Being hints to each other for the good of both, as actually delivered at our own table: -
If your husband occasionally looks a little troubled when he comes home, do not say to him, with an alarmed countenance, "What ails you, my dear?" Don't bother him; he will tell you of his own accord, if need be. Don't rattle a hailstorm of fun about his ears either; be observant and quiet. Don't suppose whenever he is silent and thoughtful that you are of course the cause. Let him alone until he is inclined to talk; take up your book or your needlework (pleasantly, cheerfully; no pouting - no sullenness), and wait until he is inclined to be sociable. Don't let him ever find a shirt-button missing.- A shirt-button being off a col lar or wrist-band has frequently produced the first hurricane in married life. Men's shirt-collars never fit exactly - see that your husband's are made as well as possible, and then, if he does fret a little about them, never mind it; men have a prescriptive right to fret about shirt-collars.
193. Hints for Husbands - If your wife complains that young ladies "now-a-day" are very forward, don't accuse her of jealousy. A little concern or. her part only proves her lore for you, and you may enjoy your tri umph without saying a word. Don't evince your weakness either, by complaining of every trifling neglect. What though her chair is not set so close to yours as it used to be, or though her knitting and crochet seem to absord too large a share of her attention, depend upon it that, as her eyes watch the intertwiniugs of the threads, and the manoeuvres of the needles as they dance in compliance to her delicate fingers, she is thinking of courting days, Jove-letters, smiles, tears, suspicions, and reconciliations, by which your two hearts became entwined together in the network of love, whose meshes you can neither of you unravel or escape.
Never complain that your husband pores too much over the newspaper, to the ex elusion of that pleasing converse which you formerly enjoyed with him. Don't hide the paper; don't give it to the children to tear;don't be sulky when the boy leaves it at the door;but take it in pleasantly, and lay it down before your 6pouse. Think what man would be without a newspaper;treat it as a great agent in the work of civilization, which it assuredly is;and think how much good newspapers have done by exposing bad husbands and bad wives, by giving their errors to the eye of the public. But manage you in this way: when your husband is absent, instead of gossiping with neighbors, or looking into shop windows, sit down quietly, and look over that paper; run your eye over its homo and foreign news; glance rapidly at the accidents and casualties;carefully scan the leading articles; and at tea-time, when your husband again takes up the paper, say, "My dear, what an awful state of things there seems to be in India;" or "what a terrible calamity at the Glasgow theatre; "or" trade appears to be flourishing in the north!" and depend upon it down will go the paper. If he has not read the information, he will hear it all from your lips, and whep you have done, he will ask, "Did you, my dear, read Simpson's letter upon the discovery of chleroform?" And whether you did or not, you will gradually get into as cosy a chat as you ever enjoyed; and you will soon discover that, rightly used, the newspaper is the wife's real friend, for it keeps the husband at home, and supplies capital topics for every-day table-talk.