The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1863-01-01
NUMBER 80.
Winter Evening Reveripu.


Z The Chicago Journal occasionally has col-
umn of beautiful thoughts strung together un>
der the above head, which are farther styled
I"Thoughts Picked out of ihe Editors Fire-
Crate" They contain many truths.
| In confidence-"between you and l." and no.
body eIse-we must remark that this plan of spend
ing the winter evenings at the home fre~side, in
stead of going down town for night work or pleas
ure. is charmingly agreeable. Here there is NO
vexaton-no burden 70 bear-no temptation to en-
counter--no questionable influences 10 yield toor
run away from. This is, as HOME should be,a re-
treat from the worlds cares and fzom life's an
inoyances.
Home blessed is the man who has enc But
all houses are not homes, and all families living
| in them are not lat home" We know men who
dread to go home, and We know homes in which
the arrival ofthe man is dreaded. How easy it is
for some people to make another miserable
| to convert even home, which should be the most
sacred and cherished place on earth to every man,
woman and child-the centering point Of their
hearts best affections-into q sort of Pandemoni-
un There is no pl ace that so nearly npprosch>
es our idea ofheaven on earth, as home in which
mutual Notwithstanding, love, trustfu!ness,
reciprocity of sympathy, smiles, and gentle words
of affection are heard and seen and felt by all the
flock that daily and nightly Give and move and
have their being" beneath one blessed roof 1t is
scene the angels might covet. All homes cdn
be so, should be- and 9could be, if all men end wo-
men would studyto please each other rs well af-
ter as before marriage. AS soon as the wife be-
comes Indifferent to her husbands int, ests, COM
Fonf md amin aa
finds greater attractions elsewhere than beneath
his own swine and fig tree or allows himself to
neglect home and wife, OF to bring to his house
surly temper, or bosom full of icicles, or face
full of clouds, or an imagination full of Jealousy
or suspicion, then-alas good by, domestic har-
mony good by, welded love!
There is a word we don't like TO speak. II is
fool It is bod epithet but the only one that will
express our idea of people who commit suicide.
All, well, we are weak and rash creatures-allo OF
us-and how few in ell things do that which they
know would be best for their own good. Men and
women have been living together on Coos beau
tiful earth for many thousand years, and yet the
average amount of happiness among them is prob !
ably no greater to~day than it was when Solomon |
wrote wise proverbs for the instruction and gu- |
dance of his son, away in the far-hack ages.
Some people grow wiser as they grow older, and
some grow peevIsh and childish, He who feels |
most thinks most, and with thinking comes wis I
dom, and with real wisdom come patience, torbear-
ance, trusttulness, hope, and that sweetest of all
heart misunderstanding. And all these most ex-
ceent virtues are as essential to the serene tran
guilty of home, and to keep the affections fresh
and strong, as warmth, sunshine aud the rain are
to keep the fruits and flowers Of the garden from
and dying. .D- Ei'i-"
ooh, you are domestic philosopher, and shod
write book, says a gentle voice
The way to live, and to live happily, has never
yet been learned out of books. The human heart
requires no book learning" to guide its Impulses
or to direct its affections. Common sense Is worth
more than all that has ever been written in books
for this purpose. The heart is like locomotive |
on a railroad, and the mind is the engineer. The
cries the contrary there are, but carefully watch
your own internal machinery Of thought rad ieel'
ing for single day. and you will be persuaded
that theorists are not infallible. .-