Butte semi-weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1886-1890, 1886-10-20

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sAfs yodgoinss . laoture, Henry?r'
said, 4 l.1aw NJ huAb4pd one evening
putting tn Ass - eoattalfsr tea.
"Yes,r 49, tho ep}x.
II wish SuwouId taksme,u.I answered.
ARealy, MAs5I thinkshonae isshs proper
[plaSe Tor a.mother.s
But one Of my sisters vond look after
tho children. / do 20 swant 70 hear this
srsat lecturer"
Tell the truth. I have but one ticket
was the reply. as he went out Of the door.
other.,i
Ny husband and l had been married for
several years. Before the marriage he had
been unusually attentivu, even for q lover.
and II another gentleman spoke to me he
was Jealous. When there was q lecture or
concert anywhere he always took me. III
was invited to q party he was only too
glad to attend me-. But now ..parties are
a bore" he says; 'he can't think why;
women want to 60 to the n" Then he Wa
all affection.
Now, he acts as il it would lower his
dignity to show his love to me or my
children; and il l offer him q kiss or q
caress be is almost certain to refuse me.
l cannot complain that he neglects his
more obvious duties. He gives me plenty
OF money for dress, lives well, and isssyen-
talking Of buying a new house. HIT he
seems to think that a wife has no ba1aness
with anything but housekeeping, ard never
needs change OF scene or other recreation.
Whats the use of q woman" he q
going abOut! Home is the place for
her."
1t may be so, but after a hard days
work I often feel as if a walk in the fresh
air, or q visit to a neighbours would be a
blessing. l said to him the other evening
when he was going out again:
oblige me? just this once. I am SO
lonely"
Lonely" was his answer. "How can
you be lonely with the children"
But they are abed. And, recollect, I
zee nobody day in and day out. Can't
you do tito please me-ior this once?"
i could hardly speak; it was az much as !
could do to keep the tears from coming;
his conduct seemed SO cruel.
1.-The fact 49," he replied, Pm dead beat
with working all day, and must 20 out to-
get frightened up q little. You women.
never make allowances fora man." And;
he went out quite Grossly. {
Never make allowanceslsEH the husband
is worried with business, and / do not:
doubt it, 10 not q wife worried with houses
keeping? Are servants and childrensHa&
sickness no troubleHApd&j q w6IliiA;
differently constituted from q man, so that
the recreation which one considers indi4s
pensible for himself is of no service to thVl
other?
"How your complexion has gone" said
my husband to me the other day. 1T
seems to me that insthis climate q Oma
is old at thirty"
Again the tears came into; myeyes. Har-
ry did not mean to be unkind; he was only
thoughtless. But why had I lost I'M com.
plexion? Can a woman live forever in.
rooms heated by hot air, never going out
except on some errand, and then hurrying
home as 500 as the errand is done, with
out losing her complexion? is it the CHM
ate or her mode of life that makes her old
before her time? 1t was on my tongue to
say these things but I refrained. l have
learned that 'silence is golden"
"HOw I wish l had something to read"
I said yesterday. II think if / had a new
book now and then the evenings, when you
are out, Harry, would not be SO long,"
Books cost two much money in times
like these" answered my husband. ~
6uUulu Uuluh yUuI o0WluS WOulA 0AAuc yOu
enough. To get bread for his family and
lay by a little for a rainy day is as much
as a prudent man can do nowadays" And
as he spoke he lit his cigar aud went out.
Will men ever understand women? Will
they ever see their own selfishness in it's
true light? These thoughts rose to my
mind as I reflected with a sigh that a 1.-THE
of the money which Harry spent on cigars
would buy me all the new books | wished.
Yet Harry does not mean to be unkind.
He saw his mother treated a. he treats
me, and he thinks I have no right to COM
plain. Perhaps l have not. But, oh! how
much happier l would be if things were dill
ferent.
Are women only machines to sew. darn,
sweep, dust, bake bread. take care OF chill
dren and keep house? Have they no need
Of recreation? No higher nature that is
starved by a life like mine?
There is no contention between Harry
and me. But his love now is. or seems to
be, a very different thing from what it
seemed before marriage. Is my fate the
fate OF all? Is every wife like me when ten
years married?