St. Landry democrat. (Opelousas, La.) 1878-1894, 1886-02-13

or estrangement. Why2 They started
wrong. In the other case, although there
/ | were hardships and trials, and some thinge
that had to be explained, still things went
on pleasant until the very last Whv:
They started right.
My advice to you in your home is to ex.
ercise to the very last possibility of your
nature the law of forbearance. Prayers in
the household will not make up for
everything. Some of the best peo-
pie in the world are the hardest to get
along with. There are people who
stand up in prayer meeting and pray
like angels, whom at home are uncompro-
missing and cranky. You may not have
everything just as you want it. Some
times it will be the duty of the hus-
band and sometimes of the wife to yield ;
but both stand punctiliously on your
rights, and you will have a Waterloo
with no Butcher coming up at nightfall to
| decide the conflict.
| Never be ashamed to apologize when
you have done wrong in domestic af-
fairs. Let that be law of your house,
hold. The best thing I ever heard of
my grandfather, whom [ never saw, was
this: That once having unrighteously re-
buked one of his children, he himself hav-
| ing lost his patience, and, perhaps, hav.
ing been niisinformed of the chld's doing,
| found out his mistake, and in the evening
of the same day gathered all his family
| together and said: snow have one ex-
PLANTATION to make, and one thing to say.
| Thomas, this morning I rebuked you very
unfairly. | am very sorry for it. I re-
| h11yaH tha If +ba ,,olo
| family, and now l ask your forgiveness
| in their presence" It must have taken
some courage to do that 1t was right,
was it not: Never be ashamed to apollo
| gize for domestic inaccu1acy. Find out
| the points; what are the weak points,
| il I may call them so, of your companion,
! and then stand aloof from them. Do not
carry the fire of your temper too near
the gunpowder. 1t the wife be easily
fretted by disorder in the household.
let the husband be careful where he
throws the slippers. II the husband comes
home from the store with his patience all
exhausted, do not let the wife unneces-
sarily cross his temper; but both stand up
for your rights, and will promise the ev-
erla sting sound of the warwhoop. Your
life will be spent in making up, and mar
riage will be to you an unmitigated curse.
Cowper said:
The kindest and the happiest pair ~
Will find occasion to forbear;
And something, every day they live,E
To pity, and perhaps forgive. |
advise, also, that you make your chief |
pleasure circle around about that home It !
is unfortunate when it is otherwise If the |
husband spend the most of his nights away
from home, of choice, and not of necessity, |
he is not the head of the household: he is
only the cashier. If the wife throw the
cares of the household in the servants
Lap, and then spends five nights of the week
at the opera or theater, she may clothe her
children with satins and laces and ribbons
that would confound a French milliner,
nut they are orphans. Oh, it is sad when
child has no one to say it's prayers to,
because mother has gone off to the evening
enbertainment! In India they bring chill
dren and throw them to the crocodiles. and
itseems very cruel; but the jaws of New
York and Brooklyn dissipation are swal-
lowing down more little children to-day
than all the monsters that ever crawled
upon the banks of the Ganges!
have seen the sorrow of goddess moth
or on the death of child she had neglect
ed. 1t was not so much grief that she felt
from the fact that the child was dead as
the fact that she had neglected it. She said:
Ii had only watched over and cared for
the child, know God would not have
taken it," The tears came not: it was '
dry, blistering tempest-a scorching simeon t
Of the desert. When she wrung her hands t
it seemed as if she would twist her fingers f
from their sockets; when she seized her c
hair it seemed as if she had, in wild terror, (
5rasped a coiling serpent with her right t
hand. No tears! Comrades of the little Il
'ne came in and wept over the coffin; t
lelghbors came in, and the moment they t.
Jaw the still face of the child the shower q
'roke No tears for her. God gives tears a
Is the summer rain to the parched soul:
'uG In all the universe the driest and hot g
est the most scorching and consuming Ii
hing is mothers heart if she has neg tt
ected her child, when once it is dead God b
nay forgive her, but she will never forgive p
erset. Inc memory will sink the eyes ii
eeper into the sockets, and pinch the face, ID
no whlten the hair, and eat up the heart %
'itn Vuitures that will not be satisfied, II
brewer blunging deeper their iron beaks. 81
}, you wanderers from your home, go b
ack to your duty! The brightest flowers b
all the earth are those which grow in lie
,e garden OF Christian household, clam d.
erlng over the porch of Christian home. g
L advise you also to cultivate sympathy 81
occupation. Sir Sames Macintosh, one II
the most eminent and elegant men that 81
'er lived, while standing on the very tn
eight OF his eminence, said to great A
'mpany of scholars, 'My wife made me-" til