I don’t like the tone of the common comment of the American medical profession about the neurotic condition of our American women.  Our physicians are saying that there is not one American woman in a hundred who is nervously normal.  The profession declares that they are excitable, irritable, peevish, and that this unfortunate state is produced by the unnatural and absurd tension they are under all the time.

Their so-called “social duties”; the minute and nerve-destroying precision of their housekeeping; their unnecessary overloading of themselves with tasks futile and fictitious; the determination to “appear” a little better than their neighbors, and, above all, to have their children (their one or two children) particularly spick and span; the long catalogue of folly into which our high-geared, modern civilization has led our women, and through no fault of theirs—­“all these,” said an eminent neurologist, in talking of this absorbing topic, “are impairing the agreeableness and curtailing the usefulness of our women, and will in the end destroy our women themselves.”

I hope it is not true.  If it is true, we had better find the cause of it and apply the remedy, or we are a lost people; for that nation is doomed whose women have ceased to be vital, good-tempered, and home-loving.

May not the too heavy early education of young girls have something to do with this later desperation of their nerves?  Is not the blood taken from vital centers where Nature meant it to go for the upbuilding of womanhood and forced into the brain at a period when Nature meant that brain to be the very paradise of joyous dreams and happy imaginings?  While we may thus gain a staccato smartness, a jerky and inconsequent brilliancy, do we not lose something of the natural woman and the delicious heartiness, spontaneous wit and instinctive wisdom of her?  I venture no opinion here—­I merely suggest the query.  Why don’t the doctors begin a crusade about this?  It is their business.

The keen, practical sense of women in purely business affairs has been noted in other papers, and the causes of it.  The young man who neglects this helpfulness simply throws away wisdom.  Not to counsel with your wife on business matters that affect your mutual fortune is sheer stupidity.  Also, it is morally wrong.  From the very nature of her she is more interested than you in strengthening the walls of your new home, in making your joint experiment in the living of life a beautiful success.  Her words are the counsel of instinct, and therefore of Nature.  And Nature is wise.

Of course there are some things you cannot tell her.  If you are a lawyer, or a doctor, you are dishonorable if you tell your wife or any other human being any secret of client or patient.  Not that she is not to be trusted—­for she is.  She will carry to her grave any secret that affects you.  But the disclosures of client or patient are not your secrets.  If they were, she would be entitled to know them—­ought to know them.  But no woman of sense will permit you to tell her any professional confidences.  Don’t expect her to be helpful to you in your profession or occupation except by counsel.