The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1886-12-14
THE RAG BAG.
Dolly and Will Discuss What
Makes the HOme-A WOman's
Temper and Burdette's
Comment.


usual few evenings since, and after
an early tea, We spent long, delicious
evening together. Now | know that
sounds rather doubtful in this age
where people sheer at the marriage re-
lation and believe that conjugal hap
piness is something which died with
Darby and Joan, but it is true. never
theless. Will said, ODDLY, darling,
do you know that this is the
sweetest spot on earth to mo, and all
day long, there is a song of thanks
giving in my heart that when the
"tOils that infest the day" are over,
shall come to you and the babies and
home. Home! what dear word it
is what a comfort, what a solace.
All, the man that has no home
not a shelter merely, not place to
eat dnd drink Only-but a home is a
creatuee to be pitied.' Yes, L said,
but Will do you know that the wife
cannot make the home alone. "Why
certainly not be answered but what
put that idea into your head?' Well
l was just thinking that yesterday |
visited Mrs. -- and the house was
arranged so beautifully and she was
so carefully and tastefully at
tired that l thought everything must
be very well with her, and |
ventured to say, "What a lovely home
you have, Mrs. -" and | was very
much surprised when she said with
deep sigh, "You mean, Mrs. Dolly, |
have a lovely house to live in; as for
the home. that is different. OF
course | could not pry into affairs
which plainly good breeding forbade,
but / was for the time considerably
puzzled. Later on, | discovered the
reason for her remark. Mr.. -
came home, and although he was very
prOfuse in his greetings to me, he
never even noticed his wife, and was
particularly formal and even cross with
her during the rest of my visit. He
did not seem to be aware that he was
doing anything at all that was impO-
lite, or that the contrast between his
treatment of myself and
his wife was In such
direct contrast, and | have always
heard him spoken of as an exemplary
husband in the matter of liberal pro-
vision for his wife's comfort, but he
proved TO me that his ife had no
home"
Will listened attentively, as he al
ways does, when | am talsing-which
is pretty much all the time when the
dear fellow is at home-and then he
said: Dolly, love makes the hone
and it must be the genuine old fash
Toned stuff, with not a bit of this mod
ern judaism in it, and | agree With
Will that no other receipt will furnish
half such good results, and upon GO
ing to the rag bag | find this:
Glove is a bird that sits and sings
At home, with downy folded wings;
Then let the sere leaves fall,
Then let the storm winds call
1t shunS the shallo y, envious throng;
In trust, in truth, in patience long,
Like the sweet nightingale,
In darkness will not fail"
l heard a smart old man say once
that woman who didn't have tenn
per now and then was no account,
for while man ought to be aphilOs-
Dpher and 60 according to reason,
woman wasn't made that way. She
is full of emotions and is bound to
show them. She is up and down,
now calm, and now excited, according
to circumstances. Her love is stronger
and her dislike more intense. She