MISCELLANEOUS.

Dunstan Times, Issue 411, 4 March 1870, Page 3

MISCELLANEOUS.

About twelve months since the wife of a tailor, name! Pote, residing in Taunton, elope 1 with a man named Andrews, and until about five months since nothing could be heard of them, when they were discovered living as man and wife at Cardiff. The husband, forgiving soul ! hastened to fetch her, and being tired of her paramour she gladly consented to return with him. The result of all this was that on Saturday morning she gave birth to three children, who, together with the mother, are doing well. The husband now wishes, not oidy that bo bad never fetched her, but that he had never seen her ; and no one will be disposed to apply for the Queen’s bounty for her. Materfamilias very often assumes the “rote,” and then 'he household may truly be called miserable. There is some escape from the tyranny of a man ; he forgets s nnetimes, lie goes to sleep of an evening, he goes out in the daytime, and he has his club in London ; besides, there is a proneness even in the most tyrannical of the male sex to be talkc i over at propitious moments by wife or daughter ; but there is no chance of avoiding the Argus eyes of the feminine typo of the domestic tyrant. She knows all the minutiae of the household and the wants and weaknesses - of each individual better than a man, and uses her knowledge mercilessly as ail engine of tyranny. She bullies her servants, snubs her children, with the exception of one favorite —probably a boy—to whom everything is permitted, and who in consequence follows in his mother’s footsteps, and bic uies tyrant number two in the house. Her girls are pitilessly set down on all occr.'ii ns, and denied all the harmless recreat ions of their age. Letter-writing to their friends, If the poor creatures are allowed any, is strictly forbidden, so is everything approaching to an amusing book. Bong very nervous, they are forced to play bef ir« Company; with cold hands and whirling brains the poor things sit down to :he piano, and of course, after a few frantic chords and helpless runs, there comes a break-down. Then let them look outwhentiie company is gone, supposing them lucky enough to escape a scolding in public. The feminine tyrant also subjects her daughters to the domiciliary visits in their hearooms at ail times and seasons—a process peculiarly disagreeable to growing girls, who always resent being watched as it they were children.