Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1870-09-30
Migratory Husbands,
by SUSAN sNAPP,

never had one of them, thank heaven,
but know they must be dreadful-these
heads of families who are forever popping
up in new localities, with "Lol I'll
build here. Here's a rising bit of prop.
ertyl" or, "This old cottage I'll rerovate
clap on wing and piazza, live in it
six months, and sell out at bargain"
Then those husbands who are forever
shifting their business from place TO place
now to a village-now TO a city--now
to the backwoods: delightful time must
their wives have of It'll Never mind how
faithful, devoted and enterprising a wo-
man may be, it's great trial for her to
be continually pulling up stakes, and tear
ing away home -tendrils, even if her mi.
gratory spouse is in other respects the
best in the world. I'd like to zee the per-
son who would tell me that wouldn't go
with John if he decided to set up q soda
fountain in the desert of Sahara. No.
I'd go but I'd suffer in the going, though
| told my woes not even to old Cheops
himself. But what il, instead OF one grand
move, he fitted about like grasshopper?
What if he tried Bloomfield, and Flat
bush, and Woodside, and Harlem, and
dozen other places, from the coming Of
the first nursery tooth to the going away
OF the last nursery measles? What It he
dipped the children into twenty schools,
filed every April air with mourntll fare
wells to all our neighbors, and kept the
psrlor carpets in perpetual spasm OF
contraction and expansiOn9 Would be
the blessed, happy woman that l ann
Wouldn't be thin, weary and heart-sore,
and the children, morally, just little waits
made Of the shreds and patches of many
villages? Certainly. Established SMILES
are all very well; but your oaks don't hop
about. They stand still and give the
clinging vines chance to take root be-
side them.
Only yesterday, while shopping in town,
chanced to find myself in street car
beside man and stout woman engaged
in earnest conversation. His was a thin,
flushed face, with restless eyes and lips
that ask "Why?" "Who" "Wherep ?"
even when they were silent. Hers was
soft, 6eshy, massive, and its little eyes
were full of temporary affability and in
terest. He evidently was speaking of some
recent bereavement, while the lady lean
ing TO ward him wore sort of wash of
deep feeling which was "not dye"
though it gave her a hue of sympathy
quite proper in street car. Presently
caught the words:
"She was indeed. You lost treasure
when you lost hsr"
"Yes, and wonderful creature for
moving about" pursued the man with
deep feeling. at didn't make any differ
ence you could take that woman and set
her doom Gnytohsre n
His eyes filed with tears, and looked
out Of the window-sorry for his sake,
but glad that the angels had taken at least
one poor woman away from migratory
husband.
The country sbounds with these natu.
rallied Bedouins. 1 say nothing against
men who go North, South, East, or West,
and settle. They are the nerves of the
body polite, and indispensable to our
new civilization. But do feel impelled
to quote mothers favorite expression, and
whisper to hundreds of men almost with
in hearing distance at this moment; "Do
stay put" For the sake Of wives, home,
children, yourselves, take root somewhere.
Help to build up in America the beautiful
homestead feeling 80 common to Euro
peans and almost unknown to us. Let
your very saplings understand that in
time they are TO shade your great-great
grand children - Hearth and Home.
S-S-S
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