact that the most troublesome and

hopeless persons to provide for are often those who have a good medium

education, but no feminine habits, no industry, no practical

calculation, no muscular strength, and no knowledge of any one of

woman's peculiar duties. In the earlier days of New England, women, as a

class, had far fewer opportunities for acquiring learning, yet were far

better educated, physically and morally, than now. The high school did

not exist; at the common school they learned reading, writing, and

arithmetic, and practised spelling; while at home they did the work of

the household. They were cheerful, bright, active, ever on the alert,

able to do anything, from the harnessing and driving of a horse to the

finest embroidery. The daughters of New England in those days looked the

world in the face without a fear. They shunned no labor; they were

afraid of none; and they could always find their way to a living."

"But although less instructed in school learning," said I, "they showed

no deficiency in intellectual acumen. I see no such women, nowadays, as

some I remember of that olden time,--women whose strong minds and ever

active industry carried on reading and study side by side with

household toils.

"I remember a young lady friend of mine, attending a celebrated

boarding-school, boarded in the family of a woman who had never been to

school longer than was necessary to learn to read and write, yet who was

a perfect cyclopedia of general information. The young scholar used to

take her Chemistry and Natural Philosophy into the kitchen, where her

friend was busy with her household work, and read her lessons to her,

that she might have the benefit of her explanations; and so, while the

good lady scoured her andirons or kneaded her bread, she lectured to her

_protégée_ on mysteries of science far beyond the limits of the

text-book. Many of the graduates of our modern high schools would find

it hard to shine in conversation on the subjects they had studied, in

the searching presence of some of these vigorous matrons of the olden

time, whose only school had been the leisure hours gained by energy and

method from their family cares."

"And in those days," said my wife, "there lived in our families a class

of American domestics, women of good sense and good powers of

reflection, who applied this sense and power of reflection to household

matters. In the early part of my married life, I myself had American

'help'; and they were not only excellent servants, but trusty and

invaluable friends. But now, all this class of applicants for domestic

service have disappeared, I scarce know why or how. All I know is, there

is no more a Betsey or a Lois, such as used to take domestic cares off

my shoulders so completely."

"Good heavens! where are they?" cried Bob. "Where do they hide? I would

search through the world after such a prodigy!"

"The fact is," said I, "there has been a slow and gradual reaction

against household labor in America. Mothers began to feel that it was a

sort of _curse_, to be spared, if possible, to their daughters; women

began to feel that they were fortunate in proportion as they were able

to be entirely clear of family responsibilities. Then Irish labor began

to come in, simultaneously with a great advance in female education.

"For a long while nothing was talked of, written of, thought of, in

teachers' meetings, conventions, and assemblies, but the neglected state

of female education; and the whole circle of the arts and sciences was

suddenly introduced into our free-school system, from which needle-work

as gradually and quietly was suffered to drop out. The girl who attended

the primary and high school had so much study imposed on her that she

had no time for sewing or housework; and the delighted mother was only

too happy to darn her stockings and do the housework alone, that her

daughter might rise to a higher plane than she herself had attained to.

The daughter, thus educated, had, on coming to womanhood, no solidity of

muscle, no manual dexterity, no practice or experience in domestic life;

and if she were to seek a livelihood, there remained only teaching, or

some feminine trade, or the factory."

"These factories," said my wife, "have been the ruin of hundreds and

hundreds of our once healthy farmers' daughters and others from the

country. They go there young and unprotected; they live there in great

boarding-houses, and associate with a promiscuous crowd, without even

such restraints of maternal supervision as they would have in great

boarding-schools; their bodies are enfeebled by labor often necessarily

carried on in a foul and heated atmosphere; and at the hours when off

duty, they are exposed to all the dangers of unwatched intimacy with the

other sex.

"Moreover, the factory-girl learns and practises but one thing,--some

one mechanical movement, which gives no scope for invention, ingenuity,

or any other of the powers called into play by domestic labor; so that

she is in reality unfitted in every way for family duties.

"Many times it has been my lot to try, in my family service, girls who

have left factories; and I have found them wholly useless for any of the

things which a woman ought to be good for. They knew nothing of a house,

or what ought to be done in it; they had imbibed a thorough contempt of

household labor, and looked upon it but as a _dernier ressort_; and it

was only the very lightest of its tasks that they could even begin to

think of. I remember I tried to persuade one of these girls, the pretty

daughter of a fisherman, to take some lessons in washing and ironing.

She was at that time engaged to be married to a young mechanic, who

earned something like two or three dollars a day.

"'My child,' said I, 'you will need to understand all kinds of

housework, if you are going to be married.'

"She tossed her little head,--

"'Indeed, she wasn't going to trouble herself about that.'

"'But who will get up your husband's shirts?'

"'O, he must put them out. I'm not going to be married to make a slave

of myself!'

"Another young factory-girl, who came for table and parlor work, was so

full of airs and fine notions, that it seemed as difficult to treat with

her as with a princess. She could not sweep, because it blistered her

hands, which, in fact, were long and delicate; she could not think of

putting them into hot dish-water, and for that reason preferred washing

the dishes in cold water; she required a full hour in the morning to

make her toilet; she was laced so tightly that she could not stoop

without vertigo, and her hoops were of dimensions which seemed to render

it impossible for her to wait upon table; she was quite exhausted with

the effort of ironing the table-napkins and chamber-towels;--yet she

could not think of 'living out' under two dollars a week.

"Both these girls had had a good free-school education, and could read

any amount of novels, write a tolerable letter, but had not learned

anything with sufficient accuracy to fit them for teachers. They were

pretty, and their destiny was to marry and lie a dead weight on the

hands of some honest man, and to increase, in their children, the number

of incapables."

"Well," said Bob, "what would you have? What is to be done?"

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