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Show Tha Real and tht Idsal. A woman who hasn't any husband told an audience audi-ence to whom she was making a political speech recently re-cently that women wanted their husbands to be like President Roosevelt. She said he was the ideal type of man. She is probably the type of woman who makes talks about rearing children to mothers' clubs, the majority of the yuembers of which are spinsters. She probably admires the Tresident very much, but she hasn't the most remote idea of what she is talking talk-ing about. ' Now, to be like Mr. Roosevelt would take so much of the time of the average man that he would have little opportunity to become acquainted with his wife. By the time he had settled a few state problems, seen that there were no cracks in the big stick, practiced his jiu jitsu, written a few letters of acceptance, dashed off a volume of two or history, planned a Western hunting trip and taken a horseback horse-back ride his day would be pretty well occupied. The husband the average woman is lucky to have is the one who will get up in the morning and start the fire, after breakfast hurry down to shop or office of-fice and hustle for enough to buy the necessaries that are constantly costing more and come home in tho evening with a cheery word. If he sits down and is quiet for a time instead of being strenuous he will pot be living up to the Roosevelt ideal perhaps, but if his wife is sensible she will conclude that a real husband of that sort is worth all the ideals that ever were cherished. Mr. Roosevelt is an admirable man in many respects, re-spects, but he is only a man after all. He is not an ideal and he wouldn't want to be. If we were, all like him there would be a painful monotony. But, poor man, he is at the mercy of his fool friends some-t:mes, some-t:mes, and some of them it seems are women. |