The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1886-01-20

had woman and unworthy OF being your
companion In life charged with sucn
stupendous solemnity and vicissitudes'
What you want, o man in wife, is noe '
butterfly of the sunshine, not gigghng
nonentity, not painted doll, rpt gossip J
ING gad- -about, not o mixture Pf artlhciah'
tits which leave you In doubt as to wnere
the humbug ends and the woman begins I
hut a. earnest soul, one that can not only ,
laugh when you laugh, but weep when you
weep. There will be wide, deep graves In ,
your path of life, and you will both wan.
steadying when yon come to the verge OF
them, tell you! When your fortune iahs
Won will want some one to talk OF tho treas
ures in heaven and not charge upon you
with bitter ~ told y on 3d." AS far as
can analyze IL sincerity and earnestness are
the foundation Of all worthy wlfehood. Get
that and you get all. Fail to get that ana
YOU get nothing but what you Will wish you
never had got.
DON'T make the mistake that man OF tne
text made In letting his eye settle the ques'
| tion in which coolest judgment directed py
divine wisdom are all important. lie VINO
has no reason for his wifely choice except
a uretty face Is like man who should puy T.
| a farm because of the dahlias in the front
door.yard. Beauty Is q talent, and when
God gives il ho intends it as q benedictlon
upon a woman's face. When the good Prin-
cess of Wales dismounted from
the rail train last summer, ana
IT saw her radiant face, l could
understand what they told me the day be-
fore. that when at the great military nos
pitai where are now the wounded and the
sick from the Egyptian and other wars the
Princess passed through, all the SICK "ere
cheered at her coming, and those VINO
could be reused neither by doctor nor
nurse from their stupor, would get up on
their elbows to look at her, and wan and
wasted lips prayed an audible prayer:
UGod bless the Princess Of Wales! Doesn't
she look beautifulp
But how uncertain is the tarrying OF
, beauty in a human countenance. Explo-
, sion of kerosene lamp turns 1t into scar
0 iAcation, and a scoundrel with the dasn OIL
|. vitriol may dispol 1t, or time VIII driVe MS
' chariot wheels across that bright face, cut
Z ting it up in deep ruts and gullies. But
4 there is an eternal beauty on the face Oh
some women whom rough and ungallant
n world may criticise as homely, and though
h their features may contradict all the laws
a of Layater on physiognomy, yet they have
q praces Of soul that will keep them attract
q i've for time and glorious through oil etern'
d ity.
l. There are two or three circumstances N
y which the plainest wifeis queen OF beauty
to her husband, whatever her stature OF
10 profile. BY financial panic or be
as travel of business partner, the MAJ
C. goes down, and returning to hi
ib home that evening he says:
,h am ruined; 1 am in disgrace forever;
II care not whether live or die" II Is a
he agitated story he is telling In the house
ee hold that winter night. He says: "rh
he furniture must go, the house must go, I'll
,se social position must CO." and from bein
Of sought for obsequiously they must be cold
ITO shouldered everywhere. After he ceaS
on, talking, and the wife has heard all IN
the lence, she says: ais that allY Why,y "
lily had nothing when married you, and "
nat have only come back to where you starte
"a. II YOU think that my happiness and tn
Inc of the children depend on these trapping
the vou do not know me, though sc have liy
Fe's together thirty years. God Is not dea
ur- and the National Bank Of Heaven has u
Ion suspended payment, and II you don't mi
ing I don't care cent. What little we ne
en- of food and raiment the rest OF our liy
iil- we can get, and don't propose to sit do'
was and NOPE and groan. Mary, hand me I'll
.ose darning needle. And, John, light one
Anh linnUlV-
rms the register for little more heat. Fanr
ian, fetch your fathers slippers. l declare
nee have forgot TO set the rising for tho
len; cakesw And while she is busy at It
lom hears her humming Newton's old hyr
ITO. morrow"
,no. Il can bring with It nothing,
'noo But He will bear us through.
we Who gives the lilies clothing
rIui VIII clotho his people too;
ate, Beneath the spreading heaven
ave No creature but Is fed
here nd lie who feeds the ravens
"A n Will give his children bread.
Though vine nor fig tree either
'neh Their wonted fruit should bear,
had Though all the fields should wither
'orm Nor fiocks nor herds be there;
; by Yet God tho same abiding,
cred His praise shall tune my
hay. For while In Him conhding
-ious can not but rejoice.
'anu The husband looks up In amazement
eno says: "Well, well, you are the grea
Ilme, woman ever saw. / thought you VIC
Ior faint dead away when told you"
inse- as he looks at her, all the glories OF PHI
L no ognomy In the court. Of Louis XIV, OF
man modern fashion plates are tame as G.
ca pared with the superhuman splendori
COM that woman's face. Joan OF Arc, NJ
ny 70 Antoinette and La Belle Hamilton, the
hBh', chantment of the court of Charles H.,
way .,t'ara
wing, .,
ot 10 There is another time when the plai
wife is queen Of beauty TO her hush
,,m She has done the work Of life. She
. a.. reared her children for God and Hea
',.S ~ and though some of them may be
III. wild they will yet come back, for GOD
.h. promised. She is dying and her husl
- ~ stands by. They think over all the
of THAR compa nionship, the weddings