Households.

Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume I, Issue 62, 13 November 1880, Page 4 (Supplement)

Households.

DON'T FAN OTRTfI,

If you should come upstairs some day and see a little smouldering fire jußt starting in one of your floors, stealing stealthily into the carpet, you would not be very likely to. sit down beside it and fan it, muoh less would yon xnn over to a neighbour's and have her bring the bellow to help blow it np. Not if you weie a woman in her tight senses. Yon know quite well what speedy measures you would take to smother or quench it out.

Dear young housekeepers, there are worse fires whioh start up silently in homes than were ever kindled by luoifer matches. They begin small. Cross words usually start tbem, .but bow the fire spreads when, onoe kindled, if only it gets a little fanning ! one sure way to fan the blaze is to run over to a neighbour's and talk your trouble over. Tell just how unreasonable John is, and how little he sympathises with your trials, and unless your friend is an uncommonly wise woman, you will- go home more wretohed than you oame, and feeling harder than ever toward John. You have gained nothing, but you <have furnished food for considerable scandal, • for nothing travels faster than the. ill news ithat "so. and so don't get along well I together." That whioh was only a transient ;uaaa of ill-temper has been, blown into a' loonuagiation'that iaUikely to bum up your I domestic happiness. i Someone says if there is ever anything for whioh we are thankful, it is for angry words not spoken. I would add for domestic skeletons we ' did not exhibit before the world. Better keep them looked up in their closet. They will not shook l>t harrow your sensibilities half so muoh there.

Only possess 'your sonl in. quietness, and the fire will die oat. If your inmost oon-x oiousneßß tells you that you have the tine and devoted loVe of your husband you will not be ranch moved by little thing». Tears and life's mntoaUgoya' and sorrows will draw all true hearts closet to one' another, and the once vexations things will seem like trifles, as you glanc* backward over them.

Eemember that nothing helps along domes* ,tio troubles like talking over them; nothing

smothers them like silence. A little patience and Belf-oommand and the flash dies down. And, oh I how glad you are that the fair fabric of your home happiness has not been consumed. — Rural New Yorker.