National opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1865-1874, 1870-12-30

him that if he had staid at home as
Andrew Raymond did, his head would
have been well.
What care for Andrew Raymond ?"
was the quick, angry response. IF he
has mind to be henpecked, / have
not"
This answer dampened all the wife's
rising sympathies, and instead OF minis
tering for her husbands pains, she went
off in milf, ;" and the coldness lasted a
long while, each trying to magnify the
offence of the other.
VI course, every reader can see lust
where the difficulty was Matilda Lam
bert was a generous, noble girl, full of
love for her husband, but vet, like the
majority of us, with speck of retaliation
In her composition At first she had
tried to induce her husband to stav with
her more, and not spend so much of his
time abroad, but he mistook the nature
of her claims. He first allowed the soh-
citations OF boon companions to overcome
the claims of the wife, and then, when
that wife began to urge more strongly
and at length to hint at her claims, he
flew off in a tangent with the idea that
his wife would rule him. So had the
trouble commenced.
-Four years passed away. Andrew
Raymond was now six-and nd-twenty years
of age, and thus far smiles had been his
portion He had saved up money enough
to set up in business for himself, but in
stead of opening shop on his own res
possibility, he bought share of his
employers business, and became the
mechanical partner" At his home all
was bright and joyous. He spent his
leisure time with his wife and little ones,
and seldom did he leave his home, save
on business, except his wife would ac-
company him.
And Martin Lambert He. was also
sx-and-twenty. He still worked in the
same shop at the same bench, and his
old companion and fellow-apprentice had
now become his employer, for the elder
partner would not have hired him except
at the earnest solicitation of Andrew
He had earned nothing to lay up but
"hved from hand to mouth, and some
times found himself obliged to borrow
money to buy food. At his home all was
dlscord and ioylessness. There were
discordant elements there. The husband
/ still refused to be ruled by the wife-and
/ the wife found no incentive to moral and
domestic duty. And so it went on, and
sorrow still brooded over the home where
/ JOY might have entered were the doors
but once opened to it.
This is a simple picture, and perhaps
a homely one. All can see its truth, and
most all have known its counterpart How
many families are made miserable Just
by the false idea of don,in ion How many
husbands there are who cast off the pure
affection of the wife by wilfully mistak-
ing 1t for wish to ruiz And how MANY,
/ too, who forget that the husband has the
home-dutics as well as the wife What
/ in Gods name, what Is the home of a
wife whore " h,,~l,onI'., r,ra,ilo ,sy'Ia,s -
lightit up? What-in the name of mercy
what is the reward of the faithful wife
who may not join in council for the gooo
of home What single ray of light shal
illumine the path of that wife's labor
who may not put forth her wishes in love
and reason 1t takes two persons, al
least, to make a social HOME, and though
that home is the wife's especial sphere
vet when the husband so far forgets il a,
to transfer his warmest smiles elsewhere
then il is trle home no more.
All my readers know what ! mean
There are faults on both sides with err
ing humanity hut ifredson and lore coulC
be ever placed as guardians over desir
and IrW. how many thousand homc
would be refulgent with JOY, that ar,
now draped in the sad pail of woe ant
misery