The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-04-19
UPYOUR
 CHILDREN
By Olive Roberts Barton .
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"AIl Worn Out" Wives Must Real ize Husbands Get That Way too!
 Whenever I say a word defend ing fathers along comes a crop or letters from mothers giving their side of the story.
 Don't I know that a woman works "A hours day If she mas little children She is on the job at night too when there is young baby or sickness.
 Don't I know that she spends her leisure" time sewing, patch ing and alarming, her leisure time meaning those few moments when she dares to sit down? And the whole tired chorus of cooking, scrubbing, washing. ironing, and dishwashing is chanted to me as though I didn't know all about 1t: Listen, sisters! I do know all about 1t, because I have done 1t, just like that too. I wasn't any happier than your are either. Ana when my husband came home at 6 o'clock, dead tired, I, too. was all upset if he sat down instead of washing the dishes and if he smok- ed cigarets while I wore darned gloves and hadn't the price of a hat. I sulked for a day. It's Not Onc-Sided What we lived on in those first some of the young people today. Indeed when tell them they don't believe me.
 But this is not an autobiography nor a confession. It is just little sermon on the give and take of marriage. So many wives are Of the opinion that they do the giy- ing and their husbands the taking. In many cases this Is true, too true, but the man has his case and he deserves a defense.
 However before I come to that I am going to omit the man who comes home to tired wife and raises heck because his clothes are not pressed, his dinner not to his taste, his shirts not folded correct ly and his evening paper turned to the funnies and lying all over the place. The critical, carping unreasonable husband can take care of himself-he gets no help from me.
 An Enlightening Subject But I shall have to go back to biography after all. The way I learned about my husband may help others.
 I was going through a siege of self-pity. I was up with babies at night. I was tired. was this and I was that. All he did was to dis | appear mysteriously at 6:30, yes 1t was 6:30. and come home at 6:30 again. Yes, that was 6:30, too. hrr nh | through the place he worked. Few were allowed in but I was favored. The noise, heat, roar, clang, dirt of 1t all paralyzed me. couldn't get out fast enough. Not only that but he had 200 men to supervise, all with ideas of their own, grieve- ances against a company he repre- scented. There were mistakes to look for, errors to be corrected, safety to remember. His mind had to be alert every second. He never sal down.. I haven't told half of 1t. It j is 8 story in itself.
 1 Thoroughly Chastencd
 went home so thoroughly ashamed and -chastened to our
 quiet little house I have never for
 gotten 1t. He was giving his very
 life for me and our children. And
 he never never found fault wher
 he came home. And never sait more than that he was tired.
 This may help other women.
 don't know. True all men do noi
 have to wor kso hard or so long
 Those who do not have work are
 still more miserable than those who have too much to do. But cannot help seeing the husbands side, too. AS say, I had to learn my own lesson. And now I pass | 1t on.