WHAT ARCHIBALD THINKS.

Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 6, Issue 243, 19 January 1917, Page 4 (Supplement)

WHAT ARCHIBALD THINKS.

WOMEN WORKERS. I've been thinking, my lad, I've been .thinking hard the la-t any or two,' said Archibald. "No, thinking, not dnnk-AU-r. 1 wish you waif.un t put those wicked thoughts into my head; you ve jsent mv throat aill ot a twiu-h. i nere o a lot of difference between thinking jand drinking. I'may think, but -t idoesn't follow-but there s no sense in .wasting my breath Horace, I inow you ve got holes in both jom *°- Anything more to say? No? Well, I've been thinking that one of the bigee.st problems we shall have to iace atw tnis Hun-versus-the-world-scnip £ ■over is—the women workers, specially xlie married woman worker. "No, no, not a shortage or era, rLoi--we On the contrary, there 11 be so -many out of work that you wont be to get near a shop w.ndow no. ill at you ever want to. CAN'T SCRUB IN A FI R COAT. " But from being in the No. 1 Comixiny of Munition Workers, earning anything up to three or four quid a week—think of it, Horace, let join ieebla mind dwell on the rustle ot the notes! —they will start on a Monday .morning in their own home and then housekeeping allowance will be lit teen Vf those circular silver c»".s, cal. J -bobs, to keep themselves, the old man, jtnd whatever number of young hopefuls it has been their luck to rear. An» -anything they have over at the end ot the week they can put towards a lace •blouse. . , ,- "How about their sables a,nd diamond rings then, Horace? Fancy scrubbing a floor in a fur coat that cost tea .■of the best I And going t!cwn the tflgn Road with a string bag cn your nam .and a twenty quid real gold genuine stono ring on your wedding-finger. "Think of it—or, rather, vou'd better aiot think of it, because 1 don t want tto send round ev&rv lwuf-hour to >OO if you've recovered v-onsciousness. '• And vou can bet your down-at-tue-'lieel boots, old thing, that Master. Tommy, when he comes •tavortin' back from the Kaiser's .Summer Residence will want •to know -what's going to happen to him. 'How about my job? lies going -to ask. 'Very scary,' says the stuffy r.rcprietor, 'but Mrs. O'Reilly is doing your job, and doing it very well, too. " Anct of course Tommy will take it -all with a smile, spring to attention, s 'lute his late boss, and go home aitd cry. I think not, Horace. TROUBLE BETWEEN BILT. AM/ LIZZIE. A "Well, I've thought and thought until all my pocket-money has gone and { haven't been able to raise my hand .to my mouth for sheer fatigue. Ani ih« only way out of this little packet -*>f trouble is to Institute the 'turn-and-turn 1 business. You know what I .-mean. Bill, he works one week, and Elizabeth she tucks in on the followin' Monday morning and dots her 4 whack. That's what's clalled tlie "Equality of the Sexes,' Horace. It ;i 4v©ep 'em both ibusy and happy—as happy as any man can lie. who s made a mistake in iiis youth and paid a dog s licence to the parson instaad of to nearest post office. "All the same, it's a conundrum, -my lad, it's a conundrum which wit! wrwit a lot of heads like mine to nettle-. Mv only hope. Horace, is that tuey won't get what they caW n Governni'ent Select Comm : ssion at work on it. If -they do we shall have another war on •top of us before the question s sett.ed. And in the meantime Bill won t iw -able to work because Lizzie s pinched bip job, and Lizzie won't be abie to -work because Bill won't let her. "Horace, iny lad, if you want to keen your hair from curlin' and your •thinkin' cells from paralysis, don't yoa •clwo'.l on this problem unless 1 m wiv.i vou."