LADIES' EXPRESS.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 211, 7 October 1874, Page 2

LADIES' EXPRESS.

[The Editor will be gltid to give insertion to any local contributions from his lady friends that, may be considered interesting in the family circle, or to the sex generally.’}

How can you bid this heart be blithe, When blithe this heart can never be ? I’ve lost the jewel from my crown— Look round our circle, and you’ll see That there is ane out o’ the ring Who never can forgot ton be — Ay, there’s a blank at iny right hand, That ne’er can be made up to mo

’Tis said, as water wears the rock, That time wears out the deepest line ; It may be true wi’ hearts enow, But never can apply to mine For I have Icarn’d to know and feel— Though losses should forgotten be— That still the blank at iny right hand, Can never be made up to uio!

I blame not Providence’s sway, For 1 have many joys beside ; And fain would I in grateful way Enjoy the same, whate’er betide. A mortal thing should ne’er repine, But stoop unto supreme decree; Yet oh I the blank at my right hand, Can never be made up to me.

James Hogg.

A WOMAN’S BAD TEMPEH.

However tired he may be with the grave anxfrties of the office, the husband bound under the tyranny of a wife’s temper finds no repose in his own home. He no sooner enter* than she pours out upon him, with as much acrimony as if he had been the cause, a history of all the small annoyances that have harassed her throughout the day ; and has no idea of keeping the bitter flood for pity or for love. Or she has been nursing her private wrongs against him ever since the morning, when he went away without performing this small ceremony, or pronouncing in its proper key and place, that customary shibboleth, and she lihs felt injured and unsettled in consequence. The good man cannot for the life of him understand the gloom with which he is met. Why those averted eyes? Why that studiously indifferent tone? What, has ho done now that his wishes are ignored ? or that she should pose herself before him as a creature of no kind of consequence in his esteem, a mere marital Cinderella, sitting among the ashes as in duty bound? And oh! the eloquence of that phrase, ’‘What has he done now ?” Perhaps ho is one of those who will not kiss the rod patiently, waiting for better days without open murmuring at the bad times that must be passed through meanwhile. In which case there are questions, may be short and sharp, may be grave and displeased, or may bo half playful, half mocking, with answers entirely unsatisfactory ; and the result of a decided quarrel, when the air may be claered, and the old demon exorcised for a brief season. But at the best it will <mly be brief; the tyranny of temper not suffering much relaxat ion.