THE HUMAN FEMALE-BY ONE.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIII, Issue VIII, 25 August 1894, Page 176

THE HUMAN FEMALE-BY ONE.

I’ve just read ‘ Man and Woman,’ but of course don’t

understand it; I gather that our present state is quite as nature planned it; For man is all that’s great and good, and generous, and positive, While woman’s ac- (I wonder that it doesn’t say in-) quisitive.

I do not marvel now that we are morbid or emotional, Inclined to fads of every kind, domestic and devotional;

Our speech is likely to be vain, our literature italic, Why, Mr Havelock Ellis says we’re dolichocephalic !

Of course we cannot ‘ smell a rat,’ we’re lacking in olfaction ; We don’t know when we’re ‘ touching pitch,’ we’ve snch imperfect taction ; Our moral sense is rather low, and as for sensibility— Why, Havelock Ellis says that we adhere to infantility !

No wonder we are ignorant, and silly and obstreperous, And all the other epithets with which mankind be pepper us ; A brain of huge proportions is the only special boon I see. And that’s a sign, apparently, of epileptic lunacy. I do not wish to quarrel with the dictates of creation, ( rho’ this account of my inside is quite a revelation I) But if you say I’m ana , Mr Ellis, for a frolic. Don’t wonder if I’m hyper-, too, and sometimes dia-bolic.