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LUU IMJIIII
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A JOURNAL OF LITERATURE AND DOMESTIC
SCIENCE.
PUBLISHED MONTHLY.
Athens, Ga., April, 1889.
Edited by KATE GARLAND,
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Let our readers make a general informa
tion bureau of the Correspondence depart
ment, in which all may feel free to ask and
answer questions. What more valuable
feature could a home paper possess?
As promised last month, we give the first
chapters of ‘‘Rosa ”in this issue. It’s ap
pearance in Woman’s Work may be ac
cepted as evidence that the story is not
only fascinating, but its tone the highest
and best. Won’t you induce your friends
to commence taking our paper now, and
read this serial ?
This month we give a portrait of Dr
Wilson, the editor of one of our most val
uable departments. Those who have read
the “Home Physician” need, not to be re
minded of Dr. Wilson’s practical and forci
ble style as a writer. His department is
worth many times the subscription price of
Woman’s Work to any family.
“ Why, I could fill your ‘ Bright
Baby’ column with my little one’s
smart sayings,” a subscriber recently re
marked. Well do so, by all means. It
will amuse our readers and give you these
remarks in good shape for preservation,
even if the judges do not pronounce yours
the brightest of bright babies and award it
the prize.
Can’t write for Woman’s Woßk? Did
you ever try? You won’t find it very
difficult, and your favorite recipe, or meth
od of doing something to add to the
brightness or comfort of home may help
some one out of a difficulty. If you know
nothing to tell, suppose you ask for some
information and thus afford an opportunity
for others to express themselves.
Each month we welcome new names to
our pages, and each month we are informed
that Woman’s Work is better than ever.
We hope this opinion will always prevail,
and believe it will, if every reader will only
tell us what she knows about promoting
comfort, health and happiness in the home.
Why should you hesitate to write to your
paper more than to a friend? You have
no better friend than Woman’s Work.
Matter should reach us for an issue as
early in the previous month as possible—
by the 15th any way.
What great and enduring good may re
sult from the example of one well spent
life 1 It is not necessary that this life be
praisqd and famed for some great special
work. The deepest streams flow silently:
the best example is that which impresses
its merits without an effort to do so. A
modest act of kindness and love, may prove
more powerful than the reasoning of ages.
These thoughts occur to us in reading
the life of Charlotte Bronte.
In her character we see a true, breathing
woman, intensely human and womanly;
plain and possessing but few social graces,
yet having that strength of character and
uniqueness of intellect that gives her a pe
culiar and indefinable charm.
In studying her life you feel that you
are face to face with a living heroine, for
such Charlotte Bronte was in the truest
sense of the word. Her life was obscure
and full of the bitterest sorrows; she did
what is most heroic of all—lived bravely
and well; not once did she falter in her
trust. “Duty” was the keynote of her
character. She shows how truly great a
woman may be by simply doing conscien
tiously the work that is given her, and that
a character is not deprived of full growth
and development of the grandest elements
because its sphere seems narrow. Tho’ con
fined to one house the influence of a
woman’s life may widen to all eternity.
Charlotte Bronte even teaches us more
in the record of her simple life, than she
did with the pen of Genius. Her history
is full of strength and truth, and more fas
cinatingly interesting than any novel can
be.
Fruit Canning Made Easy; with a Chap
ter on Preserves and Jellies, by Mrs. Joseph
Wheeler, Fayetteville, N. C. (price 16 cts.
postpaid) is a neat little pamphlet that con
tains explicit directions on a subject that
should be important to most housekeepers.
It is well, during the summer to util
ize the fruit that can easily be procured,
for winter use. Carefully prepared, it
will give you a luxury, at once economical,
delicate and wholesome. We would ad
vise every housewife to secure this valua
ble publication in tune for the canning
season.
“What’s in a name ?” quoth the king of
bards some centuries ago, and still the an
swer reverberates—sometimes “nothing,”
sometimes “everything”—as the query is
turned from side to side.
Common sense—the ozone of the human
intellect, that makes judgment just, and
keeps life wholesome—often renders the
decision that there is nothing in a name;
but alas, oftener does prejudice decide that,
to the nomenclature of things belongs the
greatest consideration.
This latter view is not disregarded in
the world of literature; what is written
under a name to which popular opinion
has attached fame, wins the consideration
that something of equal merit, but un
known authorship, does not.
If all books were published anonymous
ly, we think there would be less indis
criminate reading. When a work is judged
fairly as to its intrinsic worth, receiving
no qualifying glamour from the name on
the title page, then will there be less tody
ism in literature, and honor will be given
to pens now unpraised.
With all due appreciation for famous
writers, and the intellect that has given
them fame, we should not accept every
thing they tender the reading public, with
implicit confidence that it is good, simply
because the same writer had written some
thing previously, to which eminent critics
gave the mighty nod of commendation.
“There are as fine fish in the sea as were
ever caught out,” and pens now obscure,
may yet write for themselves names
worthy a place with the most honored.
Let us recognize thoughts that are true and
beautiful, no matter who the author may
be; admire talent or genius though it be
unacknowledged by the world.
This we endeavor to do in culling from
the wide field of thought, the variety that
seems most fitting to be proffered the read
ers of Woman’s Work. From the many
resources afforded us by generous and
gifted peng, we wish to evolve what is the
best food for mind and heart.
We not only welcome tjiq service of
pens that have had their power tried and
approved, but would encourage those that
are impelled by earnest purpose, though
they now falter because of unassured suc
cess.
We would awaken the latent intellectual
life that may be hidden in our land, and
foster our literature to a fuller and sturdier
growth. Each new evidence of the un
earthing of talent that lies buried, we greet
with pride and pleasure. The possibili
ties of our literature are fraught with hope
and promise, and are not without assuring
productions that may be taken as an earn
est of what the future will develope. W e
think this assurance is well evinced in the
pages of Woman’s Work.
The just-rising star that may seem an
almost invisible point in the milky-way of
the great literary firmament, may shed a
light, clear and lustrous, with heaven-born
genius, that will grow brighter and bri ht
er as it ascends to the zenith.
Withholding no admiration and homage
from stars of greater magnitude, we are
glad to have the first sky beams of the les
ser lights—the first giving forth to others
of the radiance of a kindling genius, an
awakening soul. It is a devoted interest of
Woman’s Work to do all in its power to
develope the talent of our people and to
help our literature to attain a higher stan
dard of merit. It is with pardonable pride
that we note the evidences of a realization
cf this desire. We are justly proud of our
contributors. We only ask that the mat
ter given by them in Woman’s Work be
valued by our readers, on its power of add
ing to their wealth of mind or heart, and
we will entertain no fear of an unjust es
timate.
With proper encouragement and appre
ciation accorded, our hopes are strong for
the maturing of individual intelligence and
general literary excellence.
For Woman’s Work.
TRUST.
,
C. A. MITCHELL.
In the darkest hours that come,
Let thy heart on God be stayed;
In the thickest, deepest gloom
His greatest mercies are displayed.
The love of the beautiful and true, like
the dew drop in the heart of the crystal,
remains forever clear and limpid in the in
most shrine of the soul.
To lose an expected happiness—to re
nounce a whole future, is a keener suffering
than that caused by the ruin of a bliss ex
perienced, however complete it may have
been. Is not hope better than memory ?
Remember that every day of your early
life is ordaining irrevocably, for good or
evil, the custom and practice of your soul;
ordaining either sacred customs of dear and
lovely recurrence, or trenching deeper and
deeper the furrows for seed of sorrow.—
Ruskin.
CHANGING ITS TITLE.
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Co., Music Publishers, will hereafter be
known as
OLIVER DITSON COMPANY.
Mr. Chas. H. Ditson, in the new corpora
tion, represents the name so familiar to
every newspaper reader. The firm in
cludes Mr. John C. Haynes, Mr. Chas H.
Ditson, (former partners) and five gentle
men who have hitherto held prominent
positions in the Boston, New York and
Philadelphia stores.
The successful firm enters on the second
half century of its existence with a large
stock and extensive business, and with
every probability of large and rapid in
crease.
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once; it produces natural, quiet sleep by
relieving the child from pain, and the little
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is very pleasant to taste. It soothes the
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For Woman’s Work.
A FRAGMENT.
A woeful tale
A maiden fair—
With lips moon-pale,
Disheveled hair;
With eyes wild-wide—
And a hand stretched far
O’er the swelling tide,
Os the harbor bar.
A haggard form
On a raft—too frail —
To breast the storm
With tatter-sail
Hands shoreward held
In dark despair—
Eyes turned to Heaven
In fervent prayer.
The hands no more
Reach in from sea,
No eyes on shore
Look out to sea —
Two forms close pressed
To the wind-swept sod,
Two souls that meet
At the bar of God.
The Exile.
For Woman’s Work.
ABOUT WOMEN.
Let us be consistent, we women. We
must choose what we prefer in this world
and strive for that. A woman who is “all
womanly,” who is consistent in having
none but womanly qualities may, perhaps,
awaken the faint remnant of chivalry that
lingers in the heart of modern man. Such
a woman must strive for consistency in her
emotions and thoughts.
But a woman who desires to enter the
masculine arena, and take her place should
er to shoulder with the men of the world,
must, to be consistent, be content to strive
and to fare exactly as her brother might,*
under the same circumstances.
I do not, indeed, know why we should
expect anything else; and the fact that
we certainly do expect other things proves
that we have a place of our own, and are
happier in keeping it. Happier by far are
we when we can calmly sit by our own
firesides, while our masculine protectors
fight the battles of life and come home to
us to rest, to confide in us, to have their
wounds healed. There are wounds for all
that fight, whether the battle be in one
field or another. The queen of home need
desire to reign over no other kingdom.
But there are many of us who must forego
this sweetness.
A widow without fortune must, like the
soldier’s wife when her protector falls,
“fill his fatal post.” And whether she is a
woman of business ability, or one with
some special talent for writing, painting or
teaching; whether she takes to keeping
boarders, or keeping books, or goes behind
a counter, or into a work-room, she will
soon find that there is no longer any one
to promise her that she shall
“Sit on a cushion and sew up a seam,
And sup upon strawberries, sugar and cream.”
She must work, give full value for money
received, bear criticism, and endure re
proof; learn neither to weep nor complain
any more than a man does. If she gets on
the top of the ladder she will be well treat
ed and well paid. So will a man in the
same circumstances. She will also find
herself in a position to excite envy.
One day, amazement will possess her
soul to discover that she, who has been
“nice to everybody ” as she thinks, has en
emies who are working against her. Un
truths will be uttered and things will be
arranged so that she shall not stand well
with the powers that be.
But to the good woman who would never
dream of doing any thing mean herself, the
first inkling of the fact comes with a shock,
from which it is hard to recover. Her only
course is to try to place herself where the
enemies she has made by reaping the re
ward of patient, conscientious work, cannot
reach her, and in the meantime to accept
the fact and pass it by as unworthy the
notice of her womanhood.
We ask too much, if we ask of men that
they shall change their habits during their
business hours for our sakes. They seldom
desire to meet women in the business arena.
If we will go there, and must go there for
the sake of bread, the courtesy they extend
to men is perhaps all that we can consist
ently demand, though in reality we expect
and receive more.
One thing that has given woman the
graceful and delicate con sideration generally
accorded her, is the mystery that surround
ed the seclusion of her life in the days of
towers and bowers, when men only caught
glimpses of sweet faces behind dropped
veils Our remoteness from them in those
days gave us value in men’s eyes. Associ
ation in the rough and tumble business
life tends to break this enchantment. Man
sometimes forgets to place that peculiar
value on any woman but the yet unmar
ried girl he is in love with.
But we must try to be consistent. No,
one can have everything.
Belle.
Let the convenience and comfort of'
I others come first, your own vill follow.