The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1870-04-13
TER.B.S-IS ADVANCE.


olica! that afford moro pleasure in
their peruSal than "Our Saturday
night" Few sketches from any pon
ocntain more gems of sweet thought,
more hcnrt-1uiverings than the rove-
rie entitled "Worth Of Woman's
Love" Let tho world ccnsure as it
may tho editor of The Dcnocrat Toe,
and she who is '<m onarcn of home
queen Of hearts," will not believe the
heart utterly dGpravcd that can guide
the pen tn race, "Womon would be
better aud happier if men loved them
better and were more true. IF men
would strive as much to mako home
happy ~ they do to seek happiness
elsewhere, the world would be bet
ter" Those seem strange word, to
como from mans pon-but they arc
true. And many meck-cycd, sad
hearted woman has felt such thoughts
crowdilg heart and brain, As day by
day, she trcads tho dreary round of
duty performs each task, that each
day becomes more Il monotonous bur-
dcu she must bear alone. Yet, ask
him, WHO promised to Glove, cherish,
and protect as long as life shall last"
if She is happy, aud ho will almost
c1ns'dcr You insane, or at least you
iptend to .nsult him
"lIappy Why, Of course never
refused request she ever made and
che is surrounded by all that wealth
can procure. Who is there TO pre-
vent her happiness :"
.Ah, when Will men learn that sur
rounding with all that wealth can
prucnrc, hc.l"wiHg now and then cost
iy jewels or snmptuous fare, cannot
make a woman happy : There nro
many WIVES in our great land aud
many happy, cheerful, loving, and
loved ones, who make sunshine in
heart and home. But there are many
too many, in cabin and palace,
who inly cxclaim when tho night
shades iali, "Thank God, another day
cudod. One less in this drcary Jour
icy of lifc!" And Why Is it not
woman's duty TO be good baker of
brcai, and darner Of socks : Aud
should shc not be cheerful and happy
that sAe has some ono to give her n
shelter from the driving storm, and to
provide hor with food and clothing +?
IL it not her duty and province to keep
tho house ho has provided in order :?
TO see that the fire is burning bright
ly and tho hearth clcanly swept2
Yes; but is there not duty due her :
When at the holy altar, did he prom-
iSo to "love, cherish aud protect" n
h"nsekcephr, nursery -maid und cook 7
Not so, saith lie who gave tho oom-
maud divine-but "Wo will make for
him hclpmeot and companion. )"
And is it making of her companion
when he enters tho over home which
she prcsides, simply to cat of the
"broad" her hands has prepared, with
out thinking tosay "good morning." or
bcsto% one smile or caress All the
day long She has been bending over
the needle stitch, stitch-until heart
and brain have grown weary;o walk
ing un,i,iogly and down the quiet
room to lull tho restless mounings of
n sick infant. Not only al tho day,
bnt tAroush the long nights, gently
hnshins the faint cry, lest papa should
be disturbed. But he comes and
goes, and stops not to whisper those
"scnsclcss words" that fall from low
ing lirs, and breathe worlds Of mean
IN, 10 the fond heart, and mako lifo
less dark. Loving words and fond
carossc. cost so li,,le ! why arc they so
sparingly given to those who would
prize them more than the brightest
gem or costly attire2
Do men wonder that the rosy check
has lost its bloom Tho dark eye its
Brightness Is it nothing to spend
tho long day III toll, preparing some
ncw surprise for the one dcarer than
life, and then to greet him with joyful
smile, only qniycring for the sofe
sweet words of love and thanks-his
approval all tho reward desired and
at last-rcccive hurried 'Oh don't
bother mo. | am tired enough now 2"
That is all, but enough; and it is
thus q woman's hopo and lifo go out.
All the day long man is in the
busy thoroughfare, meeting new faces,
passing through new scenes, having,
none will deny, his own burdens to
bear: But if he has trials and per.
p'cxl.'cs, he has also opportunities to
forget them. But her own household
j. wnman's thoroughfro and if
husbands speaks harsh, nnkind word !,
OF hastily slam the front door without
noa or smile, she has naught to
han'sh tho remembrance, but IL fol
ioSs IN the nursery, aud the kitchen i,
g''s'ons in the bright tears that fall
upon The garment she is quietly stitch
ing.
Yet ibis daily routine of home du-
ties would be to her the holicst, happi.
est o. tasks did she know that when
the twilight shadows fell one would
como with brave words of cheer.
,rowning her with love aud happiness