The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1857-02-10

DO kinu 70 your Wnc LINK Ho" III tho
first blush Of maiden beauty, she turned a.
side from tho haunts of pleasure and the ea
ress Of fond parents brothers and sisters TO
follow your fortunes through tho world =
Think with what blended hope and agony
you followed her from place to place, watch
ing her every look, and pondering tho mean
ing Of her most careless tones, until, won by
your importantly, she placed her hand all
trustfally in yours and said, Il am all your
own Think Of the cares, and anxioties aud
physical suffering she has incurred for you,
and do not desert her now, when her check
is faded, her step l,as lost its elasticity, and
she sits an uncomplaining watcher over your
best interests, a selfincarceratod prisoner in
her own homo. A
nd Mcrily tho music sounds, young feet trip
lightly in the may dance, and joyous laugh
tor along the walls-but sho is not there; tho
curtain rises and the far-famed artistic comes
forth to charm the listening crowd with her
melodious song-but she is not there. The
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rich, deep tones of eloquencc floating along
the crowded passages and curling upward as a
voiced incense to the vaulting roof, but shc
is not there. Art opens her new store and dis
plays her wonderful creations on tho glowing
canvass, and in tho speaking bust; your wife
ia lover Of the cbaste and beautiful, but
she is not there. Literature presents now
leaves, fresh from the fascinating pens of ge-
nius-=the wife and mother have but little
timo TO read.
No; there she fingers at home, God COM
missionod watcher over helpless children
singing the babe to sloep, bending to catch
the lsping voice Of those dear ones who have
thousand imaginary wants, encouraging the
quiet and soothing the fretful. She is weary
but she does not complain, her temples throb
but she does not heed their throbbing, as ev-
er and anon she turns wshful glance TO-
wards tho door, for she expects her husband.
She expects you; and her whole world of
happiness will be there when you arrive.
Will you enter that room with cold indf-
fencol Will you utter hasty word in her
presencel Will you sit down with that frowIi
on your countenance, or complain Of the bur
dens you are callod to boarl Will you tho't-
lossly romind her Of her faded beauty, or
manifest surprise at her ignorance Of many
things now passing in tho great world from
which sho has been excluded by hor peculiar
dutiesg Will you suffer tho recollection OF
any moro youthful, or more beautiful TO
haunt you in homes hallowed precincts, or
cross the white leaf of conjugal felicity with
ono unhallowcd thought? OIL remcmbc.
your early love, your carly promises; think
how faithfully she kept hers; love her as you
ought, and she is still beautiful--beautiful in
her pure, motherly heart, her selfsacrifcing
devotion TO you. Realize that she is all your
own that throughout the wide world you
are sure Of but one heart whose every cord is
linked inysibly to a counterpart in yours
realize that upon her bosom alone you may
weep out your sorrows in the day Of trial
without tho fear Of being Knocked.
| Husband, love your vito Gather hor Ia
your heart of hearts, as il in her were all
| your hopes Of happiness combined; bless he,
daily for her patience and truth; stand ur
like man between her and the rude cold
world, and teach your children to honor her
that God may honor you. In all tho rela-
tions Of life there comes parting hour, and
we besecch you SO to live that, if it shonld
be your lot to kiss her clay cold lips and lay
her away in tho grave forever, your may lay
your hand honestly upon your widowed heart
and say! hnvo never wronged you.
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