Oh, the women I have seen trading upon
the credulity of men! And when I think how I did this myself! If men
were wise, they would give us the vote, and a share in the world's
work--anything that would bring us out into the light of day, and
break the spell of mystery that hangs round us!
"By the way," she wrote in another letter, "there will be trouble if
you come down here. I was telling Dr. Perrin about you, and your
ideas about fasting, and mental healing, and the rest of your fads.
He got very much excited. It seems that he takes his diploma
seriously, and he's not willing to be taught by amateur experiments.
He wanted me to take some pills, and I refused, and I think now he
blames you for it. He has found a bond of sympathy with my husband,
who proves his respect for authority by taking whatever he is told
to take. Dr. Perrin got his medical training here in the South, and
I imagine he's ten or twenty years behind the rest of the medical
world. Douglas picked him out because he'd met him socially. It
makes no difference to me--because I don't mean to have any
doctoring done to me!"
Then, on top of these things, would come a cry from her soul.
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