The Mena star., 1899-03-01
POST alARRlAGE VIEW.
An Instance Which shows. How n Welded Life Changes Many
 Idens md Ideals.

The point Of view of husband and wife after marriage differs frequently and radically from the horizon that bounded the sky of the engagement season. The first year of married life is the most difficult year to live. for it takes infinite patience as well as in- finite love 10 adjust ones self and tastes to another. even if the other is the beloved com panion of life. The fol los ing story Illustrates the tiny speck that mars the blue sky or the little rift within the lute hat makes discord cut of domestic harmony:
 "The wedding day of this young couple was far enough in the distance 10 show decided linear perspective and the husband had come to know his wife sufficiently well to feel that though she might be e very good little wife, she was not the wingless angel he had at first supposed her and he was not always exactly pleased with every thing she did. Only little &ngs of course, but, knowing that great oaks from little acorns grow, he felt it his duty to comment occasionally upon these little shortcomings.
 "'Jennie,' he said one day, coming into the parlor, where the little wife was warbling love song at the piano and exhibiting an altogether care-free enjoyment of life, which grated upon the feelings at that moment, Jennie, he repeated, there's hole in one of my socks, ard I don't believe that you mended them at all.' 'No?' queried Jennie in an enigmatical tone, and con tinued her music. apparently without further thought upon the subject. But inwardly she was angry, and very an gry. She had been we'll brought up by housekeeperly mother and to be told that she did not darn her husbands stockings was gall and wormwood.
 "I'll let him know whether I mend his socks or not, she said to herself the next morning, the insult still rank ling, though she had kissed her hus- band good-by with wifely affection. Then she put on her hat and coat and hied herself to the nearest dry goods shop, and there she purchased a goodly quantity of bright, scarlet alarming cot tOn. WOn llllSo d hOlC, SlNACl, ouC murmured to herself, vindictively, as she sat down that afternoon to attend to the small family mending. She didn't. If there was suspicion of break in 2 thread it was Il sufficient ex- cuse to put in a stitch of the bright scarlet. His feet will look like a pair of paroquets,' she said, smiling wicked ly as she completed her task.
 Whether the young husband had not an eye for color, or whether his con science smote him for his former harsh ness will never be known, for he never said a word concerning this bright em- hroidery, and it might have been con- tinued indefinitely if his mother-in- law had not made her appearance on the scene. She felt it her duty to set straight any little matters that were going wrong, and one of the first things her sharp eyes espied was the red speckled black socks that came from the family wash.
 1" Is it possible, Jennie she said, in grieved tones, that, after all the in- struction have given you, and all my efforts to make you good house keeper, you should go and darn your husbands socks with red cotton? Give them to me. That must be all taken out and they must be darned over, each with the color of the sock Mamma in-law heaved a deep sigh as she sat down to her selfimposed task. while her daughter, with wicked twinkle Ia her eyes, went to the piano to sing care lessly the chorus of an old song: And Adam, the very first man, the very first woman obeyed.' '-Chicago Chronicle.