The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1893-09-20

There are good women who are good
because they cannot help II, and there
are good women who lose their temper
because they cannot help it. I am one
OF the latter" said Mrs. Cooper. as she
busted off chair with her apron and
motioned for me TO be seated. II know
/ am not bad woman, yet sometimes
when 1 get tired and weary and half
! sick 1 lose my temper-that is. 1 get
angry and do foolish things. l have been
married over fifteen years. and the only
I real trouble / have ever had was sick
ness Yet l fly all to pieces sometimes
aud wish / had never married and a lot
OF silly stuff that would not have come
true for the world"
why. you know, my husband is called
! the best husband in Brooklyn, and he
/ is, too. He earns SIC week and always
gives me SIS of it every Saturday night.
! Now, 1 feel sure there are few men as
! good as that to their wives. Still, / get
mad and fly about in a manner not at
| all becoming. But one does not always
! feel like expressing sympathy with
mans worries, his pleasures, his ia
tigues and even his temper. He gets
angry at me once in a great while
Mrs. Cooper blushed rosy red and
| looked anything but woman with a bad
temper as she had described herself. She
has a round face without a wrinkle in
| it, though she is thirty years old, mild,
blue eyes and a plump form.
Come, look at my house and just see
/ if you can md any cause for my not be-
| ing the happiest woman in Brooklyn, but
first won't you have glass Of ICED
| milk?"
! Mrs. Cooper's face fairly beamed with
ho no I'M "A
cross word ever passing the red lips that
entered with such vim into the praise of
her home ana surroundings.
II run the house on SO week. mean
| by that the table and every expense eX-
cepting the rent. The remaining So goes
for rent and a small bank account. My
\ boy is fourteen and have girl who
| goes to school regularly. Then comes
| my little one, who is old enough TO run
! the streets and keep me after him much
/ of the time"
The fat had four rooms, all light and
! airy Every floor was carpeted and neat
/ ness prevailed. The kitchen was covered
/ with a bright-colored oilcloth, and to add
| still more brilliancy to the room turkey
red cotton was made into curtains that
were draped about the iron sink, the
! cupboard windows the closet doors, and
wound up with small sash curtains that
| threw a soft red light over the whole
| room.
Pictures adorned the walls, and the
| four mantelpieces were heavily laden
| with vases. clocks ana images. Every
room had a rocking chair. the largest
| being in the kitchen, which had every
/ appearance Of being the living room
| room. White lace curtains, tied back
/ with red ribbons, hung at every window
and red plush fOotstOols were plentiful,
I red evidently being the favorite color.
A wife's carelessness of her personal
] appearance has frequently proved the
| marring of what might otherwise have
! turned out a happy marriage, but Mrs.
! Cooper runs not that risk, for she is
! tasteful and neat
II carry my husbands hot dinner TO
/ him every day If the boy is not home.
/ 1t is said that when poverty comes in at
/ the door love flies out at the window,
! but that is not always true, because We
are very happy here, and if sickness will
| keep away we are all right. That has
! been my only cause for worry. Had we
! all been well we might have had a pleas
anter home than this to live in now, for
| my husband is a good workman, and as
1 said before gives everything he earns
/ TO his family.
II wish you would wait and see my
/ husband. He is fine looking. Will YOU
| have some pears TO eat before you go?
| If you want to write up any more happy
/ homes, L Will take you over to friend
! Of mine who has such a pretty place.
/ Goodby. / am sorry you will not wait
| to see my husband"
I left with a feeling Of envy in my
| heart II would rather be very poor and
/ be as happy as that woman" l thought
| than be the richest lady in the world
| and miserable" Who would not rather
| see a child happy i'm the sunlight than
a wise man pining in a darkened Jail?
| Officer" / said, hailing a policeman
| who was crossing the street, will YOU
v,1a ~ my md huar
| just come from Mrs. Cooper's and am
| turned around and really don't know
| which way to CO."
Been in Mrs. Cooper's have you? Is
/ he back?"
rs who back?"
"Why. Mr.. Copper. He left his wife
| a few weeks ago. They had a big mis-
understanding and went to court about
! it,"
yes. he's back Tell me about it,"
/ I cried. Was my happy home to be
| pulled to the ground so soon?
well, there is no better man in Brook
| lyn than Mr.. Cooper. He gives his wife
! everything. BY Joe, he only keeps out
| 81 for himself every week. He goes home
| as regularly as the clock strikes and
| stays there tin he is out at work again.
| The other night he wanted to go off with
! the boys. and she did not want him to.
/ Great Scott a fellow ought to be al
/ lowed some amusement besides working
! for his family. He said he would go,
/ and she said she would see that he did
/ not. He got all ready and looked for
/ his hat. He found 1t cut into little bits.
! His wife had done il in fit Of temper.
| OF course he could not go without hat,
/ and she had won, for he did not GO He
| got laundering mad and said he did not
| care to live any longer with woman who
/ would not let him out once in fifteen
! years.
'I believe the judge said he had never
| had such odd case to handle and sent
! them home to try to make up. 1 am
! glad to hear he has gone back to her,
| for he has three bright children and his
/ wife is very pleasant and a good house
| keeper. The only trouble with her is
| that she hasn't the lie st idea what
trouble is. Ye godsi to cul up fellows
| hat because he wants to so to Coney
Island once in fifteen years. 1t seems
| that unhappiness Is a necessary evil.
| for 1 notice I'm my rounds through life
| that If there is no cause for misery by
| Joe! they grow thin over their blessings.
| This is your car, madam. Kate Ken
| sington in n. Y. Recorder.