Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1882-05-12
Grumbllng Husbands.

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If you lin the habit of grumbling you
know it. st8 eas.
Perhaps you think you are justified.
Perhaps you think it makes Sally Ann
do better to complain of everything she
does, and Wish she would Try and brace up,
and keep house lkesJenkihs' wife, orSprig-
gins aunt. }fi5s y fs5+f.lia 81. r
We are continually told by moralists,
and preachers, and writers, and lecturers
that woman should meet her husband
with smile, that she should never find
fault with him, and that if he sins she
should win him back by kindness.
Now, it is a poor rule that won't work
both ways. A husband has no more
right to grumble than woman has to
complain.
If dinner isn't ready when he comes
home let him try and remember that in all
probability the attraction of gravitation
will still hold the universe together, and
the rage for sunfowers will have its run
all the same. Let him say the prayers his
mother taught him while he is waiting,
and if ne takes the cross baby which is
hanging to Sally AIMS skirts and soothes
it to good nature. he can remember these
prayers better, and they will be likely to
ascend higher.
A man gets into the habit of grumbling
and hardly knows that he is grumbling,
it comes so handy. He would feel lost with
out it, and his wife would think heaven
had come down.
For if there is anything which will wear
out woman's patience and temper it is to
have the man she married come in with
his face in puckered snarl and ex-
claim:
'Ain't dinner ready yet? What in the
thunder have you been about? Where's
the towel? No hot water2 There never
is. Who's logged off that soap? I wish
you'd let my toothbrush alone Whew!
this room smells like soap-boiling estab-
lishment! That meat is a-burning What
does make you burn so much coal? It's
enough to ruin man! Why, Jenkins says
they've only burned five tons this winter,
and we've burned six. But Mrs. Jenkins
is a woman that knows how to run coal
fire. It there any pudding? Humph!
1t don t seem to me that it would be
great job to make pudding, and nothing
to do but just the Homework for this fam
lily! Now. at Spriggins' they always have
pudding. Where's the comb? L wish
you'd learn them children to put thing
back in its place after they use it. What
is George crying for2 Wants string for
his kite? Poor little fellow! Now, Sally
Ann, it does seem to me that if I had
nothing to do but stay in the house all the
forenoon I could find time to get my little
boy kite-string. When I was boy my
mother used to quit everything and see
after her children. Well, we'll, times have
changed But there is great difference
mothers! Has the ice man been
here Seventy-fve cents week
for ice! Sally Ann, Pm astonished! Any
body would think that this house was re-
frigerator. Ice gone up? Well, it seems
to nae it's always going up. There! I've
caught my toe in that oil-cloth again! Sal
ly Ann, 1t does seem as if you might put
tack in that oil-cloth. I've spoke about
it enough; bat the more you speak about
anything here, the more you may. Din
ner ready? Well, 1 should think it was
time! Ten minutes-yes, eleven minutes
late! Where's the pickles? I wish you
would set the table while you're about it.
No sugar in the bowl! If there's anything
bate it's to have to wait for sugar, and
my tea a-cooling. Humph who made this
biscuit? Better sell it for a brickbat!-
Now, the bread they have over to Jenk-
ms is superb-like a cork, and white a.
snow. Sally Ann, don't wish to find
FAULT, but do wish that you would try
and learn to make bread. thought was
hungry, but my appetite is all gone. I
wish l hadn't come to dinner at all. We
never get anything as it should be here!"
Does anybody wonder that Sally Ann is
discouraged? Does any blame her if she
slams the door her husband has left open
in taking his departure, and that she saws
to herself. she wishes she had never set
eyes on him-so now!