Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1859-08-13
Good Wives and sweet Home.

! WctF HHSOdh6 0CStiHtcS IN WciT O0SOmS.
The husbands fortune is more fully in tho
hands Of his wife than anywhere else. It
is for her to conform to his circumstances.
This is both her rcSpcetability and happi-
ness. 1 know notwhcrc to find sublimer
exhibitions of fortitude and virtue than
have been made by women who have been
precipitatcd suddenly from allucnco to alb
Solutc want Then, again, a husbands $ for
tune is in his wifes hands, for she, more
than anybody else, can help him to mako
it, and take care of it. ! do not mean that
she is to write his brief for the Supreme
Court, or that she is to ride in his gig to
Scc his patients for him, or that she is to
mauagc his office but do mean, that his
health, his vignr, both of body and mind,
and his morol strength, depend upon her,
and that is only with these we have right
to expect him to succeed. 1t is hers to
make his home happy, and to grid him
with strength by sympathy and counsel.
| When his spirits arc almost overwhelmed,
she alone, Of all human beings, is the one
to minister to him. Her nursing is as
sovereign to his sick soul as it is for his
ailing body. It is her gentle tones only
that can steal over the morbid senses with
his courage is almost gone, her patience and
fprtitudc will rckindlc his heart again to
dare and do, and meet anew the tolls and
troubles of life. When [ think of Ia
mans wife, and her bitter rcproach when
he came homo, | am not so astonishcd at
his wickcdncss, rs that he did not go fur
thcr, wonder, when she chdcd him,
he did not go and hang himself on the gal
lows she had caused him to have built for
| Murdccai.
What misfortune il was that IIatnan
had not II sweet christian lame to retire
to after the terrible disappontmcnts and
bitter experience of that day! Yes, /.
sweet quiet Home. But you tell me for
get that he was a man Of large estates, great
honors, and the owner cf princcly palace.
True, but palace is not always II Home.
What is home? 1t is something for
which many of cartl's babblng tongues
have no term. A home is not Il mere res
idcncc for the body, bat place where the
| heart rests and tho affections nestle aud
dwell and multiply. 4 Home is the place
where children romp and play, and lca''r
| to love, md where the husband and wife
toll smlj ely together, ms they trudgc up
the hill Oh their way to better world. If
men arc not happy anywhere else, o let
them be happy at home. Have you not
stood before the picture, "thc soldiers
drcam,' until you could hear your own
breathing? But why so much enrapturcd
with that picture? Is>it not because YOU
sec the soldier by his bivouac fast asleep
but to.morrow's drum Is to awake him
to battle and to death. S.ecp on, then,
ho, h., 4 Al.
heart of hearts, that can meet death at tho
cannon's mouth, your sweet "wec ones "
and loving wife, with streaming hair and
ontstrctchcd arms, welcoming you back
from the wars. Yes, it is.of Home the
tented or the dying soldier thinks. And
it is of Home the sailor thinks, on his lone
ly watch, far away OH stormy seas. And
the traveller amid the tcathery palm trees,
and while gazing on the birds of bright
pluma%c and gorgeous flowers, why docs he
seem TO be staring on vacancy? His
heart is far away" Seas and lands and
mountains, arc past in moment, and he
hears not the birds on starry wings that
warblc their Asiatic notes for him, but the
lark that used to sing above his fathers
fields; and again he secs his fair-haircd
brother with a light foot chasing the but
tcrfy by the spring branch, or the sweet
sister that left them all to 90 and sing IN
Choir of the angels. Home none but the
weary and the worn, the travelled and the
.sDilcd Of crth can know what it is And
our Tome i'll Heaven, the new Jerusalem
shall we not long for it, as birds about
to migrate to those sunny lands where there
is no more winter, nor any more sorrow,
nor any pain, nor'any dying 2" Just in
the proportion as good woman is a bless
ing, in the same proposition is bad woman
a.cmao. Wemans mission is high and
gfard ono. She is connected with every
thing that belongs to our race that is noble,
refining and hopeful Scott
MIsFoRTUNEs.- - Misfortunos are like
thunder and stormy clouds--in the distance
they appear black, but when over our heads
they are scarcely grey. AS bad dreams
denote an agreeable future. so viii it be
with the often painful drcamfof life when
it is past. Nh oar strong feelings, like
ghosts, have their influence for certain
period only; andFif man were TO say to
himself this passion, this pain, this rapture,
is sure after three days to lose its effect on
tho mind, then would hc always be more
composed and Gdict.
",Wuo is that lovely grip" said the
witty Lord Norbitfy, in company with his
friend, Counsellor Grant "Nliss Glass"
replied Grant. Z" ] should often bo intox-
icucd, chuld elace e,,,,I, a ,,l,y, .o nv,