HOW MANY HUSBANDS HAS HE SEEN
follow a drunken wife into a gutter? And, on the contrary, has he not
seen the reverse of this sad picture many a time? I heard a Judge say to
a poor woman once,--she was all scars: "I would send this woman-beater
to the work-house for two hundred days if I did not know you would
starve yourself to pay his way out." And then the poor, foolish,
faithful heart appealed to his Honor to "spare the man, just once more;"
she was sure he was a little the worse for drink when he misused her.
What does our friend call this thing in woman, if it be not love? The
being capable of a wife's love, and a mother's love, and a sister's
love, is not much in danger of the criticisms of a man who has only a
front-porch knowledge of all her sex!
SICKNESS.
Even with the best of our philosophy we who are well are
unable to command at will the feelings of those who are ill. We lie on a
bed, racked with the pains of some passing affliction, and the chasm
which separates us from the hale and hearty seems prodigious. We are led
down the stairs, out into the sunlight.
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