Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1855-01-20
e She always made Home Happy

# one who had gone before"
" W.T. botter tribute could be offered to the
"n of fine loved and lost Eloquence with
hor loftiest e,logy-poesy with her most thrilling
a Enca could afford nothing so sweet, so touching
W ss,gaestiye of the virtues OF the dead as those
snne words She always made home happy"
ID aar t}is. mothers, wives and daughters, and
.h;nt of your own duty. How many could have
same said of them in trnthfuness aud sincerity?
' Az that woman whose splendid residence attracts
.ha oaze of every passcr-by. Thousands have
haen lavished on those imposing walls, long colon
ps ses and high arched windows and now and then
ron obtain a glimpse OF costly hanging, rich car
w., and tail mirrors which dazzle you with their
ip.aan;Gcencc. Often you pause a moment and look
;1tflv in through the half-cosed blinds and muir
m,v 10 yourself as you pass on; 81 should think
a.. .,' no,sessor of all this might enjoy life"
ppt Won are sadly mistaken. The dove of Peace
uoror folds her white wings by that fireside; the
,,ote shirt Of content never sheds her holy intiu-
go go ,bore The master Of the mansion though
vet in his prime, seems prematurely Old there IS
ar,rosson of habtual suffering around his firmly
az aaanr,sspd lips and his broad brow bears many
traca If care All there is a vuture at his heart,
,rIcb like the hero of the oden story, he would
f,in conceal Ten years ago he married beauti-
t;f, oirl with thousand visions OF domestic quiet
ude and bliss But his dream half faded: the rosy
bue of romance is lost in the cold gray dawn OF a
bitter reality.
passing graceness she the IDOL OF society, and
leader Of fashion. She goes and comes through
the spacious halls dressed in garments that might
befit queen she gives brilliant dinners, where
she shines the brightest star, and parties, which
every BODY pronounces charming. But she is
never the kind, devoted companion-the loving
trusting helpmate, sharing every joy and sorrow,
cheering him when he desponds, and counselling
in trials and perpIexities with winning delicacy and
tenderness. lns Short she never makes home happy.
But it is not alone to the frivolous that our subject
speaks the language Of reproof and instruction !;
there are others to whom it may be applied with
equal force. Ask the would-be-reforsler of the
nineteenth century, whose loftiest aim is to step
beyond her appropriate sphere, how she performs
her duty in this respect. She is often seen in the
debating hall and lecture room, where strife and
confusion prevail. Her voice is heard ringing out
in defence of the rights of her sex; she allows her
name to be banded about about, linked with coarse
epithets; she takes long aud tedious journeys in
behalf of the cause she has espoused. You may
hear her talk enthusiastically of all that is pure and
elevating in wonlan's mission, and sublime in her
destiny Indeed, she appears ready to suffer any
hardship or privation, if she can only aid in the
glorious work Of redeemng oppressed females
from their terrible thraldom.
But you do not find her the bright presiding
genius of home Her smile and cheerful welcome
do not greet her husband, when he returns from his
daily toll; her hands do not draw his arm chair to
that favorite nook; her society does not charm
away his WEAKNESS and make him forget his cares.
When he is ILL., she is seldom near to smooth his
pillow, or battle his fevcred cheek, or whisper of
hope and consolation.
Can it be, that she, with all her pretended re-
gard for the best interests of humanity even realizes
her own responsibility? 40 Alas! we fear not
Ask the peevish complaining wife, if she has
ever thought seriously Of this matter. What a
neat, cosy little cottage hers is! Eer two noble
looking boys and their fair sister as beautiful
trio of children ever graced one household; her
husband is kind and indulgent but her fretul dis
position will not allow her moments tranquility
She is in perpetual anxiety; sometimes it is one
thing and again another that causes her inquetude,
but she is never at rest. The children yearn for
the sunshine, which they see in the homes of their
playmates, and invent all kinds Of excuses to get
away from the endless troubles which haunt their
mother. They have already learnt that pleasure
cannot be found under their own roof, and the
gambling-hal, the theatre and the club-room hold
out temptations which they can scarcely resist
Ave, tilllk Vi tH6Tst SGSIi1H
wise. Ia -
'sshe always made home happy What more
fitting inscription can be engraved on the tomb
stone of the estimable woman Of which this was
said? 1t will stand, perchace, in some churchyard,
where birds MARBLE and flowers open their starry
eyes, all unmndful of the silent sleepers below.
Other monumental tablets viii rise around it. bear
ing the Understanding epitaph, but nothing there
can speak a sweeter lesson than the brief sent.
ence She always made home happy" Fl
CRITIcIsING A DRoP-ScENE. -" Doesticks,"
the queer correspondent of the Detroit Daily
Advertiser, having been to see ssmodern
classic drama in New York, remarked some Of
the incongruities Of the drop-scene of the
theatre, which have puzzled many other people
before him, and, in his peculiar style, gives his
ideas upon the magnificent work Of art" as
follows:
admired the easy and graceful drapery paint
ed on the "drop,'' which looks as if it was
Whitfield out of cross-grained pine Single
took perplexed view Of the assorted landscape
depicted thereen-endcavore to reconcile the
Turkish ruins with the Swiss mountains, or the
gothic castle with the Arab slayes-wanted to
htrmonize the cames and other tropical quadru-
peds on the right with the frozen mill pond on
The left-couldn't understand why the man on
The other side Of the same, away among the
distant mountains, should be so much larger
Than the individual close to the shore, who is
supposed to be nearer by several miles--tried
to make out what the man in tutban is doing
with his legs crossed under him, on raft, but
gave il up-admired exceedingly the two rows
Of private boxes, which look like windows III a
martn-house, but could not perceive the pro-
pfiety OF having them supported by plaster
paris ladies, without any arms, and their bodies
severed up in patent metallic burial-cas q
aas inicfmed that the artist calls them Cardy
ndes was Impressed with the admirable pro
portions u the stage hundred and eleven
ieet Vide, BY four feet ten inches deep -remind-
ing me forcibly Of IN empty Seidlitz- powder
oox, turned Up edgeways- censured the indeli-
eacy q the managers in permitting the inn
modest little cupids, who tacitly perform on the
mpassible flutes and fddles, to appear before
g reflued an audience, q. all in their bare w.
luz Trend en-, says the drapery was ssomitted by
pas1leuiar request WAS much chagrined
spoas mistake made concerning picture
e one Of the proscenium flats, which mistook
a. hentacky backwoods girl, with bowie
nl,e 10 one hand, and glass Of corn-whisky
the other; but I was told that it represents
he tragic muse, with the dagger and poison