New York City gets all the great artists, lecturers, and surely the great fakirs.

The New York women support them.
The men laugh, but they furnish the money.

They take the women to the theaters, but they cut out the reception to a Polish princess, a lecture by an Indian magician and mystic, or a benefit luncheon for a Home for Friendless Cats.

The truth is most of our young girls or brides have a wonderful enthusiasm worthy of a better cause.

What is to become of their surplus energy, the bottled-lightning spirit so characteristic of modern girls?
Where is the outlet for intense feelings?
What use can they make of education or of gifts?
They just can't, that's all.