Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1894-06-07

scholar"
Thou knowest," answered Xantip-
pc, THAT it is my duty to see that my
lords table is well supplied with suita-
bic food. But how can do this when
he gives me no money! Thee times l
went this morning to him, asking him
gently, Give rue, Ipray thee, a tetro-
bolon, that l may buy fish and vegeta-
bles for the midday meal" Twice he
gave me no answer; the third he spoke
not to me, but to Euclid, who arrived
here this morning from Megara, "Eu-
cid, why does this woman trouble us
and disturb us at our discou-seY"
Before Daphne could open her mouth
to speak the words of sympathy trem-
bling on her lips. Socrates, leaving his
seat at the fountain, approached, fol-
lowed by his friend.
According to the sun, it should be
midday, my Xantippe. am hungry.
If the middaymeal is prepared, we viii
partake, of it. Euclid, too, will bear us
company"
Daphne smiled maliciously at the
thought that the philosopher and his
pupil were likely this day at least to go
hungry.
Xantippe, however, blushed with
shame. She arose from her seat trem-
bling, and standing with downcast head
before her husband in faltering tones
explained why the midday meal was
not prepared.
She had asked him hours ago for
money to buy food, but he had gwen
her none.
Euclid laughed jeeringly at her
words, but Socrates replied mildly
Justice is one of the chieftest virtues
belonging to man. As gave thee no
money at thy request, the fault is i;ine.
The next time, however, my Xantippc,
when do not heed thy words, raise thy
voice and continue speaking until thou
succeedest in attracting my attention.
Let the evening meal, therefore, he pre-
pared earlier than usual. And now
fetch us vessel of wine, that we may
continue our discourse with minds and
bodies refreshed"
Xantippe's beautiful face cleared up
at Socrates quiet words. "Thou seest, "
she whispered when she and Daphne
were alone together again, "how kind
and just he is.
And she kept her husbands advice,
to raise her voice while speaking to him,
fixed firmly in her memory.
The next day, therefore, when Soc
rates turned deaf ear to her request
for money-he being at that time in
earnest conversation with Daphne's hus-
band, Antisthenes-sher raised her voice,
as she had been hidden by him, and as
he still continued obliyious to her re-
quest she screamed, in voice SO shrill
and loud that she herself was startled
at the sound of it, Socrates, give Inc
some money" ..-1
The philosopher, disturbed and anx-
ious to continue his discourse with his
FRIEND promptly complied with her de-
mand. el
In a very few days, however, Soc
rates ears became accustomed to his
wife's tones, shrill as they had grown.
And Xantippe, on }her part, found il
impossi h1e-accustom as she was by
this time to the high key necessary to
make herself audible to her husband
to lower her voice when speaking tc
others. VIE
Daphne therefore remarked complain
ingly to Xantippe' so4riends and hel
own: "Xantippe's voice grows harshel
and shriller every day. Not content
with screaming at her>philosopher, she
begins now to scream at u.s."
Xantippe soon found it necessary tc
ask Socrates for money to buy new gar.
ments. When she succeeded at last il
making her husband understand what
it was che required, he shook his head
doubtfuily and answered: %
In my eyes, my Xantippe, thou ar
beautiful and lovely in thy present gar
ments-old ard shabby though they be
Beware of vanity, which is also de
mon."
AolL1ppCs hONCNCl, Wuo AOL nuLAShCt
with this Judgment of her husband. phi
losopher though he was, concerning thu
garment she was wearing. Daphne, too
assured her that the robe was not fit tt
be worn.
When, therefore, Xantippe for sec
ond time, with ssars and shrill upbraid
ings, insisted ga Socrates. complying
with her desire, the philosopher, to b.
rid of her, gave her three times as mucl
money as she had asked for. And Kan
tippe, overjoyed, was able to buy fo
herself, besides the coveted garments, j.;
fillet of gold for her hair, and an arm
let in the shape Of serpent, of an Egyp
tian who sold jewelry in the bazar.
From that day Xantippe's voice grew
louder and louder, until her HUSBAND
grew to shudder at the very sound of it
And not only Daphne, but soon al
Athens-all Greece-all the world
proclaimed Xantippe scold and I
shrew who, by her complaints and up
braidings, made the life of her philoso
pher husband burden to him.
Poor Xantippe!-Translated From tn
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