The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1892-05-31

0eglecte1 you Tor OtnerS, or VINO was
80 absorbed in his business that he had
no leisure for the loving words and
caresses which all women crave. Hon.
est, now, don't you think it would be
hard to resist in case some congenial
fellow came along, ready and willing
to offer that which your husband failed
to give?'
! answered, 81 do not say that I
am any better than other women; I
do not say what 1 might do in a case
of great temptation. l do say that l
believe, remembering my promise to
my God as well as to my husband;
remembering that the man who could
offer me consolation under such cir
cumstances would take advantage Of
it, and who, instead of calling nv At
tention to my duty. would pour sickly
and sentimental nonsense into my ear.
was . william, l would. with ali the
strength of an honest heart and pur.
pose in life which feels that two wrongs
never righted one, repulse. not with
scorD, perhaps, but with a sense Of
the deep obligation which 1 was IN.
der, the ''fellow." and thus
prove that I was worthy to hold my
husbands honor, my chiidren's honor
and my Own honor as jewels beyond
price.
eyes. but would you 60 on living
with such a man as l have mem
tioned?"
II think ] would," 1 replied, II
would try to believe that my duty
was something more than that of .
sweetheart and while being q loving
soul, l would feel wounded at neglect
or coldness, yet unless my husband
were absolutely abusive or untrue to
me. would endure with what patti
ence could. If untrue l would not
make his untruth worse by commit
ting the same sin myself. l would ask
for a divorce because Christ himself
has sanctioned such divorce"
"Well, we'll I knew you were old
fashioned" said my listener, but
after all Nell away down in a mans
heart there is Away the wish that all
women we're good so that we men
who largely get our religion from
women could be better. Even /,
Nell, experienced, almost cynical,
man that l am, long sometimes to be
the man l ought to be and a. I watch
the years creep away into eternity and
look back over those / have 80 mis-
spent and out Of my memory produce
but few things which whisper COM
fort, l grow disguised and hate nv
self with hot hatred which leaves Q
scar everywhere it touches. Husks on
my lips, when there should he fruit.
Bah. it sickens me-"
/ tried to console him, Madge, but
l could understand the struggling
soul which broke like a ray Of sun
shine from It's prison, and I sent the
young man away, hoping. perhaps
vainiy. that be would think and keep
or thinking until the thought crys-
talizsd into q better life for him than
ne seems 10 nave Hn06ns
s0ME THOUGHTS.
If baby eyes and baby voices and
baby hands are not strong enough to
help q mother upright, God pity her.
One sees churches and hears ser
mons, but after all it is better to
listen to God Himself.
Love is the grandest, the most
precious of all mems treasures, but is it
net pitiful that they 80 often lose it
in the gulf of passion Aid fail to re-
member. "Of life this is 60 small q
part"
1t seems to me, Madge, that God
gave US darkness, not alone that We
might sleep, but that We might face
ourselves and turn the light Of con-
science upon our deeds, and with
this bit OF morAliziug l am yours.