Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1857-06-10
THE TWO FACES.

ONE FOR HOME, THE OTHER FOR COMPANY.
OF course we never mean to be personal, but
yet we know the following Life Lesson must
find application somewhere, else it would never
have been written. Or. like the preparation
of the universal ply scian, it may be laid up
for use in case OF disease, or even taken as a
preventive.
Mrs. Abby Leeman was thirty years old, and
had been married just ten years She had a
good husband, and three good children. She
was naturally kind, excellent woman and
meant to do right; she had one fault; and
small as it seemed to her, it occasioned much
unhappiness in the family circle. She was not
always happy at home, nor was she always
pleasant, though for the life of her she could
not tell what had occurred to ruffie her feel
ings. She had everything about her cacula-
ted to begct JOY and her every reasonable wish
was answered. But after all, she often wore a
sour face, and her tongue would run on in
strains far from sweet or accordant.
ssWhat is the matter Abby 10 asked her hus-
band, as he returned one evening from the
store and found his wife with sour face
..Nothing," was the answer, given rather
moodily.
ssBut something must be the matter. You
never look so when you are happy
ssHow can i help looks? Can't look as
feel without disturbing you 20
"Pshaw, Abby-don't talk so,'' the husband
said, at the same time placing his arm about
her neck and kissing her. s;Now tell me what
has happened"
'sNothing has happened more than usual, -
uttered the wife, still unpleasantly. "Who
would mt be sober, I'd like to know, stuck up
here from morning till night, with two squailing
yourg ones to look out for, all the time.''
"Squalling young ones ~ repeated Albert
Leeuan, while an expression of pain passed
over his features.
ssThere look at that ~ cried the wife, point
ing to where her youngest child, girl of four
years, was just climbing upon the tea table af-
ter the sugar bowl. ssGet out of that you lit
tie brat. There, take that = Now let me catch
you up there again. Stop that crying-stop it,
/ say. You touch that sugar again and I'll
give you such licking as you won't want 20
The poor girl tried in vain to hush its Sob
bings, and instinctively crept to its fathers
side. He placed his arms about the little one
ana rllSeu IL " Hio huCC, ahu III h'N.HSh'
more its Redeemed, inhamed cheek, where the
mothers blow had fallen, was pillowed upon
the fathers bosom.
ssOh, yes,'' said the wife, snow you'll pet
the brat. I'd like to have you have charge OF
'em all day we'd see how much patience
you'd have"
sI would OF least remember that she was my
child" said he, somewhat reproachfully, sand
also bear in mind the simple fact that the
youag disnositicn may gain all its impulses
from the example it receives at the hands Of
its guardian"
80 yes, that's it. OF course, 1 am always
wrong" And then Abby Leeman put her a
prom to her eyes and began to cry
OF course the husband could say no more
He had often, very often, suffered all this De-
fore, and he had tried to make his wife see no"
much real unhappiness she was making for her
self; but she would not listen; or, if she did
the impression was not lasting. In fact, sh'
mad no patience with her children, and the sin
gle rlfiic of a moment was sure to make un
happiness for her. She loved her HUSBAND
fondly and her children she loved, too. Sh'
was proud OF them, and for their comfort sh'
would sacrifice any amount of personal conve