THE IDEAL WIFE
(To the Editor)
Sir, —-Responding' to your invitation to your readers to offer comments on the poetry on the above subject. I. without regard to the personnel of the author of the poetry,, whom I shall treat as an anonymity, offer the following thoughts that arose in my mind as I road the “Ideal Wife. Well, what a duffer of a man that husband must h a ve been ! He fads in everything and succeeds in nothing. with an angelic creature for a wife to stimulate to heroic effort, too. Hero is a waggon or a mucktumbrel if you like, hitched to a star. “ Though randy after wealth I strive, her love I still retain — She always with a lover's warmth returns my fond embrace.” What a duffer to fail bo win_ a little wealth in a country like New Zealand ! Then the poor wife has to embrace this hugger-nuggor when he returns homo after his quest for wealth, with his pockets empty, and mnmblcs the story of hia disappointments over to her. How I did pity that poor wife and longed to kick that’ duffer of a husband !• “When misfortune presses on me she Sweetly tries to cheer. Poor soul ! She should have used the rolling-pin on him. “No harsh reflections oa the past from her I ever faear.”-
No ! The poor soul suffers in silence, and what a significance of meaning attaches to those words, "the past," and what a thick cloud of foreboding hangs over the future in the homes of these unequally yoked couples ! “Tn rough all the many cai’es of life - “The blessing of her constant love cheers every hour of mine.” That is just where these doting wives miss their way. Instead of cheeiing every hour of such puddingheaded naodles of husbands, they should be treated the way Mother Moriarity treated Dan O’Connell when he started 1o use his- caustic wit onher to the amusement of the bystanders. The old lady stood chaffing till patience availed no longer. Then she commenced a furious fusillade with hcc walking-sticks and other articles of her stock-in-trade, and the great Dan had to skip it quick to get out of the range of her fire. That is the way to treat noodles of husbands 1 , when they come home with their pockets empty and the corners of their mouths down. “ And when ’to high and noble thoughts my soul will oft aspire. With truly sympathetic heart she shares each fond desire.” Those high and noble thoughts are addled in the process of incubation. How could it be otherwise with such an infertile chanticleer ? And this poor deluded wife, the victim of this abortion of high thoughts and aspirations, instead of belabouring this old with the roll-ing-pin and frying-pan, goes to fondle with him and share his fond desire. When is a man less than a man ? W r hen he takes a beautiful girl to the altar, and vows to love, honour, and cherish her, but instead of doing so ho goes home with his pockets empty and talks a lot of rot to her about high views and noble aspirations. Oh, then we’ll pity him, then we’ll pity him, then we’ll pity him all we can,—l am, etc.. T. BUXTON.
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THE IDEAL WIFE, Southern Cross, Volume 15, Issue 24, 5 October 1907
THE IDEAL WIFE Southern Cross, Volume 15, Issue 24, 5 October 1907
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