Muscatine weekly journal. [volume] (Muscatine, Iowa) 185?-1890, 1864-07-22
THE JOURNAL.
"The Uitten..

timately won by a handsome young man
OF considerable wealth, He sported a
fine team, delighted in hunting, and
Kept fine pack of hounds. He neither
played cards, drank wine, nor chewed
tobacco. He had no occupation, no call
ing, no trade. He lived on his money,
the interest of which alone would have
supported a family handsomely. never
saw the fair bride again until a few days
ago. Seventeen years had passed away,
and with them her beauty and heryouth:
her husbands fortune and his life, dur
ing the latter part of which they lived in
q log cabin on the banks ofthe Ohioriver,
near Blennerhasset's leland; a whole
family in one single room, subsisting ON
water, fat bacon, and cornbread. The
husband had no business capacity. he
was gentleman of education, OF refine
ment, of noble impulses; but when his
money was gone he could get no en-
ployment, simply because he did not
know how to do anything. For while
he fioundered about, first trying one
thing, then another, but failure was
written on them all. He however final
ly obtained u situation; the labor was
great, the compensation small 1t was
that or starvation; in his heroic efforts
to discharge his duty acceptably he over
worked himself and died, leaving his
, wife and six girls in utter restitution.
In seventeen years the sweet and joyous
and beautiful girl has become broken
hearted, care worn, poverty stricken
widow, with q houseful of helpless chill
dren!
Young woman if rich young man
asks you to marry him, and has no trade,
or calling, by which he could make a
living if he were thrown on his own re-
,rix
but give him the mitten.'
Whatever may be ayoung mans quail
tiles if he is fond, very fond OF going TO
the theater, refuse him.
fla young man shows by his CONVEX
sation that he is an admirer OF fast hors-
se, and is pretty well acquainted with
the qualities and time of the best IA
cling nags of the country, when he asks
you for your hand give him the mitten'
only.
If you ever hear q young man speak of
his father or his mother disrespectfully,
cOntemptuously, do not encourge his at
tentions; he will do the same of you,
and in many ways will make your heart
ache before you die.
If you know young man likes to
stand around tavern-doors, at the street.
corners, and about groceries, cut your
hand off rather than place it in his; he
is worth only the "mitten." \
If your sutton can tell you great deal
about cards; seems familiar with a null
titude of tricks which can be performed
with the same, and is himself an adept
in such things, let him win all the mon
ey he may from others, but let him not
win" your heart, for he will "lOse it'' in
a year, and leave you q broken one in
its place.
II you know of mice young man.
who will certainly heir a large estate,
who is of "highly respectable family
who seems to be at home as to the usages,
customs, and proprieties Of good society,
and yet who is Indifferent about attend
ing church on the Sabbath-day, who
speaks disparagingly of clergymen, who
talks about religion in patronizing way
as "a very good thing in its place" par
ticularly for old women, weak young
girls and children, never marry him
should he ask you. Such q man can
never warm a woman's heart; will never
Irvine around it tendrils of true affec-
ton, for he is inately cold, unsympathiz-
ing and selfish, and should sickness and
trouble come to you, he will leave you
to bear them all alone.
Idleness, the having no occupation,
will always and inevitably engender
moral and physical disease; and these
traits will be more or less perpetuated in
the children born to such; the brunt of
these calamities has to be borne by the
mother, and in the bearing up against
has sorrowed, and grieved, and toiled
herself into a premature grave, may
never be known, but the number cannot
be expressed in few figures. There
fore, my sunny faced daughter, if you
do not want to grow old before your
time, to live life of toll and sorrow,
and then prematurely die, give not your
hand, but only the mitten to young
man, however well born or rich, who
has not legitimate calling by which he
could make living if he were by some
fortuity left penniless.-HaWs Journal.
A WORD TO MARRIED. MEN.-We
mean you who spend your. evenings
down town, playing billiards, smoking,
drinking and gossiping, when you
ought to be at home with your families.
Do you remember what fine promises
you once made to the woman who now
sits, night after night, with heavy heart
but busy fingers, making or nending
garments for the little ones, your
children,) while you are dissipating,
with other idlers like yourself, the very
means for which they stand in need.
work, and want Of money; and your
wife works herself sick to economize
and reduce the household expenses
Why, you miserable grumbler, I'VE
We're about to say hummer you spend
money enough foolishly every month
Of your life to clothe and educate your
children, and leave nice little sum to
lay away against rainy day. Wife
wants a new dress. Cant afford it,
no, but you can afford to spend fifty
cents or a dollar every day for lager,
cigars, billiards or something worse,
And then what abominable lies you will
tell your wife, and she, innocent soul,
believes every word a gospel truth.
When she asks you, in that kindly man
ner, Husband must you go down to-
night? get tired and lonley without
you, "-how you positively aver that. i'm
portant business calls you away; and
then, as if guilty at the enormity of the
fib, you promise to return early-a
promise which you break, of course. Are
you aware of the great crime you are
and yourself? Are you aware that you
are laying the foundation for misera-
BILE poverty stricken old age? Ifnot, al
low us to remind you of it, and we do SO
earnestly, but in spirit of kindness.
You are planting seeds of sorrow in the
heart of her you have sworn to cherish
and love, that will bear early the pale
blossoms of death. Don't do SO any
more. Spend your evenings at home.
Provide yourself with books and papers,
and while she is engaged with her do
mestic duties, read aloud for her instruc-
ton or amusement. Our VOID for it,
you will see the fresh tints of youth re-
turn to that fading face. The happy
never grow old.-Sdn Jose Mercury.
TRUTH Nor ALWAYS PLEASANT.-
Dear friend" cried the willow, as she
bent over the stream, and gazed on her
graceful form reflected on the CLASSY sur