The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1868-11-29
Wait.

fore you throw that money down on
the bar and demand a glass of bran
dy and water. Ask yourself if twen-
ty-five cents cannot be better invest
ed in something else. Put it back in
your pocket, and give it to the little
cripple who sells matches on the cor
ner. Take my word for it, you will
not be sorry.
Wait, madam-think twice before
you decide on that $10O shawl. $1OO
is 6 great deal of money; one dollar
is d great deal, when people once
consider the amount of good it will
accomplish, in careful hands. Your
husbands business is uncertain;
there is q financial crisis close at
hand. Who knows what that 500
may be to you yet?
Wait, sir, before you buy that
gaudy amethyst breast-pin you are
surveying SO earnestly through the
jewelers. plate-glass windows. Keep
your money for another piece of
jewelry-a plain gold wedding-ring
made to fit rosy finger that you wot
of. A shirt neat'r ironed and stock
ings darned like lace-work are better
than gilt brooches and flaming ame-
thysts. You can't afford to marry?
Wait, and think the matter over.
Wait, mother, before you speak
harshly to the little chubby rogue
who has torn his apron and soiled his
white Marseilles jacket. He is only
child, and "mother" is the sweetest
word in all the world to him. Needle
and thread, and soap-suds, will repair
all damages; but if you once teach
him to shrink from his mother, and
hide away his childish faults, that
damage cannot be repaired.
Wait, husband, before you wonder
audibly why your wife don't get
along with family cares and house
hold responsibilities "as your mother
did," She is doing her best, and no
woman can endure that best to be
slighted. Remember the nights she
set up with the little babe that died;
remember the love and care she be-
slowed on you when you had that
long fit Of illness Do you think
she is made of cast iron? Wait
wait with silence and forbearance,
and the light will come back to her
eyes, the old light of the old days.
Wait, wife, before you speak so re-
proachfully to your husband when
he comes home late, and weary and
"out Of Sorts" He has worked for
you all day long; he has wrestled,
hand in hand, with care, and selfish
ness, and greed; and all the demons
that follow in the train of money
making Let home be another at
mosphere entirely; let him feel that
there is one place in the world where
he can find peace, and quiet, and PERI
feet love.
Wait, bright young girls, before
you arch your pretty eyes. and whis-
per "old maid" as the quiet figure
steals by, with silver in its hair and
crows feet around the eyes. It is
hard enough to lose life's gladness
and elasticity-it is hard enough to
see youth drifting away, without add
ing to the bitter cup one drop Of
scorn! You do not know what she
has endured; you never can know un-
til experience teaches you; so wait,
before you sneer at the old maid.
Wait, sir, before youadd billiard
room to your house, and buy tho fast
horse that Black and White and all
the rest OF "the fellows" covet. Wait,
and think whether you can afford it
whether your outatanding bills are
all paid and your liabilities fully met.
and all the chances and changes of
life duly provided for. Wait, and
aak yourself how yon would like, ten
years from now, to see your fair wife
struggling with poverty, your chill