Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1857-06-19

looking Up from the newspaper he
had been pretending TO read, 81 have
heard oil your praises ofthe lady IN
question, and the long list Of accom-
pllshments you ascribe TO her ought
TO satisfy any reasonable young man,
but a. am an old man--you may say
an old fogy ify,u please--let me ask
you plain question, Does she know
what good bread is,"
aGood bread?' repeated the lover
with puzzled expression.
aWhy, uncle, Of course she must,
from the table they keep at her faith
ers," said the sympathetic Emma, to
whom Charles loved 10 speak Of his
beloved one, "of course she knows
good bread from poor" = = Z
"Excuse mo, my dear, but there is
no of course in the matter, and, if
amid oil her French and German, and
piano and guitar lessons, she has not
been expressly taught TO distinguish
good, wholesome bread from that
which Is indigestible, and hence in
furious, she cannot truly be called an
educated woman, and all her accom-
plishments are not worth fig, when
compared with that most important
information. In my young days the
first question would have been Can
she make good bread2' and no young
lady would have been considered q
at candidate for matrimony whose
hands had not been taught to mould
the loaves Of light wholesome bread.
But times have changed since them
Many very nice families buy oil their
bread, and IL Is now deemed almost
indispensable 10 have that work done
by servants which II was formerly the
pride and pleasure of the wives and
daughters TO perform. Hence we do
not any longer dare TO deem IL abso-
luteIy necessary for lady to know
how TO perform certain homely duties
herself, but are fam 70 content our
selves with the assurance that she
does know when they are properly
done by others. Without this assn
rance we prophesy lily for the peace
and health Of any family. SO, my
dear nephew, TO suit my question to
those days Of modern Improvement, /
ask Does your Lady Love certainly
know when bread is good?' As Hove
you, 80 | seriously warn you, do not
marry a woman who is destitute OF
this information, for If you expect
the peace and comfort Of home with
such an one, most bitter will be your
disappointment.
NJ have seen good deal Of this
world" continued uncle James, "and
I have come 20 the conclusion that
while we loudly deplore the evils Of
incompetence, and point TO this and
that lovely family whose peace has
been blightcd by the indulgence Of an
appetite for strong drink, we have
another curse In our midst--and the
more dangerous because It's presence
Is unsuspected-which is just as sure
In destroying the peace Of tho home
circle. Under It's blighting influenc,
the bodies of husband, wife andchild
rem, become gradually but incurably
diseased, their tempers irritable ans
peevish, and their minds, gloomy ant
Responding, are utterly incapable o
that vigorous expansion and growth
for which their Creator INTENDED
them. II that servant ofold was helt
guilty for burying his talent, what
fearful account will some wives an,
mothers have TO render, who have y,
dwariod the bodies and minds of thei
husbands and children by the ba,
food which day after day has been eat
en- at their tables9'
"But, uncle James, Marian has al
ways been accustomed TO such n mic
table at homo, she will know what 1
good and wholesome, and will be. a
anxious to have everything so for he
husband" said Emma.
$50 you said q while since, my dea
and your remark reminded me OF
sad fact To the contrary. A younI
friend of mine married q girl, who's
mother had always made their tabl
comforts her especial study, and froa
the choice variety of we'll cooked foo,
which II displayed, had obtained Oh
name ofa pattern housewife. Wei
the daughter was pretty and accom-
plished, and every one thought tina
she would mako a most excellent wife
Ny friend was madly in love wit
her. and commenced house-keepin
with the brightest visions Of domesti
Joy floating through his pure hear
/ did not sec him for two or tire
years, and then his changed appear
ance shocked mo, he looked so ole
so completely worn out. why Stan
ley what's the matter?' / exclaimed a
/ grasped his emaciated hand, expect
ing TO hear that he had dimmed hi
eyes and bent his form by lonely vigil
over the early grave OF his wife; bu
no such thing. "There's nothing Oh
matter with me, said he, "only sor
Of general debility that makes mo TO
lazy to think, or 10 do any thing use
full"
sAfter that I met him often, an
he looked worse each time. Ma
alive, said one day, Il expect yo
work too hard. Como, confess now
amt you killing yourself with har
work? You know If tho brain is un
duly exercised, Is kept in a state Q
tension too long
He smiled on me siclly smile, q
he said, I've had 10 give up oil worb
and am literally doing nothing now
and he sighed heavily, as If le iel
how much easier IL was 10 learn :
labor than TO wait
"What's the natter"
"Cant tell exactly. Ny throat
affected some; ! cough sometimes
have q pain in my breast, and am rest
less at night; but the worst of all
this general debility, it is so very dc
pressing"