Year: 1873

We have often thought on this subject
but are rather doubtful as to our ability


to do it justice with our pen; but being
| blessed with rather more self esteem
| than the law allows we will tackle the
subject at once


There are two many wives and moth


ers in our land to-day who are in bond
! age. How many, we shall not venture
| to assert; but alas their name is legion,
and they can be seen on every hand.
The marriage VOW compelled her to
promise honor and obedience. The first
she may lose-the latter never Her
husband begins welded life with the
thick headed idea that he is a superior
being, and that woman was born to wait
on him. When man starts out after
this fashion, we know his wife will, in a
few short months, feel the chains of a
CALLING bondage tightening around her
limbs. Her lord and master will begin
operations by finding fault His wife, if
a true, loving woman, will cry little all
alone by herself and try to do better But
her master doesn't notice anything of
that kind. Not any. He accepts all fa-
vors, as monarch should, with uncon-
sciousness, passing over q hundred little
loving acts and favors, plotted in secret
by her who loves him as her life that she
may win his favor, to whine like sick
cat, month afterward, because one
dumping out of dozen light ones, was
heavy. But the wife is not yet discour-
aged. All that a sensitive and loving
woman can do, she does but alas she
Is rewarded with indifference - the
calmest, coolest, slimiest virtue in exist
ence. And now the chains draw tighter
She begins to feel her true position in
life, and her poor heart trembles. Time
passes on. The wife is mother Work
increases, and her weak arms must do it
all. From dewy morn till even she is
on her feet. Yet, hard though her lot,
how light it would all be if from him
the brute she could receive one word
OF love and appreciation. But this she
receives not, and wrinkles appear upon
her brow before their time Mayhap
when she was married, she brought her
husbsnd money. Now it is all in his
hands and if a spool of thread is want
ed, she must crawl to his feet and beg for
a dime


Reader if there is one thing on earth
that will rejoice a woman's heart, it is
the perfect confidence of her husband.
Show US the woman that has that, and
we Will show you happy wife. Show
us the woman who has not, and we will
show you slave! No wonder the doc
trine of free love is finding many con-
verts-a doctrine hellish and damnable
10 the last degree. 1t is because women
are slaves-abject slaves to the most bru-
tai and Indifferent of men. And their
chains are forged with a mastern and
chains they canst break if they would,
Tor their children cry aloud, and death
is their only rescuer from the slavery of
their married lille.


In conclusion, it might be proper to
ada that it any man sees fit to put on the
shoe. we hope he will do so without
growing; and it it should cause him to
cast an inquiring look at that little, pa
tent, careworn woman in the corner,
yonder, busily at work, may he wander
over that way, take her hand in his, kiss
her upon the forehead, and whisper one
word of love coupled with sorrow at his
misconduct in days agone, and her chains
will fall to the floor with clash, and the
wife of his younger days will stand be-
fore him.