Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1911-09-01
LovE LIGHrENs LARoR.

LOVE LIGHTENS LABOR
A good wife rose from her bed one morn.
And thought with a nervous dread.
OF the piles Of clothes 20 be washed, and
more
Than a dozen mouths 10 be fed.
There's the meals to get for the men in
tire field.
To school. and the milk to be SKINNED
and churned;
And all to be lone this day.
Ii rained in the night and all the wood
Was wet as wet could be;
There were buildings and pies to bake ne
sides
4 loaf OF cake for tea.
And the day was hot. and her aching
Throbbed YEARLY as she said.
II maidens but knew what good wives
know.
They would not be in haste to wed
Jennie. what do you think I told Ben
Browng'
Called the farmer from the well:
And a flush crept up from his bronzed
And his eyes half bashfuIly fell;
1t was this he SAID. and coming near
Missed her cheek. Twas this, that you
we're the best
And the dearest wife in town
The farmer went back to the field. and
the wife.
In a smiling absent way.
sang snatches OF tender little songs
she d not sung FOR many a day.
And the pain in her head was gone, and
the clothes
Were white as the foam of the sea;
Her bread was light and her butter was
sweet.
And as golden as it could be.
Just think" the children all called in
breaIn.
TON Wood has run or to sea
he wouldn't know. II he'd only had
As happy a home as We
The night came down and the good wife
smiled
. herself as she softly said:
It's 80 sweet to labor for those we
It's not strange that maidens wed"
CHAT.
Two old friends met a few days ago
and spent the afternoon. a long after
noon. together. One has been busy with
her home and the cares OF her children;
she has not been 100 miles away in more
than ten years. but she has read books
and magazines and kept up with ne
times as much as she could. The other
has been out in the world. has worked
as hard as a slave, and econOuliZed as
much as the other one. She has Travelled
because that was one means OF her sue
cess. and has accumulated little stock
in the business
These two friends talked over things of
the old life more than OF the time they
have been separated
Finally. Mrs. Wren said TO her friend:
DO you remember how we used 10 try to
make you see things our way? We didn't
do you right, ] saw II after you left
home, there wasn't a girl that was
nagged as much as you were. and
through IL all you kept sweet was
talking TO Mrs French about you the
time the paper had so much to say in
praise OF your promotion. and We de-
cided that we. I mean all of US. were
stumbling blocks in your path
NO was the reply. You gave me a
taste Of what 1 might expect from the
world I admit that many a time my
heart was hIied with bitterness, couldn't
see why none OF you could see as 1 did.
but a little thing that ! tore out of a
newspaper comforted me. II was a
shame that I had to find my comfort in
q scrap OF paper but you and my family
thought you were doing best for me. This
scrap said. When you live in village
you generally find all cut out after the
same pattern except about three. they
viii be termed queer and the mIsunder-
standings may warp two out OF the three,
but II you are one OF the three. don't let
Il warp or sour you That village, or
community is not the only one. Get ont
community. is not the only one Get out
before you go be sure that you are right.
be certain that you have something for
the worlds market and that II Is ranged
among the best.
Il had to find my place she contin-
ued. 1T was not in my home. nor could
/ make a home for any man with my