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LUU IMJIIII Entered at Second-Class Postage Rates. A JOURNAL OF LITERATURE AND DOMESTIC SCIENCE. PUBLISHED MONTHLY. Athens, Ga., April, 1889. Edited by KATE GARLAND, ASSISTED BY THE BEST TALENT Subscription price, 50 cents a year. Great inducements to club-raisers. Send for our terms to agents and make money. ADVERTISING RATES. Subject to Monthly Change. Sixty cents per inch each insertion. The increase in circulation during a six months or yearly contract, amounts to a very liberal difference in favor of the steady advertiser. Twelve lines nonpareil type make one inch. A column is fourteen inches. Copy should be received by the 20th of each month for the following month’s issue. Orders may be sent direct, or through any responsible advertising agency. Communications intended for editorial depart ment should be addressed to the Editress, at Athens, Georgia. All subscriptions and business communica tions should be addressed to T. L. Mitchell, Publisher and Proprietor. Athens. Ga. 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. The well-known firm of Oliver Ditson & 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. ADVICE TO MOTHERS. Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup should always be used when children are cutting teeth. It relieves 'the little sufferer at once; it produces natural, quiet sleep by relieving the child from pain, and the little cherub awakes as “ bright as a button.” It is very pleasant to taste. It soothes the child, softens the gums, allays all pain, relieves wind, regulates the bowels, and is the best known remedy tor diarrhoea, whether arising from teething or other causes. Twenty-five cents a bottle. Be sure and ask for “ Mrs. Winslow’s Sooth ing Syrup,” and take no other hind. 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.