THE MATERIALISTS

At dusk, years ago, the onyx clock struck the somber hour of nine and the little fair haired child ran to his mother's knee to say his prayers. When he came to the end with, "bless father", he was startled by a large warm tear fallen from his mother's great brown eyes. Then he too knew that father would not be home until late, and --. But the girls of Akron University have been to the movies too often to fall prey to the mere tailor made suavity of a smiling male. When their little Willie of the future says his prayers, it is going to be in the presence of the entire family, with father sitting in the corner by the radio reading the Times and smoking his good-night pipe.

Built on the high hills of feminine superiority, the ideal home of the Akron University co-ed stands ready to receive her and the spouse of her choice. The walls will always glisten with clean white paint, for the male selected to preserve the material sanctity of this home must be qualified with an income of at least two thousand five hundred dollars a year. Unfortunately there must remain one vestige of the archaic male predominance, for the vulgar advantage of physical strength still cannot be argued away even by the eloquence of Lucy Stone. But no more concessions. The immobile circumstances of fate must yield to feminine efficiency and cunning. In this age of uncertainty, the well insured man is wisely given preferment in the stead of the healthy athlete. After all, the Akron girl knows a good wife must be a good provider.