`` I suppose you are in favor of votes for women , Miss Cornelia , '' said Gilbert . `` I 'm not hankering after the vote , believe ME , '' said Miss Cornelia scornfully . '' I know what it is to clean up after the men . But some of these days , when the men realize they 've got the world into a mess they ca n't get it out of , they 'll be glad to give us the vote , and shoulder their troubles over on us . That 's THEIR scheme . Oh , it 's well that women are patient , believe ME ! '' `` What about Job ? '' suggested Captain Jim . `` Job ! It was such a rare thing to find a patient man that when one was really discovered they were determined he should n't be forgotten , '' retorted Miss Cornelia triumphantly . `` Anyhow , the virtue does n't go with the name . There never was such an impatient man born as old Job Taylor over harbor . '' `` Well , you know , he had a good deal to try him , Cornelia . Even you ca n't defend his wife . I always remember what old William MacAllister said of her at her funeral , ` There 's nae doot she was a Chreestian wumman , but she had the de'il 's own temper . ' '' `` I suppose she WAS trying , '' admitted Miss Cornelia reluctantly , `` but that did n't justify what Job said when she died . He rode home from the graveyard the day of the funeral with my father . He never said a word till they got near home . Then he heaved a big sigh and said , ` You may not believe it , Stephen , but this is the happiest day of my life ! ' Was n't that like a man ? ''
`` I s ` pose poor old Mrs. Job did make life kinder uneasy for him , '' reflected Captain XXXXX .
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