The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1847-08-26

family q u should be, bul wish 20 gre
a Isir example II every day life al home.
| Ny neighbour, Mr.. Henson. lawyer b
profession. Is what the world calls re-
spectacle man. Ills income 10 small, bur
he married laiy who was able 20 furnish
their small house handsomely. and they
have some hopesafProsperiiy IN revcrsion.
Mrs. u. was educated in modern times,
and somewhat fashionahly, so that the
host Of evils which ignorant young house
keepers are heir 20, come Ihirk and fast
upon her, when she started on The doubt.
ful pilgrimage ofmairimOnial life.
| But she had firm principles, energy Of
character. and devoted love Tor her hus.
band-all good slimulanls IN the path Of
duty. She braved like . heroine all the
"leaPotiempesis." which often come from
the clouds not 50 "big as a mans hand, |"
and 10 due lime. succeeded in making a
cheerful and faithful manager Of their eco
nomleal establishment. Mrs. ID. has been
a wife twelve years, and is a mother Of
1--WE children, the youngest but a babe. and
the family are a. happy rs large portion
Of families.
II is Monday morning. and this speaks
" unulterable things" 10 New England
wife, who has been married dnzen years.
Mr.. Benson has had his breakfast in sea.
son-has kissed The children. and gone 10
the office, where the boy has good IRE
the books and papers are all 10 good or.
der, and Mr.. ID. siis down 10 answer a few
agreeable demands upon his time. which
will eventually inrn 10 cash. He goes
home TO dinner punctnalIy NJ one O'Clock
lit is ready ior hnn--he takes il quietly,
perhaps; frulics ten minutes with the ba-
by, and then hurries hack 10 the office.
Al The hour az tea he goes home--eyery
thing is cheerful. and, 10 quote the simple
rhyme Of an old sung,
The hearth was rlean. the Gre was clear,
The kettle Was on fos tea;
Benson was IN his rocking chair,
Aud blesi as men could he.
But how has il been with Mrs. Benson
through the cay She has an ill-natured
girl m the kitchen, who will do half the
work, only, at nine shillngs per week.
Monday morning! eight o'elock-four
children must be ready for SCHOOLGIRLS.
d. must sponge their laces-smoOth their
haiI--see that books, states, pencils, pock-
Ct handkerchieis, Eyes, four Of lhem,) are
are all M order aud now the baby is cry
ing--the fire is low--ii is time Sally should
begin 10 wash the parlor, the chambers.
the breakfast things are all waiting. Well,
by song 10 the baby, who lies kicking
in the cradle-a smile TO smooihe uflied
Sally, and with all the energy that mind
tened OGi, and i6s iolty pile Of weeks
rearing begins TO grow less; but tine
shorlens with tit is almos, dinner time
by some accident that Join, Of meat Is
lrozen--company calls-Mr. Benson for-
got 10 get any eggs on Saturday. Mrs. ID.
must do The next best way-the bell rings
twelye--lhe door opens, and in rush the
children from sclIool--John has torn his
pan,aloons--Mary must have some mon
ey, then. TO get thimble, she had just lost
William has cut his finger with a
piece OF glass, and is calling loudly for his
mother.
Poor Mrs. Benson enleavors 10 keep
cheerful and delighted in the hubbub: and
now The dinner by .her efforts alone, is up
on the table. Her husband comes in and
perhaps wonders the "pie is not little
better warmed" and with this comment
and smile on the baby, he is off, till it il
time for tea. forbear to finish the day
Mr.. Editor, and shall only say, the after
noon is made up Of little trials, too small
TO mention, but large enough 10 Try tn
faith and patience Of all the patriarchs.
Now, sir, this wife has surely borne III,
burden and heat Of the day; her limb
are wearied-her whole energy oil min'
,, and body exhausted she is exhorte,
. " to welcome her husband with smile.
. She does il, for woman's love is strong
: or than death. would ask, should no
; Mr.. Benson give his wife smile wha
a has he done to tighten her cares throug
. the day How is il! III nine cases on
: of ten, after sitting an idle hour, he wish
: es Mrs. b. would put all those noisy chi
= dren to bed--he should be glad to hav
!. her tell David to go TO the post Office fc
letters and papers, and at length, whe
half way between sleeping and wakin.
he looks at his pale, exhausted heip-ma,
and exclaiins--. Well, wife, you begin |
look little latigued.'
{" I cannot ask you, Mr.. Editor. if m
re- picture is not true one, for you are
!" stranger TO the joys and cares Of marie
>, life: but | pray you be more just, an
!. now and then exhort husbands to do the
s. part towards making home agreeable
IN their wives, when the latter have, like A
m lass, borne world Of cares and yexatiol
10 through the day. .."a
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