Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1867-10-04

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peace until I became Mrs Spangle. Our
HONEYMOON was, / suppose, like all honey.
moons, short and delicious. b
And then came the realities of life. II
is my belief that this is The most trying
period of woman's life. However kind
and attentive her husband may be, young
wife when she enters upon the actualities
of life, has disclosed to her a state of facts
of which she has little or no conception
before marriage. When she leaves an at
mosphere of romance and adulation and
enters upon the realities of life, it is like
stepping out of a garden of summer flow
ers into the regions of perpetual winter,
and unless she brings all Of her good sense
and philosophy to her aid, her affections
will become chilled, and she will regard
herself disappointed, if not deceived,
woman for the balance of her life. It
the hope that our experience may OF
benefit to young wives that induces me to
reveal some of the domestic incidents and
infellcities of twelve years of married life.
After our brief holiday, Spapgle--to use
his own expression-took tilt at the
world, determined to wrest from it not only
q competence but a fortune, that would
place me in the most beatific attitude to be
obtained by opulence.
The dear fellow did work hard, and il
he met with obstacles, and difficulties, and
trials, the world never knew it. He re-
served them for his fireside, and, although
he did not accuse me as the cause, yet he
recounted them in tone and manner SO
different from the joyous and buoyant Ian
guage of courtship, that could but feel |
was some way or other accountable for his
troubles. Although never seriously
doubted his love for me, yet he certainly
permitted many excellent opportunities for
manifesting it to pass unimproved. Be-
fore we were married, he seemed to have
q perfect mania for holding my hand, and
| used to wonder if he would ever give me
an opportunity TO do any needle work
after marriage. But, bless your soul
after marriage, when opportunities for
indulging in that delicious pastims were
abundant, it seemed to have lost its charm.
Poor, foolish me! I was often aggrieved
at his apparent GOODNESS, and would ask
him twenty times day If he did not love
me- "Why, certainly | do, my dear little
puss /; l thought you knew it," Yes, he
thought / knew il, Perhaps I did Is also
knew that we had plenty of flour and
bacon in the pantry, but THAI knowledge
did not satisfy my hunger.
It is true that this affection manifested
itself systematically with all the warmth and
ardor of the old days, but these ebullitions
were tie exceptions. The rule was, "
thought you knew it," Yes, girls, when
you get husbands they will expect you to
know it, and my advice to you is, that you
get all the counting you want before you
are married, for after that event what little
counting is done in the family will have to
be done by the wife.
We have six children, all beautiful and
good. Spangle takes great pride in them,
loves them, and growls at them like dear
old bear You must not think that Span
gle regards the Z" new corners as burdens
Quite the reverse. He goes into ecstacies
over each one dilates upon its beauties
and PROJECTIONS for five minutes, and then
seems to think it ought to be laid away tc
grow up, and be no further trouble to him
until they want to marry. If one of them
hes the bellyache and cries at night, Span
gle thinks that the pain is special hard
ship to him, because it keeps him awake
few minutes The fact is undeniable thai
the best men are selfish brutes so far as ba
bies are concerned.
Il will say, though, that of all the chill
dren 1 have, Spangle is the biggest baby
'Tis true he was through most of TIT
ailments l have enumerated before | got
him, but in thousand other respects hi
still is, and always will remain in tina
chronic state of babyhood which ever at
tends over INDUCED and spoiled husbands
| When we were first married my old babJ
would almost break his back to pick w
my fan, and he would kin a fly in miDut'
| if the fly manifested disposition. to align
on my nose.
| Z Now have to almost literally dress hin
| in the mroning. [ have to get his boot
| together, one of which he generally kick
under the bureau, the other under the bed
| I always have to find his cravat. Ii / g
to bed first, in the morning l find hi
clothes scattered over the room as only
man can scatter clothes He would neve
put on clean shirt If 1t were not spreat
out on chair before him. His sleev
buttons are taken out aud put In by me
when taken, out and put in at all. LIDO no
believe he has combed his own head sine
we were married He can't even wash hi
face properly without being told, like an
other child. If l did not wash him, hi
ears and the back of his neck would be
sight to behold.
Albeit he has no patience for others WI
have pains and aches, yet you ought I
see him when anything is the matter wit
him. He tears, and groans, and grun
over a slight attack of collie in manner
keep every one awake in the house. a
such times he always believes he is goin
to die, and will not suffer me to leave hi
for moment.
Il Yet with all his faults well, you kno
the quotation. l believe he is the best ma
living, and I would not give him for tt
acre lot full of men like the scapegrace
a husband which your foolish, credulo'
correspondent Dolly Dash" is so gil
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