Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1878-05-12
MOVING DAY.



If the reader is the unfortunate head
of a family, and has experienced the
miseries that inevitably follow in the
train of a removal from one residence
to another, we are satisfied that this
item will touch a chord of sympathy
in his heart. We have moved; hence
ject. Moving is a sad day. The fact
has long been known, but it remains
for us to explain why. 1t is not because
the affections of men and Ome have
so twlned themselves about the roo
tree beneath which domestic bliss has
been enjoyed for twelve months that
they can not be torn away without an
guish. Trees leave every spring with
gu regret, and why should not root
trees, as well as others, be left without
regret 1t is not that families are
about to entrust their happiness to an
untried landlord, for there is not a
landlord who has not been repeatedly
and very sorely tried. And besides,
from this danger there is always a way
of release by yielding to the increased
demands of the old landlord. 1t is
no because moving is expensive, for
in many cases it is cheaper to move
than to pay the April rent. 1t Is not
because furniture is damaged by being
moved, tor all eXpresSmen move fur
niture with care; that fact they take
care to tell you. Nor is it because of the
trouble involved in moving, tor IL is
no more trouble to move than to clean
house, and no sane woman would
clean the house she was bou to move
out of. No, not one of these alleged
reasons for the ohjectionableness of
moving day is the correct one. The
philosopher of the SENTINEL may
nave claimed 100 much for himself in
intimating that he had discovered the
true reason. In her heart every wo-
man who ever moved must be half
conscious Of the reason. But she
wouldn't admit it to her best friend.
She won't admit it to herself, when
she can help it. Much of the fretting
and scoldiug, and most of the winged
words uttered on May day, are but de-
vices to Danish from the mind the pain
full truth. and exclude the thought that
pierces the soul of the unfortunate
oma But the truth is like Ban
quo's ghost. 1t will not down. It
shakes its CORY locks at every woman
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soul, and who is compelled by circum-
stances, whatever they may be, to
move.
Like all great truths, this one is sim
pie. When it is once proclaimed,
every one will protest that he or she,
as the sex may be, always knew it, and
that it isn't worth putting in the news.
papers.
The reason why moving day is
dreaded above ali other days of the
year. is that the very worst possible
use that furniture can be put to is to fill
an express wagon, or obstruct a side
walk. Under no other circumstances
does good furniture look so poor, and
poor furniture look so utterly despica-
BILE. No matter how well furniture
looked in the store, or in its appropri-
ate place in the house, on d sidewalk or
in an express wagon it undergoes sud
den and vast depreciation. 1t every
body moved, this would no be a seri
Gus matter; but everybody doesn't
move, and the people who don't move
| gather at their windows to gloat their
eyes on the wretched mass of stuff
which their neighhors who do move
have dignified by the name of furni-
ture. 1t is this that fills a woman's
soul with bitterness at the thought of
moving. The pretty articles that made
her parlor not only comfortable, but
attractive and, perhaps, elegant, appear
to the people across the street, then
piled chaotically on a wagon, like the
unsold remnants from a second hand
auction room. The pretty carpet, the
selection of which reflected credit on
the cultivated taste of the woman who
moves, when done up in a wad with
the wrong side out, looks no better
than the ragged old carpet. All the
| ornaments are, Of course, packed away
out of sight. Every object of furni-
ture presents to the public its back or
unGerside. There is no opportunity in
packing al express wagon to manifest
that taste which a woman readily man
TESTS in arranging the same furniture
in a room. The result of all this is that
every woman who moves is deeply
mortified at the spectacle her house
hold goods make when in transit, and
il adds gall to an already bitter draught
to know that all the old neighbors and
all the new ones are elevating their
noses as far as The construction of that
organ will permit, at the pitiable array
of tables, chairs, and bedsteads with
which she kas been keeping house.
Thisi it is that makes moving day a day
of wrath, a dreadful day, and moving
the most trying ordeal that a woman's
self respect can be called on to pass
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