Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-15
III-Tempered
Husband
Bv WINIFRED BLACK.

ar MARION GREY, since thai
is what you choose to call your
IL self should think Marion
would be more like it with that
-hsr5 of yours-but anyhow, what
Ian going to do about a "grouchy
susbaud?'
4 II. rrnwls at you morning, noon and
-.,bt slams the door so hard he
- the cat jump. Every time
- is company he finds some eX-
,.e +, walk in and out of the room
MD restless cat, looks daggers at
rsrv harmless visitor laughs at the
,,o5 Won give him. complains about
~ coffee. grumbles about the wealth
srolis the little boy so the poor
y bad hates the sight of him won't
ar. dog around the place. and
y thar a woman who likes a cat
H. tbg kitchen is crazy.
Eayar likes the way his linen is
.-ndered. whips the little boy if his
.snnrr card doesn't suit him, grunts
,5sa the man next door say it's a
II sa.sUr evening, and won't even
.runt when the woman next door says
,,f morning. Is he crazy or what
4 His father was just the same sort
e. q man and made his family perfect
4 miserable as long as he lived, and
roV- the fathers own children would
hi have him alive again for any
Fling" What shah you think and
hat shall you do?
Think / wouldn't think, I'd know,
Ind what / would know would be
his. The man is not well balanced.
her is something wrong with his
a rain poor thing. And then. maybe,
admires that sort of a man and is
a had he is married to the sort of wom-
N who'll submit to his absurd moods.
wouldn't notice them at all. I'd
mel my friends outside the home
i makes so miserable. ia read and
#hnk and laugh and sing, and just
q ok at poor half-balanced husband
II ia look at a smoky chimney, a
#hne 10 be endured with the least
lss possible.
Love him! Why, Of course. you
q snt love him-who could? But don't
#ruarel with him. That's what he
kes and what you hate, Don't quar-
III whatever you do.
a You'd like TO love him, you'd like TO
BE his happiness your one JOY I'm
D., you'd like to watch for his hOsne-
8 mug every day with a song i'm your
Il a.t cold or warm. wet or dry, never
a Ind father is on the way Leap up.
n e sing Your sweetest, kettle; purr
\ ID gray cat; Wag your tail, good
og
4 What, faded flower i'm the vase
Pgah it out. pluck it out before the
. ori of the Manor comes. All must
bright and fresh for him.
4 lou are tired and a little discour-
-.# smooth out those lines, he's
mn-r here. Straighten your braids
IT. daughter; square your shoulders.
r'e SON. Hank. his step. He is
aw- the one man i'm the world
am. TO love and shelter and com
A a.auship and JOY!
That's what YOU thought il Woulu
when YOU married him, Marion
Well but that's the way f
hf Hn won't let it be that way.
hats the use of trying? You cant
@ cold stone by holding IL 60
4 OF. warm heart; you can't put blUuo
a'H tuInlp. can YOU Well. then.
Fln Your heart to the Little Fellow.
make him happy, live your own.
acetu. serene life, and let the poor,
-'0mpered creature you were foolish
Rough tp marry live his-thats all
A pa can do.
Poor Marion Grey. whenever ! think
nave troubles of my own I'm go
20 think of you and be comfort
4 Tor of an the evils on earth there
iNu that are twins jumping
'...e1n ana an tll-tempered man
aIE the house.