Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1868-12-31

| My wife is always well dressed. and
her garments are mostly of domestic
manufacture. She has prototype in
| the habit os the virtuous woman, who
"maketh herself coverings of tapes
| try"
| My son Johns wife is gorgeously
attired in society; but my son John
groans over the bills from importers,
dressmakers and milliners.
My wife is charming at the break
fast table. Smooth hair, tidy dress, a
white collar, a smiling face. make up
her charms.
Ny son Johns wife, if she appears
at the breakfast table, is not charming.
Her hair is in crimping pins and curling
| papers; her slippers are down at the
heel; her dress is shabby, and she
wears no collar. Venus herself would
be ugly in such attire.
My wife "openeth her mouth with
wisdom; and in her tongue is the law
of kindness
My son Johns wife openeth her
mouth with complaints, and fault-fnd-
ing and fretful murmurs, and idle Cos
sip, and unreasonable demands, and
her tongue is in the bad habit of scold-
ing.
Ny wife "looketh well to the ways
of her house, and eateth not the bread
of idleness.
Ny son Johns wife trusts the way
of her household to servants, and she
eats the breal of her cook, when she
has one, and the nearest bakers when
she has not.
My wife is good mother to her
children. From infancy to maturity,
she has watched, instructed and cared
tenderly for them Her attention to
their physical wants has been uniform
and discreet, and her devotion to their
higher interests has been vigilant and
unfagging.
My son Johns wife leaves the chill
dren to the care of menials. They an
noy and distrust her. Their noise
makes her head ache when she is not
well dressed, and their dirty hands soil
her garments when she is. AS for
their manners, it is the business of theiT'
teacher to look after them; and what
are churches and Sabbath-schools good
for if they do not take charge of their
morals?
My wife's kingdom is her home
Here she lavishes her best powers and
richest gifts, reigning very queen.
My son Johns wife is only queen
outside of her home. The shabby wo-
man, dull and Indifferent to those
whose happiness or misery depends on
her mood, develops into the smiling
social queen in the presence of stran-
gers to whom her smiles or frowns are
of little significance.
Ny wife's husband is known at the
gates, when he sitteth among the el-
ders of the land. Bless you! He
would never have sat there but for her.
How do you think he is known?
Why, by the whiteness of his linen
and the completeness of his buttons,
and the fit of his collar, and the tie of
his cravat, and the sickness of his
hat, and the remnant of smile that
settled on his face when after a good
breakfast, his little woman looked him
over and dismissed him with kiss
He is known, too, by the content that
fills his heart and shines out of his
face with the thought that all day long
wise woman is watching over his in
terests and looking after his dinner,
and will be ready to greet him when
the days work is over, with smiles and
kind wishes. OF course the elders know
him, and envy him, and wish they stood
in his boots.
Ny son John is known in the gates,
for he does not sit among the elders of
the land. Johns linen is apt to be
soiled and fringed at the edges, his but
tons are otter lacking. his collar does
not fit, his cravat is tied carelessly,
his hat is rough, and his broadcloth is
dusty, while his face has an anxious
look that settles there when, after
breakfast of sour bread and muddy
coffee, he leaves his wife in bed, the
baby crying. the little boy riding the
silk umbrella, the little girl sailing her
shoe in the bath tub, the chamber
maid giving warning up stairs that she
is going to leave, and the cook down
stairs giving away soap and tea to her
sisters children. Johns face scarcely
brightens all day long. 1t is not like
ly to with the thought that the income
of his business will not balance his
family expenses, and the prospect of
going home to sulky wife, children
i'll bred, and neglected, servants waste
full and rebellious, dinner lily ordered
and worse cooked, and a pile of bills
from the milliners and dressmakers,
butchers, bakers and candlestick ma
kers." The elders don't know John,
but / greatly fear that club-houses
and wine-saloons will.
My wife's "children arise up and
call her blessed; her husband also,
and he praiseth her. My son John
says the LORD gave MN no cnoice OF
mother, but he shall never cease to
be thankful for the Lords gift. For
myself, l find no words of praise so
fitting my wife as the kings: "Many
daughters have done virtuously, but
thou excellest them all"
The children of my son Johns wife
will never arise up and call her bless
ed; and her husband says, bitterly, the
Lord gave him the choice OF a wife,
and be shall never cease to condemn
his judgment.
NV life is full of content; the lines
have fallen to me in pleasant places
Men say 1 am lucky. Every thing
turns to blessing in my hand. Provi- |
dence has smiled upon me, and the
Lord has dealt bountifully with me.
Ny son Johns life is full of bitter
ness. He complains grievously that
every thing goes wrong with him, fate
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