‘A Lady’ is at Work (A Fragment)

Fascinating window on Edwardian attitudes to work, in this (undated, as per… circa 1915?) article transcribed from a torn publication. Sadly no clue as to how the piece progresses, nor what kind of ‘work’ she’s ‘at’.

‘A Lady’ is at Work

A Lady is at Work

It is my long-held belief, as it was my father’s and his great aunt’s before him, that there is no more malignant disease than that which affects the minds of whosoever finds credence in the loathsome tenet that all work is, to some degree or other, dignified.

From commonplace whoring, to the fabrication of boot-blacking; from more specialised whoring, to the lofty and yet lowly reparation of roofing slates – there is no industry that can appeal to the sensitivities and modest consciousness of this correspondent without that gentle authoress reaching blindly, helplessly, for her cane and swishing it wildly back and forth in the simple hope of banishing its actual or implied presence from her domicile, or, indeed, from the well-tended and perfumed abode of her mind.

Thus was my attitude defined, Christian and steadfast, when I found myself in the presence of a naked man. A torso of burnished mahoga [fragment ends]


About Stevie Mitchell

I come from a long line of cartoons and beer. I was once peed on by a tiger. Hoping the resultant super-powers are yet to come, cos if these are they, then, grrrr....
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