There is no greater proof of how much this weary round wears on women than the acts of the few who feel themselves strong enough in their position to defy custom.They have thrown off the yoke (at least the younger ones have) doubtless backed up by their husbands, for men are much quicker to see the aimlessness of this stupid social routine.First they broke down the great New-Year-call "grind." Men over forty doubtless recall with a shudder, that awful custom which compelled a man to get into his dress clothes at ten A.M., and pass his day rushing about from house to house like a postman.Out-of-town clubs and sport helped to do away with that remnant of New Amsterdam.Next came the male revolt from the afternoon "tea" or "musical." A black coat is rare now at either of these functions, or if seen is pretty sure to be on a back over fifty.Next, we lords of creation refused to call at all, or leave our cards.A married woman now leaves her husband's card with her own, and sisters leave the "pasteboard" of their brothers and often those of their brothers' friends.Any combination is good enough to "shoot a card."In London the men have gone a step further.It is not uncommon to hear a young man boast that he never owned a visiting card or made a "duty" call in his life.Neither there nor with us does a man count as a "call" a quiet cup of tea with a woman he likes, and a cigarette and quiet talk until dressing time.Let the young women have courage and take matters into their own hands.(The older ones are hopeless and will go on pushing this Juggernaut car over each other's weary bodies, until the end of the chapter.) Let them have the courage occasionally to "refuse" something, to keep themselves free from aimless engagements, and bring this paste-board war to a close.If a woman is attractive, she will be asked out all the same, never fear! If she is not popular, the few dozen of "egg-shell extra" that she can manage to slip in at the front doors of her acquaintances will not help her much.
第41章 _The Treadmill._(2)（2 / 3）