Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-06-23

} non-Support. This being the case, 1t
is nothing but fair that men should
be granted divorce from wives who
will not cook the food they provide.
1t is no more a husbands duty
to work and support his wife than
it is wife's duty to work and make
comfortable home for her husband,
and if she fails to do this, she is
just as much a lazy Stacker and
gutter as he would be if he spent
his time loafing around poolrooms
and let her and the children get food
and raiment whatever way they
could.
We can have much sympathy for
the woman who loses her husband
though waning physical or mental
charms, because it is not her fault
that time robs her of her beauty,
and the little kittenish ways that
fascinated in youth are silly and
tiresome in the middle-aged.
But we have no pity for the
woman who alienates her husband S
affections by her bad housekeeping
and makes him dread to come home
because home is the most uncom-
Portable spot on earth. Her sin is
upon her own head. Cooking is an
exact science, and any woman who
can read becomes a chef if she will
and thereby bind her husband to
her with bands of steel. Foolish, in
deed, are the women who do not
realize that q gas range is a thing
to conjure with, and that no vamp
can take a man away from a, wife
who can work magic with pots and
pans.
Ones sympathy for the men
whose dreams of matrimonial bliss
have been wrecked on their wives
biscuit is lessened, however, by the
knowledge that probably not one of
these man who wanted a good cook
took the trouble to find out if he
was getting one when he married
Practically every man who marries,
marries for a home. He is in love
with some particular girl, of course,
but he is also weary of boarding
houses and hotels and restaurants,
and sick unto death of soggy pie
and made-up mesSes and taSteless
meats and pasty gravies. One of the
chief compensations that he expects
to get for shouldering the burden of
family is the kind of food he likes
cooked in the way he likes it.
Such being the case, you would
think that after he had popped tho
question and asked Maud if she was
utterly sure that she had never
loved before and would never love
again, that he would put ques-
tionnaire to her dealing with her
culinary experiences and; repertoire
But he doesn't. He never says
beans to her about the one thing
that their whole future happiness is
going to rest upon. He doesn't even
find out if she hates domesticity and
considers making Il husband COM
fortable beneath her dignity. He
doesn't ascertain if she thinks
woman's proper sphere along toward
5 o'clock in the afternoon is in the
kitchen, or at the movies, or at the
bridge whist table.
On the contrary, domestic girls
are VIGOROUSLY beauless. 1t is the
girl who knows the last dance step,
not the one who knows how to cook,
whom men run after. 1t is the girl
who wears chiffon stockings, not the
one who darns papa's socks, who
gets the proposals. And as long as
this is the case there will be misfit
marriages. For man picks out
wife for one thing and then ex-
poets her to be something else after
he is married to her, which calls for
more versatility than most women
possess.
Copyright, 1929