News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1914-06-03

he seeks to create an atmosphere o.
cordially. He feels pleasing glow
cf triumph In the consciousness tina
he has met an unpleasant situation
wisely. Gained the angry waters by
the oil of his tact and perhaps convert
ed an irritated customer into almost q
friend.
Why does he not try the same meth
cd at home? Why does he not answer
gently the first few words of a discord
there, disarm the sting of a sarcasm by
smile. forego the victory Of his loe.
ical position by word of tenderness
or a caress that gives him finer tri-
umph through sweet appeal to senti-
ment, the logic of the heart?
| When man finds that he and his
business partner do not agree he
says in a tone that will not make his
partner feel that he is being put
, through the third degree:
| "We do not seem to have struck it
right somehow recently: we are on the
wrong trail; we are drifting and we
must find our way back. We are in
this business together to make it a
success; it needs us both: we need each
other. There is, something wrong some
how. l may be at fault or you may be
to blame: perhaps neither Of us is
rut out for an archangel. Let us talk
1t all over quietly and see if we can
get our bearings; let us call new deal
and start all over"
But there may be in his home firm
little woman who realizes that they,
too, are drifting. She knows down in
her heart that she loves him and she
needs him and that he loves her, but
somehow little discords are separating
them.
1t seems as though she is in a fog
and she has lost her bearings and
the love laden craft of their happiness
has somehow slipped from its moor
ings in the silence and the dark and is
drifting far out to the great open sea.
And she feels hopeless and helpless;
she wants to do the right thing, but
she does not know what she should do
or say that will be right. They are
just drifting, and she is tired and
worn. heartsick and heart hungry, and
she wants to be comforted by loving
arms as we soothe a frightened, sob
bling child. She cannot find her way
back-alone.
If the husband, so wise in his office,
were to transplant his business wis
dom to the home. he could bring back
the atmosphere of the old courtship
days in single hour. Seeking not the
blame of either. but the happiness Of
both. with no shadow Of recrimination,
he could tell her sweetly, seriously and
calmly, with the occasional punctua-
ton mark of caress or gentle pres
sure of the hand, that they need each
other and they have somewhere STUN
bled on wrong trail and must go back
together hand in hand to find the right
path, and they will get light and love
from each other. and they will forgive
and forget, and they, too, will have q
new deal and begin all over"
The resulting happiness is foreor-
dained. 1t is merely business wisdom.
1t is consecrated common sense, bring |
ing the two home partners closer to-
gether and inspiring the home firm
with new life, courage and confidence.
In business there are minor annoy |
ances. trivial irritations and petty |
trials. usually taken for what they are
worth. accepted as "all in the days !
work" seen in their proper perspective,
passed by with a smile and a shrug
If the shoulders and forgotten in
Few moments. In married life trifies
ire often exaggerated, augmented by
argument, given a fictitious value, vi
atty and force out Of all proportion
@ their real import.
Sometimes it takes only three min
ties from unjust Impotence over an