The Republican journal., 1873-03-06
Written for the J Journal.
Register Studies. No. 4.
LOST WOMEN.

| women from the ordinary STAND point
Adler pens than mine have already dont
that. So you may read right along, ane
possibly find yourself or some of YOU
| friends. Not that | know in the leas
who you are-but you may find ''experi
ences" that so closely resemble your owl
as to lead yoa to believe that am "telline
tales out OF school ;" which is not the case
only in so far as human nature is very
much the same the world over.
In my Judgment it is a clear case that
the average woman needs a better educa-
ton to begin life, than the average man,
for the simple reason that a mans ppi-
suits, whether professional, commercial,
or mechanical, bring him in contact with
other minds sufficiently to keep his Wits
sharpened, and free from the moth and
rust that creepeth in to DESTROY.
The world is full of good women who
hunger and thirst after knowledge that is
denied them for the want of opportunity
Even provided they have fair start in
the world, the first ten fifteen or twenty
years of their married life is spent between
watching the biennial additions OF human
ity in the nursery and the hebdomadal
changes of 'help" in he kitchen For
Bridgets wont stay where there are
| s'childers"-and the childers wont stay
where the Bridgets are. if they can help it
"Only the eye of God watches like a
mothers" said Fanny Fern. And it is
beautiful that it is so. Yet the eye to
watch courageously and faithfully needs
the guidance of a cultivated mind and a
Christian heart. And that mind and that
heart need not Clly fountain of resources
to start with, but the fountain needs con-
stant replenishing otherwise the streams
dry up, and labor lo.es the only charm
that can dignity it.
A mother has to plan, and work, and
think for everybody. II in all these la
bors and cares she feels she has her hus-
bands sympathy, all is we'll But
there are so many otherwise most excel
husbands, who take it for granted that it
is woman's place to attend continually
to the endless round Of domestic affairs,
cook three times three hundred and sixty
five meals each year, (that OF itself would
be AZ. 800 meals in forty years , attend to
'.the butcher, the baker, and the candle
stick maker" without ever saying to them
my dear, how weary you look; VT
must take q trip to the mountains OF
springs to freshen you up" Or ii that is
beyond their means, Becky, you are
an old Jewel, let's pitch our tent by the
sea-shore, till the color comes back in
your cheeks, and the sparkle in your eye
An ordinary observer can pick out in
any crowd the fortunate women, whose
i husbands are
| ''To their virtues very kind
To their faults Il little bhnd.'
| The bright, CHEEKY look Of such women j:
never for a moment to be contound with
the meek, dabby washed out look OF tht
'lost women who are 50 unfortunate a.
to have husbands who evidently never
| the old copy-books, Virtue Gin woman)
is its own reward" The great stupit
creatures 90 blundering along, never
dreaming but their wives are the mos
/ hlest OF mortals Though they DO oc,
casionally wonder why my wife grows
old so fast, and sort OF quiet like ?''-bu
never once face the fact that
''Ts the pain in the heart
That deadenS the eye"
| A gentleman invites a few friends tC
dine, His wife is delighted, 0hey hav,
been married only a Year, for now won
she get some of the hustle and stir of the
| the outside world? She will listen to theil
bright talk, participate in the badinage
and get little flavor of better kind O
wit than her calling" friends seem tc
possess. The parlors and dining room
are frightened up with fresh flowers ant
knick-knacks. 50 disposed as to give ,
very CHEEKY and home-like look Thi
completed, she rushes for the kitchen
only to find her one servant Ga recent i'm
portation from the Emerald Isle) as igno
rant of the proportions of pepper and sal
IN the turkey dressing as she would be o
| the proportions of Venus de Meaici, ol
the Column Nendome before vandal hands
were laid upon it. So the courageous
| little woman takes things into her owr
| hands, for she fortunately had a cleal
head and willing hands in her early home
and wasn't afraid to use either Begin
ming with the turkey she goes ON witt
the whole detail Of preparation, including
soup, pastry. pudding, sweet-meats, &c
&C., until she is Mortified at the first stroke
| of the town bell For
| Come what come may,
| Tine and the hour rams through the roughes
day.
| turn from his office with his friends al
| twelve and a half o'clock, and they were
| to dine at one O'clock The pudding
sauce was yet to be made, the coffee moi
quite ready, and numerous other things
to "see to-" Passing the kitchen glass,
she saw a very red face, surmounted by
trighttul crimps and beads of perspiration
starting from every pore. Let things go
as they may, she must fly to her room and
dress for dinner. With no time to "coo
off," and every nerve quivering with the
unwonted strain, she rushes into hel
pretty organdie, only to find the lace
ripped off one Of the sleeves She quickly
changes that for the first thing that comes
to hand, which proves to be her pique
What is her dsmay, when giving the
finishing touch to her neck-tie she espies
a great coffee stain on the front breadth
There is no help for it-tor just then she
hears the sound of footsteps, and merry
voices on the piazza. It's too late to get