Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1867-10-18
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For Gentlemen to Read.
pr MRS. GEORGE WASHINGTON WHY'S.

My. DEAR SIR-lf you disapprove of
plain opinions. plainly spoken out-yet no
doubt you do-nobody is particularly par
tial to taking bitter medicine-yo you had
better moi read this article. Put it down,
lay it away-ignore it utterly. Nine
tenths of you, representatively speaking,
go and smoke your inevitable cigar-the
other tenth get on the back balcony with I
your heels higher than you heads, and
fondly imagine you are resting Nobody
cempels you to look into the mirror OF
your own faults and follies.
But if you do read it, remember that it
is point blank addressed to you-not to
Mr.. Jones or Mr.. Robinson, or any other
Mr.. 1t is little cap exactly fitted to
your pate, and there is no use handing it
to your neighbor TO try on.
Not that we should follow the example
of the extremist and give in our ballot tor
aboli hing mankind altogether! Dear me !!
what should we do without them, when
there is heavy stove to be taken down, or
a colossal bureau moved from one room 10
another, or loi of baggage to check from
Maine 10 California. with ling hackmen
over-eager travellers, and overloaded ex-
press wagons blocking up the way? What
should we do for an arm 10 hpld by 10 a
crowd Of opera-vestibule, church or con-
cert hall or broad pair of shoulders, to
divide lfe's burden with US? What would
b. come Of US without some one to scold at.
or berate, and find fault with generally,
and groan over and-love Why, we
should have to take one another,and every
body, and everybody knows how monoto-
nous that would be ! No, no, man is a
patent article that can't very well be dis
pensed with /; hut it by no means follows
that the patent can not be improved upon
You see, sir, you are not the only person
created. To be sure, we catch glimpse
of YOU in the Garden Of Eden, little in
/. advance of anybody else, but. the woman
was no, far behind. If she hadn't fortu'
nately made her appearance, you might
have been trotting about the garden yet
forlornly eyeing the apple trees, with not
soul to sew buttons On your shirt,or put OF
the kettle for tea, and nobody to talk to
y but the serpent The woman has equa
rights with y'ur serene highness, and
!: you don't respect them. then it is high tint
that you stopped short and asked yoursel
where this sort of thing is going to lead to
What right have you to come home il
the middle of the night with your eye
brows in the middle of your forehead, AM
the corners of your mouth drawn dow
crosser than King Herod, and reader t
{" snap I" than bunch Of powder-cracker
:, lust fred off? Yes. what right? :" 70
m are tired to death !" Well, are you th
only person in the world that is tired
death 2" Has not your wife been wori
- - ing too, as long. and ten times as unremi
IT, ted, as you? What nice little domesti
duet there would be if your wife chante
} > the same song as wouldn't there
For PHYS sake, man, dismiss those ugl
Ok wrinkles-lay aside that half-alive expre
sion. Come into the house like sunbeam
: not like a ghost from the churchyaT
vault. Brighten up look on the sum
side of life. If the body is wearied a
= the more reason the mind should rise U
buoyant and elastic. If it was OILY you
n self concerned, there would be no objectit
to your creeping Diogenese-like, into IL
!. shadows of your tub of trouble, and
= there groaning and moaning. until y
G were tired Of it. But you have no rig
to drag down your wife's spirits and cast
cloud upon The life of your little ones.
"You never thought of that No, b
!. cause you never stopped to think at all.
hat right have sou to walk the pub
= ,horoughfares, insol-nily putting your
bacco vapors isto the face Of every won
on. that passes by? You would not dare
''a enter the parlor of any lady friend-sa
. perbaps The one who is tied TO you for Ii