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they might well think also of the grasp of a trained mind and of the wisdom that should come with a wider outlook. Those who disparage a college education for women go further and wound deeper. .“To a woman,” they say, “such an education is a social disadvantage; for it spoils her. The ideal of manhood is one thing, that of womanhood another. Learning and the learned professions are for men; public life is for men. It remains for women to make themselves charming through their accomplishments and to live in their affections. A masculine woman is as bad as an effeminate man; and a pedantic woman is worse than either. Moreover, studying mars beauty, for which every woman longs, whether she admits it or not, and to which every man, whatever he may say, pays gratifying homage.” All this has been said so often that I hesitate to repeat it; yet, however familiar it is, and however false it may be, it raises a question that is vital. “In college study," said a great man, “it seems conclusively proved that women can do all that men can do— we do not yet know at what sacrifice.” Is there necessarily a sacrifice ?
First, as to pedantry. No doubt we have all seen young women in whom college education developed a pedantry to which they were predisposed; and we have seen just such young men. Yet among the agents for knocking pedantry out of young people I should count college life. In college if we appear pedantic, our friends contrive to tell us so in ways hard to forget; and besides, the more we know, the more we know we don't know. Just as the study of Anglo-Saxon is the best remedy for mistaken purism, so in every part of learning, one good look at the mountains of knowledge, however far away, shows us pedantry and dogmatism as the miserable little molehills that they really are. After all, learning is no necessary part of the equipment of a pedant. Mr. Casaubon was no more a pedant than Mr. Micawber, nor Anna Comnena than Mrs. Malaprop. Nor are masculine women commoner in college than out of it; there is no sex in learning and nothing ungentle. Nor does college study, mingled with the out-of-door life in a place like this, hurt either complexion or constitution so much as parties and theatregoing. I doubt whether any one of you has ever lived or will ever live a healthier life than she has lived here, or a life of higher and more womanly ideals. One girl means to be a teacher; another, though not a teacher or anything with a distinct name, means to be an alert, intelligent, helpful member of society. Each comes to college that, working and playing with other girls both like and unlike herself, she may look wider and deeper over and into human life, — not that she may be less womanly, but that she may be more of a woman. If now and then the love of learning and the discovery of scholarly talent lead a girl to give up all thought of a domestic life, it is not pedantry or masculinity; it is rather the deliberate dedication of her strength to what she believes to be its fitting service. “I shall never forget,” said a college boy, “the way Professor X talked of ethics — as if ethics were his daughter.” This is the way some women feel about learning, or philanthropy, or any other great cause to which they give their lives ; and who shall say that they are wrong?
The one serious danger which I can see in a college education for women is the danger of intellectual unrest, of chafing, in the daily duties of later life, at the meagreness of intellectual opportunity. A man, even by those who regard his college life as an essential social experience to be achieved with the least possible study, is expected on leaving college to get work at once. A woman is expected to get it if there is nobody to support her: otherwise she may go home and may find between her college life and the home life that she reënters a perilous gap. Suppose she goes out into what is called society. After four years of steady employment, of constant, stimulating friendship, of high intellectual privilege, and of rapid growth in taste and knowledge, how mean and wearisome and inexcusable seems the round of parties and calls, how cheap much of what she used to regard as intellectual ! She may have to live in a town where the leading thinkers discuss the attributes of “the pagan god Zé-us” and find the highest achievement of literature in the chariot race from “ Ben Hur." How shall she adjust herself to such a life as this ? how live in it with modest strength? Or suppose her parents are country people and she goes home to help her mother. Disgusted with herself as she