Men have always said a sight about it, I hain't alone in it," he snapped out.
"No," sez I honestly, "I've hearn it before.

But you see it wouldn't work, don't you?
And I believe I could convince every man if I could git to 'em and talk it over with 'em.

And I don't see where the beauty on't would come in; of course a woman couldn't change her clothes and put on Greek drapery right in the midst of cleanin' the buttery shelves or moppin' off the back steps.

And to see a woman standin' up on a pedestal with an old calico dress pinned up round her waist and a slat sunbunnet on and her pardner's rubber boots, and her sleeves rolled up, and her face red as blood with hard work, and her hands all swelled up with hot soap suds and lye, what beauty would there be in it?
It always did seem onreasonable besides bein' so tuckerin' no woman could stand it for a day." He looked mad as a hen and sez he, "They could manage it if their minds wuz strong enough." Sez I, "It seems to me it would depend more on the strength of their legs, specially if the pedestal wuz a high one.

I never could git up onto it at all if I should go into it without gittin' up on a chair and then on a table.