However, if you will write your address on this card I will wire you if I have any work--that is, any outside work--which I think a woman can do.

The woman's column of the _Bugle_, as you are probably aware, is already in good hands." Miss Jennie seemed annoyed that all her elaborate preparations were thrown away on this man, who never raised his eyes nor glanced at her, except once, during their conversation.
"I do not aspire," she said, rather shortly, "to the position of editor of a woman's column.

I never read a woman's column myself, and, unlike Mr.Grant Allen, I never met a woman who did." She succeeded in making the editor lift his eyes towards her for the second time.
"Neither do I intend to leave you my address so that you may send a wire to me if you have anything that you think I can do.

What I wish is a salaried position on your staff." "My good woman," said the editor brusquely, "that is utterly impossible.
I may tell you frankly that I don't believe in women journalists.

The articles we publish by women are sent to this office from their own homes.