From the Evening Star, January 12, 1913. By Philander Johnson. Oh, a suffragette will suffer And you need not try to bluff her With remarks about her being out of place. The ballot she will better, She will hand-paint every letter Till it proves a work of rare artistic grace. It is true that some are dashing Madly in for window smashing, And we tremble at reports from far away. But the ladies bent on voting, We are happy to be noting, Manage matters better in the U. S. A. When they go about campaigning They don’t start in with complaining That a man is nothing but “a horrid brute.” It is such an easy matter His intelligence to flatter Till he thinks he’s very wise and something cute. While they’re mighty in convention They can also claim attention By a smile and by a twinkle of the eye. They don’t make ferocious speeches. They’re not lemons. They are peaches. And no doubt they’ll all be voting by and by.