Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1889-01-04
Is Marriaxe a Failure.

letter containing several questions, to
which he desired answers. The first
OF these questions was, els marriage q
failure?" Mrs. G. Burley Jones, Of
Camp Roseycrantz, answered as fol-
lows:
81 can truly say that in my own case
marriage was not failure. We had
one of the most successful and the
aplombest of weddings by far that I
was ever at, to say nothing of partici-
pating into
But as regards married life after
ward, that is another thing. We were
married. Mr.. Jones and myself, under
the most delightful auspices-auspices
which | may say at this time is played
out Mr.. Jones was beautiful groom
as ever wrenched tender young bud
from the parent stem. His form was
1.-the and graceful to degree, and his
features, as we'll as his eyeteeth, were
delicately cut. His straight, genteel
nose, and his landlady were both beau
tifully chiseled, as / may say; but, oh,
how sweet we both looked as we stood
up in the dim. religious light, and, as
it were, took our medicine!
"Oh, L do not regard marriage as q
failure. I think it is real nice. The
Sars0trns Commonwealth and I,sdi-
Gator said that there never was bride
in our place that knew better how to
behave than I did. One paper said I
was little too naughty and checked
up too high, but that was the only I'M
kind thing that was said.
Marriage in and of itself is not q
failure. It is cropping about in the
same trousers pockets in the stiffness
of night, week after week, and finding
nothing, which is failure. It is look
ing into the same cold, harsh features
across the breakfast table day after
day and week after week that makes
me tired. Little did 1 dream as I
threw o crocheted nubia over my
wreath of orange blossoms, and bound
ing lightly into q iacre babe them
drive us to the foot of the Rue de Two
Hundred and Tenth street, where we
were to take the diligence for Yonkers,
that some day Burley would bite me
and be rude!
"Still he loves me in his own gro
tesque way. He says he does. But
when he gets mad about something,
all his hot Southern blood mantles to
his brow, and he forgets himself and
! throws things at me which he knows
! the next moment would have been bet
ter unthrowed.
"My mother visited us for a week at
one time, and then she went home.
She seemed to know how to deal with
Burley pretty we'll, for father is good
deal such man, though feeble, of
course, and so mother can get out of
his way when he gets on his war paint,
but she said she guessed she had bet
ter stay at home, perhaps, and let Bur.
ley and L fight it out together. Moth
er is a larger woman than I am though,
and one day when Burley got fractions
and said his hot blood was beginning
to mantle to his brow, mother said
THAT'S played out, young fellow says
she, and If you want to blood the hot
mantle with your brow, 1 can assist
you, rickon.' She then took down /
bookshelf and welted my husband
over the dome of thought in such
way as to start gladiola bulb ove1
one eye, and cause him to sink to the
floor with dull moan.
II believe the theory of marriage tc
be correct one, but it is not practical
If 1 could have married a man with 8
sufficient income SO that he would have
had nothing to do but lean over my
chair and tickle my ear with the end
of his jute mustache, / know that ]
could have been happy, but 1 had to
marry as did OF not at all. In our
town it was just as Isaiah described
matters in the fourth chapter Of his
| justly celebrated prophecy: And in
that day seven women shall take hold
of one man, saying we will eat our own
bread and wear our own apparel, only
let us be called by thy name, etc.
"And you can get some idea of the
condition of things when young women
who don't know anything at all about
cooking offer to eat their own bread.
"Thats how came to marry G. Bur-
| ley Jones, pretty young man as all
/ agree, man who lights up we'll as a
bridegroom or corpse, but who is not
fitted by nature or education for any
other walk in life whatever.
"He is beautiful, and his pantaloons
never bag at the knee even when he
hasn't had anything to eat for two days.
He has never failed to put in an hour
every morning with his manicure set,
even if he had to neglect his prayers.
He is very tidy, indeed, and even when
we were very, very poor, and his shirt
collar was fastened to his vest and
scarf by means of safety pins, and his
cuffs sewed into the sleeves of his coat
because there was no shirt to button
them onto, he would cut the monogram
corner off an old handkerchief and pin
it in his breast pocket slrreptitiously,
wiping his nose on telegraph pole
now and then, but still maintaining his
o! hauteur, and carrying pair Of
..,ier mache dummy gloves in his
land when he hadn't had anything in
his stomach but pain for two days.
ono, do not regard marriage as a
failure at all. 1t is trying to keep
house without groceries or brains
which is a failure"
Marriage and Tobacco.
George Eliot somewhere makes re-
mark to the effect that the man who loves
cigar gives it the first place in his