Owyhee bullion. [volume] (Silver City, I.T. [Idaho]) 1866-1867, 1866-11-15
but a scholar?

IL thS 'uiSA nuNuoh VI IOuleS whose
external appearance bears no type of in.
congruity, you find people out Of place.
Mrs Mason, with her colossal height
drawn up on the sofa, and checks like
new mahogany, is being dntifully waited
on by the slender little serving-lnaid who
reminds you ola broken lily; and the ap-
oplectie alderman is committing slow
suicide with spieed meats and stimulants
which would be like new lease of life to
the pale shoemaker who has the honor
of making his Excellencey's boots aud
waiting an indefinite length of time for
his pay thereof.
Woman and wives of America, cannot
you bear testimony to the assertion we
have made Does not sir. Busybody
make himself signally out Off place when
he comes prying down into the kitchen
to see what became of that cold ham
bone, and whether 1he box of candles is
holding ont as it ought to do ? Is it Just
the place for lord of creation among
the frying pansand dish kettles? Would
it not be more manly,in him to stick to
his sphere? Is jenkins exactly 10 his
place when he follows his wife round
from store to store, checking other small
purchases in his motel book, and whistling
under his breath when she ventures into
any expenditure beyond the beaten track
Of what 81 consider perfectly right and
appropriate, my dearl" Docs his system
of domestic economy exactly square with
the popular idea of manhood? Is Mr..
Cantwell in his proper place teaching
ragged school and purlieus of the Five
Points, when his wifeis splitting her own
kindlings, and carrying her own coal, and
sewing on shop-work (when the baby
coudesends to 60 to sleep) to pay the
butcher, the baker, and the candlestick-
maker2 IsCiecro Proudfoot in his proper
place making speeches at small political
caucuses and drawing up resolutions at
ward meetings, while his business, in the
forcible phrase of mankind, is "going to
the dogs?"
Once in while, as we'll, you will find
a woman out of place. Possibly she is
delivering public TRADES on woman's
rights, while her young family is endang-
cring itself with CRATES and table-knives
at home. Perhaps she is dragging forty
yards or so of expensive silk over the
mud of Broadway, while her husbands
shirts and stockings are unmade and un-
mended on the workable at home.
Perhaps she is cultivating her mind at
lectures and lyceums at the expense Of
her kitchen economy; perhaps again she
is queening it at Saratoga or Newport, in
diamonds aud grenadine, while her chill
dren are turned over to the tender mer-
cies of a French bonnie or an Irish nurse
maid, and her husband, poor deserted
soul, is literally homeless. And perhaps
it is just as well to look at both sides
of the question-she is patiently toiling
away the richest energies of noble ma
ture, in behalf o. some great, surly brute
of husband who treats her rather less
kindly than if she we're dog, and con-
siders the mere fact that she is married
to him sufficient reward for all her meek
NESS, uunillity. ana self sacrlnce; Jewel
thrown into the dusty road of life to
sparkle all unseen. Such souls as these
'oW be out of place in this life, but in
the next world, who can tell how high
they shall shine?
Old bachelors and ancient maiden Ia.
dies are always out of place. Young
folks don't want them prying and listen
ing round with their sharp lips and caus-
tic tongues, and married people have
sort of suspicion that their babies are un-
and their felicity misunder-
stood by these ciphers in existence
They are odd ones, solitary scissor-halves
and yet somewhere in existence there
must have been place provided for them
Well, let us wish them all success in find
ing it
Alas how many poor souls there are
in just the same predicament, when one
comes soberly to survey the chaos called
society. Rabid housekeepers in family