Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1874-08-21
HEB STORY.

understood very WE'LL" said she
xthat r was not to have the Afternoon
s.that many wives have. His talent
.s.and Genius must not be narrowed
udown to myself. She was nothing
in her own eyes but common
Mace little woman, and it was enough.
# a stray beam of the glory when
radiate.l from her hero's presence fell
scross the humble figure following
reyerently behind him. If he left her
unnoticed while he was making tame,
and filing his little world with beantl.
full phrases, she accepted her lowly lot
in meek coiltentmcnt. If he babe her
90 with him into public places, she
obeyed without q word, and stood
aloof in the midst Of the throng, that
she might not disgrace him with her
simple manner and h0mely speech.
To watch her lord and master shining
in the company Of brilliant takers,
and wits, anu essayists, and poets, was
happiness enough for her. 10 make a
luxurious and refined home for this
gifted berg and his grand friends she
Mas willing " ~ cOi0 ana nuIsiJ'
Whatever may have been her faults,
it is easy to see that she had tender
heart and u sympathetic nature. How
many sad hUnrs must there have been
as she looked back to those early days
when the young reporter knew no wo-
man more accomplished than his girl
isll wife, no pleasure more intoxicating
than her society, no glory greater than
to win her love. But she never COM
planned that he gradually forgot bis
quiet little worshipper while he wa.,
busy setting the world to rights and
% making a name for himself" She
never blamed him 5cc:.,,se he told her
to keep away from MIN when his fine
company caro, or sc0lded about the
unco: genial atmosphere of his home,
"nero there was nobody but simple
wife and children to minister to his
spirit. This was no common
man. 1t was creature whose 'talent
and genius" must not be "narrowed
down" to the ordinary domestic duties,
q being destined for the pride of the
lyceum and the admiration of advanc
ell tea-tables, and privileged in c0nse-
quence to be moody, cruel, and dissat-
isfied at home.
Poor woman, how she nursed his
vanity and self1shness! Little by lit
tic, he got farther and farther away
from her. He needed literary com
and she was not literary.
He yearned for the society of bold
thinkers, and radical reformers of
every eccentric variety, and she was
,nly an old-faslliOned body who cared
more for the firesitlc than the crowded
lall, and wanted somebody to love
Ter. LOud-voiced women came to
confront her at her own taale. Blat-
mt prophetesses made her parlors
lideOus. The man who had taken her
or better or for worse began to dis
'uss her failings and to question her
lOnor IN the company of salacious
Ocial revolutionists. Anybody might
ave Eorccccu ti1c cru. Ino nero
talhssl through two cities, exhibiting
lis sores, and praying the world to
'ellold how he was dishonore.l, while
he wife ran heart broken to the GENE
cry and threw herself upon the graves
+ her children.
To learn the lesson of this domestic
history it is needless to know who has
inned or how much has been forgiven.
'he first fault is plain enough. There
) no such thing as social prosperity
nd happiness which does not rest up |
n the purity and union of the family.
What shallow charfatans are those
tho seek to raise the condition of wo-
IAN by crushing their own wiyes
vhile they turn neat phrases in the
ewspapers and round sonOroas periods
II tile platform. What poor fools are
he vain and gildy orators and essay
SITS who look for the golden age Of a
enovated society, while they waste
heir domestic fortunes and fiOut the
Omely duties which lie at their very
and.-N. y. Tribune.