Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-15
.IlI-Tempered
Husband
Bv w1NIFRED BLACK.

AR MARION GREY, since tina,
is what you choose to call your
u self should think Marion
49,, would be more like it with thai
,sbard of yours-but anyhow, what
- Won going to do about "grouchy
kusband?'
No rrowIs at you morning, noon and
obr slams the door so hard he
L. the cat jump. Every time
,ers IS company he finds some eN-
a ,se To walk in and out of the room
~ a restless cat, looks daggers at
cory harmless visitor, laughs at the
s,od YOU give him. complains about
4 he coffee. grumbles about the wealth
scolds the little hoy so the poor
hid hates the sight of him, won't
ave dog around the place, and
- that a woman who likes eat
n the kitchen is crazy.
Never likes the way his linen is
.Irdcred. whips the little boy if his
4 sT9rt card doesn't suit him, grunts
s,.bsn the man next door say it's a
4 rassant evening, and won't even
trunt when the woman next door says
Ed morning. Is he crazy or what
4 His father was just the same sort
4 II man and made his family perfect
4, miserable as long as he lived. and
Row the fathers own children would
fof have him alive again for any
4bing." What shall you think and
Pbat shall you do?
Think? l wouldn't think, I'd know,
Ind what / would know would be
sbis. The man is not well balanced;
sbere is something wrong with his
brain. poor thing. And then, maybe.
h. admires that sort of man and is
had he is married to the sort of Wom-
N who'll submit to his absurd moods
4 I wouldn't notice them at all. I'd
meet my friends outside the home
H. makes so miserable. I'd read and
Ahnk and laugh and sing, and just
o0k a.; poor half balanced husband
D. I'D look at a smoky chimney. a
Hing to be endured with the least
.uss possible.
Love him! Why, of course. You
san't love him-whO could? But don't
1uarIel with him. That's what hc
ikes and what you hate. Don't quar-
Be- whatever you do.
You'd like to love him. you'd like TO
'make his happiness your one joy in
ffe. you'd like to watch for his home
eoming every day with a song in your
heart cold or warm. wet or dry, never
bind father is on the way Leap up.
Hire sing your sweetest, kettle. purr.
bid gray cat; wag your tail, good
bog.
What, a faded flower in the vase?
Pluck il out. pluck IL out before the
Lord Of the Manor comes All must
b. bright and fresh for him.
You are tired and a little discour-
sged. Smooth out those lines, he's
almost here. Straighten your braids.
piltle daughter: square your shoulders.
little son. Hank! his step. He is
home, the one man in the world.
|home to love and shelter and COM
panionship and joy!
That's what you thought it would
be when you married him, Marion
Grey Well, but that's the way it
iSnt. He won't let IT be that way.
What's the use of trying You can't
warm a cold stone by holding it 10
your warm heart; you can't put blood
pinto a turnip, can you? Well. then.
furn your heart to the Little Fellow,
make him happy. live your own.
peaceful, serene life, and let the poor.
ill-tempered creature you We're foolish
enough to marry live his-that's all
on can do
Poor Marion Grey, whenever l think
have troubles of my own I'm go
ng to think of you and be comfort
|ed, for Of all the evils on earth there
are two that are twins-a jumping
leolhache and an ill-tempered man
about the house.