The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1864-07-20
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The Happy Home.


Whose home is happy? Is lit who is the
! owher of hundreds Of thousands of dolla.s-
whose walls are bright with exquisite pict-
( ures and whose parlors are furnished ike
( palace Perhaps so; it may be that his is a
/ very Happy home but the wealth. and the
( pictures, and the costly furniture do not Gre
ate that happiness. They may, indeed, add
very much to the enjoyment of the heart.
which is at peace without them, but such
/ things are not indispensable to n happy
! home, Is 1t his home who is elevated
! above the heads of his feliow-men by extra
| ordinary endowments of mind, or by great
! attalnmGnts in learning? Is it his who has
so fine and critical an ear, and eye, iudg-
! ment that he can find faults in everything,
whether earthly or hesyenlyY Is it his who
| is refined and sensitive beyond m aasure?
who can hardly endure the groSsncss of eat.
ing OF the ljtcralreSs Of lite in the bodyp
who although not at all too superfne to per-
form acts whose Consequence are anything
but romantic and delectatle is infinitely dis
guSted at the results ofhis own conduct
Not by any means This man home il
a perpetual scene Of trial In this world,
and in domestic life, there are many most
undignified and even absurd necess tiles laid
upon persons and if one in family greedi-
" approprihtes all that is possible f'the
agreeable and refined experiences. throwing
off all that he can of his own share of the
reverse, somebody suffers. There is always
a martyr where there is selfish monster,
as such refined, super delicate person is
After the best ID done thereis just so much
commonplaceness, in elegance, home!itIessi
and grossness to be endured in this fieshly'
life. ..
Not one of us can quite escape these ,ridi.
cul0us and and uncomfortable necessities;
and if we are detarm ned that we viii escape.
then we only injure, burden and torment
Others, and do not escape them after ALL
We do, however, render ourselves more
absurd than are the things which we de-
spisei
4 refined man, who does not know how
to bear with what is not refined or roman
tic and sentimental man, who doesn t know
how to come rieasantly down to mere mat
ter-offact and to bear with that which is
void OF sentiment, never makes home;
happy ..
, But his is a happy home, even if it be
but in single humble room, WHO has dear
friends, or, at least, one friend awaiting
him, and who loves him SC that every effort
is made to render ii comfortable and pleasant
who meets with a glad face, and is true in
the very heart S core to him. His is the
happy home who carries to it an unsel6sh
and afectionate disposition, and a temper
sweetcncd and Made gentle by the discipline
of life. There may be no picture on tho
wall, no carpet on the floor, and the furni-'
ture may be scanty, indecd--it matters not
If love and peace are there the home of
the man is happy I.
Love is the basis of all true joy and pleas;
ure. Selishness is the bSue cf life-the
darkener ard destroyer of home Why viii
not men believe it2 Why, at least wifi not
the poor believe It? How superlatively
foolish in those who have nothing else there,
to cast out love and loving kindness from
their homes If the tith man who has his
portion in this world can afford to do this,
the poor certainly cannot