Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1858-12-09

Sad Is the soul that does not know
The blessings that the beams impart-
The cheerful hopes and joys that fow,
And tighten up the heaviest heart
Around the light At home.
A STORY FOR YOUNG H0SBANDs.
One Of the best stories We have met
with for some time, IS ingeniously but
truthfully giving lesson that many young
married people need, We clip from the
London Family Herald:
"Where are are you going, George p
asked Mrs. Wilson, Is her husband rose
from the tea table and took his hat.
"O-I'm going OUT. was the careless
response.
But where ?" asked the wife.
"What odds does it make, Emma ?" re-
turned her husband. Il shall be back at
my usual time
The young wife hesitated. and quick
flush overspread her face. She seemed to
have made up her mind to speak plainly
upon subject which had lain uneasily
upon her heart for some time, and she
could not let the opportunity pass. 1t re-
quired an effort, but she persevered.
''Let NE tell you what odds it makes to
me-" she said. in kind, but tremulous
tone. IF cannot have your company
here at home, should nt least feel hetter
if knew where you were.'
"But you know am safe, Emma, and
what more can you ask p
II do not know that you are safe. George.
l know nothing about you when you are
away
"Pooh poohi Would you have it that
I am not capable Of taking care Of my
self?'
"You put a wrong construction upon
my words, George. Love is always anx-
ous when its dearest object is away. i'll
did not love you as do, might not be
thus uneasy. When you are at Jour place
OF business never feel thus, because |
know can seek and find you At any mo
ment; but when you are absent during
these long evenings, l get to wondering
where you are. Then begin to feel lone
some so one thought follows another, un.
til feel troubled and uneasy. Oh-ii
you would only stay with me portion Of
your eveningsr'
"Aha-I thought that was what you
we're aiming At, said George, with play
full shake Of the head. "You would have
me here every evening
"Well, can you wonder at it r. returned
Emma. Il used to be very happy when
you came to spend an evening with me
before we we're married; and know
should be very happy in your society
now.'
"Ah," said George, with smile, ''those
were business meetings. We were arraDg.
ing then for the future"
"And why not continue 80 to do, my
husband? am sure we could be as hap
py now as ever. II you will remember
one Of our plans Was to make home."
"And haven't we got one, Emma?'
1--WE have certainly place in which to
live" answered the wife, somewhat eva
siveiy.
"And it is our home,' pursued George
And. be added, with . sort Of confden-
tial flourish, "home is the wife's peculiar
province. She has charge Of it, and oil
her work 10 there while the duties Of the
husband call him to other scenes."
"Well, admit that, % fer - certain du
ties are concerned, replied Emma. "Bu,
you must remember that We both need re
Taxation from labor; We need time for So
cial and mental improvement and enjoy.
ment; and what time have We for this
save our svenings7 Why should not this
be my home Of IN evening, - we'll as in
the day time and in the nightY
"Weil-isn't it2' asked George.
1 "h0w can It be II you are not here
What makes . home for children if it be
not the abode Of the parents What
home can . husband have where there is
no wife? And, what real home comfor.
can ! wife enjoy where there is no hus-
bsnd7 You do not consider how lonesome
l am all alone here these long evenings.
They are the very seasons when am at
leisure 70 enjoy your companionsbip, and
when you would be at leisure to enjoy
mine, if it is worth enjoying. They are
the seasons when the happiest hours Of
home life might be passed. Come-will
you not spend few Of yous evenings with
mo I"