Year: 1870

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Wait moment, young man, before you
throw that money down on the bar and
demand glass Of brandy or whisky. Ask
if twenty-five cents can not be better in
vested in something else. Put it back in
your pocket, and give it to the little
cripple who sells matches on the corner
Take our word for it, you will not be
sorry.


Wait, madam-think twice before you
decide on that hundred-dolar shawl. A
hundred dollars is great deal Of money
one dollar is great deal, when people
once consider the amount of good it will
accomplish in careful hands. Your hus.
bands business is uncertain there may
be financial crisis close at hand. Who
knows what that hundred dollars may be
to you yet?


Wait, sir, before you buy that gaudy
amethyst breast pin you are surveying so
earnestly through the jewelers. plate-glass
windows. Keep your money for another
piece of jewelry-a plain gold wedding
ring, made to fit rosy finger that you
wot Of A shirt, neatly ironed, and
stockings darned like lace.work, are bet
ter than gilt brooches and flaming ame-
thysts. You cant afford to marry? You
mean you can't afford not to marry.
Wait, and think the matter over.


Wait, mother, before you speak harsh
ly to that little chubby rogue, who has
torn his apron and soiled his white
Marseilles jacket He is only child,
and "mother" is the sweetest word in all
the world to him. Needles and thread
and soapsuds will repair all damages now /;
but if you once teach him to shrink from
his mother, and hide away his childish
fault, that can not be repaired.


Wait, husband before you wonder
audibly why your wife don't get along
with family cares and household response
bilities "as your mother did," She is
doing her best, and no woman can endure
that best to be slighted. Remember the
nights she sat up with the little babe that
died remember the love and care she
bestowed on you when you had that fit of
illness. Do you think she is made of
cast-iron Wait wait in silence and
forbearance, and the old light will come
back to her eyes-the light Of former
days.


Wait, wife, before you speak reproach-
fully to your husband when he comes
home late and weary, and "out of sorts ~
He has worked for you all day long; he
has wrestled, hand in hand, with care,
and selfshness, and greed, and all the
demons that follow in the train ofmoney-
making. Let home be another atmos-
phere entirely let him feel that there is
one place in the world where he can find
peace, and quiet, and perfect love.


Wait, bright young girls. before you
arch your pretty eyebrows and whisper
"old maid," as the quiet figure steals by
with silver in its hair, and "crow's feet"
round the eyes. 1t is hard enough to
lose life's gladness and elasticity. 1t is
hard enough to see youth drifting away,
without adding to the bitter cup one drop
vi SOUTH IOu w uOt huOW Wuat suc
has endured; you never can until expert
ence teaches you; SO wait, before you
sueer at the sold maid"


Wait, sir, before you add billiard
room to your house, and buy the fast horse
that Black and White, and all the rest of
"the fellows" covet. Wait and think
whether you can afford it whether your
outstanding bills are paid, and your
liabilities fully met, and all the chances
and changes of life provided for. Wait,
and think how you would like, ten
years from now, to see your fair wife
struggling with poverty, your children
shabby and want-stricken, and yourself q
miserable hanger-on around corner
groceries and one-horse gambling saloons.
You think that it is impossible. Do you
remember what Hazael said to the seer OF
old? "ls thy servant dog, that he
should do this thing?''


Wait, merchant, before you tell the
pale-faced boy from the country "that
you can do nothing for him." You can
do nothing for him ? You can give him a
word Of encouragement; word ofadvice.
There was time once when you were
young, and poor, and friendless. Have
you forgotten it already?


Wait, blue.eyed lassie-wait awhile
before you say "yes" to the dashing young
fellow who says he can not live without
you. Wait until you have ascertained
for sure and for certain as the children
say, that the cigar and the card table arr
not to be your rivals in his heart. A little
delay won't hurt him, whatever he may
say-just see if it will.


And wait, my friend, in the brown
mustache. Don't commit yourself to
Laura Matilda until you are sure she viii
be kind to your old mother, and gentl,
with your little sisters, and true, loving
wife to you, instead of a mere puppet whit
lives on the breath of fashion and excite
ment, and regards the sunny side o
Broadway as second only to Elysium
AS general thing, people are in to'
great hurry in this world. We sa.
wait, WAIT! Look before you leap.


The Manchester (N.H) Mirror say
that scoundrel named Edmund H. Blood
lately residing in Nashua, wheedled hi