The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1908-02-08
A SERMON 10 HUSBANDS.

We are not minister, or even the
son of minister, so pardon US if we
make dismal failure in our first at
tempt to preach a sermon. You will
find our text in the Bible. It is not
necessary to give the chapter and
verse, but look for it. In brief it is
this: Spend some Of your evenings at
home with your wife and children.
If you have an amiable, gentle wife,
surely your home must be pleasant
one, but if, from increasing cares or
other reasons, she has grown fretful
or sullen, who knows but little more
attention or kindness on your part
might do a great deal towards the re-
turn of the amiability you so much
admired in her girlhood. IF you
would stay at home oftener evenings,
treating her with something of the
old tenderness, making her believe,
at least. that You not wholly indiffer-
ent to her happiness, you would soon
see change for the better IN your
household.
She has not forgotten the time, if
you have, (not very long ago, per-
haps) when her society was all you
asked for to make the long evenings
pass delightfully."- away. Loving you
as she did, she would have gone on
through life in the same quiet way
contented and happy. But, alas, you
soon grew tired of the Same room
evening after evening, the same easy
chair, and the saddest of all, weary of
the society of your wife-impatient of
the restraints of home, longing for a
change. So you spend your evenings
away, meeting many gay, companion
able fellows, who entertain you with
wit, song and wine, and you fancy
yourself delighted and charmed. Per-
haps there are moments of reflection,
when conscience seems whispering to
you of the pure holy influences OF
home which you have SO recklessly
and unfeelingly cast away from you.
Your lonely wife sits by the freside,
watching and waiting for your return
through the hours that drag slowly
along listening eagerly for every foot
fall, starting at every sound, fearing,
she knows not what, yet conscious al
ways of the weay heartache that seems
wearing her life away.
Evening after evening she watches
your preparations for departure, hop
ing meanwhile, you will relent and
stay at home with her. But you has
tily. don your hat and coat, turning
your back resolutely towards her, fear
ing to encounter that gaze of wistful
entreaty, for you know she is watch
ing you, with tears silently rolling
down her pale cheeks. You know it,
still you do not think best to notice it,
for you dislike scene. Tears annoy
you exceedingly, SO you close the
door, perhaps with bang, trying
hard to feel very indignant towards
her for daring to weep, even behind
-s-our- r-baelrv Sothe lonely wife brush.
es away the falling tears, and sits
down with bitterness in her heart, to
compare the last years of her married
life to those first ones, made SO bright
and happy by her husbands love and
presence. Sometimes softer feelings
fill her heart, and she dreams of that
dear old home she left for this one
the home that sheltered her childhood
and youth; and as she thinks of her
beloved parents, her brothers and sis
ters, the light, the warmth and love
in the old homestead, no wonder she
bows her head and weeps by her lore
1y freside, like grieved, homesick
child. Of course no husband in this
community acts in this manner; if
they did we would suggest that their
wives read to them this sermon as SO
near the beginning of new year Is
good time to begin a change.