The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1875-07-16
NUMBER 2S.
BEsTsPARLORS.

Almost every A16fican house possesses
one of these drca6lth affairs, erected to
what unknown goddess it is impossible to
guess 1t is Bogy, before whom from
time to time people burn gas in chandeliers
of fearful design to whom are dedicated
fragrant carpets, impossible oil paintings,
furniture too gorgeous for common day and
shroudcd thcrcfrom by customary Holland.
Musty smells belong to this Deity stiffness,
angles, absence of sunshine. The visitor,
entering, secs written above the portal =
WHO enters here bandons-convcrsation
What is there to talk about in dark room
as the Domdancl, except where one crack
i'll Il reluctant shutter reveals stand OF
| wax flowers under glass, and dimly dis
ccrncd hostess, who evidently waits only
your departure to cxtinguish that solitary
ray? The voice instinctivcly bushes; the
mind finds itself barren of ideas. a few
drcary conmonpaccs arc exchanged, then
a risc rustic, the door is gained and the
light of the blessed sun you glance up in
passiug-fap goes the blind-inncr dark
ness is again resumed Bogy has it all his
own way, and you thank your stars you
have done your duty by the Browns for at
least twelve month And yet upon this
dismal apartment, which she hates, and all
her acquaintanccs Late. poor Mrs Brown
has lavishcd time and money enough to
make two rooms charming For ugly
4 things cost as much as pretty ones-often
more. And costly uglncss is, as Mrs.
Brown would tell you, "a great responsible
ity to take care Of What with the carpet
which mustn't get faded, and the mirror
which mustn't get hy-spcckcd, and the gild-
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nothing but to shut the room up to dark
ness and all dull influences And as fami-
lies arc like flies and will follow the sun,
the domestic life comes to be led every
where rather than in the best parlor, and
the taboo which Mrs. Brown proclaims is
easily enforced
EDITOR SOUTHERN CuLTIvAToR -
Please publish the extract l send you in
your highly priced "Cultivator," that it
may be widely circulated / want our
farmers wives to read it and be benefited.
| &c parlors-their cold, stiff, chcerlcss
ele..,ancc chils my social feeling. hare
one its true, because ! have to do rs other
people, but don't want it and rarely 90 i'll
it. generally find some excuse for asking
my friends into my little sitting room I,
where I am at my work with baby on the
, floor, and make no apology for the little
shoe tina! he has II fown across the room,
7 has left in the chair often have a Yeis
uIe moment that I would love to spend
with friend if could run in, 'just as I
am" to their cozy sitting room, or cool
back piazza j.; but to attire myself in keep
ing with the costly parlor, would consume
the little time / had to spare for the visit :;
and the dark, Stiff unaired room would
make my head ache. So my little visit,
which l might have enjoyed, but for the
parlor, is abandoned. Don't understand,
Mr. Editor: that [ am not fond of tosty
pretty rooms no true woman will sit long
in any o. her but the parlors are not, us a
general thing, tasty or pretty, and that's
the reason the ladies make ''pop calls."-
But, please excuse me for trespassing Oh
your timc-1 didn't mean to and publish
the extract when you have space, as the
well expressed sentiments of
A FARMERS WIFE.