for being late, saying she had been cleaning the windowpanes.. She meets her women friends and tells them with pride of the work she has accomplished that day.. And what shame is there in work! So long as the house is her house, all its tasks are sacred in her eyes, and have their own sanctity...

At whatever hour you come to her — in the morning, in the evening, or at any other time — you always find her trim, as though ready to have her picture taken! By that I do not mean that she is extrav-agant in finery and adornment, spending hours before her mirror; on the contrary, she is orderly, and elegance is an inborn trait in her. Her hair may be tied back with a ribbon like a schoolgirl's, but it is dressed with art; her face is clean, and her dress is the very

dress that ought to be worn for that particular occasion — whether it be cooking, or tidying the house, or receiving a dear friend, or a cocktail party!

And when we come to speak of her taste we reach the summit: it is she who designs the styles of her dresses herself, and sews most of them with the help of a simple home seamstress; and she boasts that this dress cost her such-and-such a trifling sum, and if one of her friends admires it, she invites her with sincere enthusiasm to copy its style, and smooths every facility for her!!..

And after all this, it is natural

for a woman with such a sense of responsibility, and such devotion in her work, that her time should fall short for social activity — or perhaps there are other reasons; in any case, Mrs. Zalfa Chamoun is by no means the society lady. She is a lady of the house, in all the noble feminine meanings of the word — nor is she inclined toward political affairs; but she agrees with her husband in the view that the Lebanese woman has until now suffered a great injustice through man's tyranny, and that efforts will be made in this era

to do woman justice and bring her