WOMAN AT WORK.

Globe, Volume XXIV, Issue 2495, 5 April 1882, Page 3

WOMAN AT WORK.

[•' Burdette's JTow York T.ecture.’’] Home is more lo a woman than to u man. It is her temple, She is its goddess, it» priestess—but oftcr.er its janitor. A man doesn’t look bo longingly back at the old home, though itnever cost,him a cent,bought all liia clothes and tent him to college. A man likes Ha home when ho gate acquainted in it, because there hie stupidity passes for profoundetb wisdom. His jokes are all laughed at ('hough it. needs a glossary to gst at the'.r meaning) if he only ind'eates the laughing place. When a man dies ho is wept for at heme, but the cold world move right along as if nothing had happened ; fond lovera some to hie graveyard, even ; wear his tombstone smooth sitting on it, contract had poetry and worse rheumatism, and burden the air with labial confectionery. I have heard that there were skeletons in many homes. They never get there unless they are brought. Secrets in the family are bad things. There is one, though, that’s all right, and that is a handsome Christmas present for the husband, for the bill is sure to be sent to him four days before Christmas, so that everything is made lovely and harmonious.