advantage, it will be often found in the order, peace, and happiness of his family. If ever he was industrious he will have to be so now. Once you had to work to "get a home," now you have to continue to do so to "keep your home about you." Surely this is a daily pleasure rather than a task. A young man idle, is an old man needy. Pin-money, it is said, is the unknown quantity in the great problem of life, because it depends upon whether people are accustomed to a diamond or a rolling pin.

III. Stand by one another at all costs. Let this be a standing rule with you at all times, and under all the changing circumstances of life. Never let anything come between you and your love for one another. Mishaps will occur, mistakes are sure to be made, miscalculations will arise, misfortune may overtake you, but never let any or all of these put together bring misapprehension between you. Be of one mind as far as you possibly can. Every husband should remember what the Persian poet says about " How men should treat women." "When thou art married, seek to please thy wife; but listen not to all she says. From man's right side a rib was taken to form the woman, and never was there seen a rib quite straight. And wouldst thou straighten it? It breaks, but bends not. Since, then, 'tis plain that crooked is woman's temper, forgive her faults and blame her not; nor let her anger thee, nor coercion use, as all is vain to straighten what is curved." And every wife must be willing to recognise that her "rights" are of the following character:

"The rights of woman, what are they?
The rights to labour, love and pray;
The right to weep when others weep,
The right to wake when others sleep.

"The right to dry the falling tear,

The right to stay the rising fear;
The right to smooth the brow of care,
And whisper comfort to despair.

"The right to watch the parting breath,
To soothe and cheer the bed of death;
The right, when earthly hopes all fail,
To point to that within the veil.

"The right the wanderer to reclaim,
And win the lost from paths of shame;
The right to comfort and to bless
The widow and the fatherless.

"The right the little ones to guide
In simple faith to Him who died;
With earnest love and gentle praise,
To bless and cheer their youthful days.
"The right to live for those we love,
The right to die that love to prove;

The right to brighten earthly homes

With pleasant smiles and gentle tones.

"Are these thy rights? Then use them well;

Thy silent influence none can tell.

If these are thine, who ask for more-
Thou hast enough to answer for."

IV. Every husband should be ready to do all he can to make his home a little paradise. He should always leave it with regret and return to it with delight. His one thought ought to be, "What can I do to add to the comforts of my home?" and when he is at home he should be ready to take his part in the various efforts which are made from time to time. It should never be said of him, that he quietly sits still and sees his wife reach up and pull at a window-sash for a few seconds quite good-naturedly, but when it doesn't come down, seeing her husband looking comfortably on, she mentally asks herself, "Is civilisation a failure ?"

No unhappiness in life is equal to unhappiness at home. All other troubles can be better borne than that of domestic disunion. The loss of fortune is not the loss of happiness where true love is left at home. But the want of love cannot be supplied by anything else. What utter misery dogs the steps of the man or woman whose happiness lies without, and whose unhappiness is within the home! Health, money, and success are nothing when the home is unhappy.

Sickness, poverty, failure is everything when it binds true hearts together in the bonds of sweet love. It has been said by an old proverb that

"Man's work is from sun to sun,

Woman's work is never done."

How many men forget that such is the case! They need to be taught better, as one appears to have been by the following quaint lines:

"Martin Kyser, coming home from his work at eve,

Growled and grumbled in a way you would scarce believe;
Thought his wife had easy times-said "'twas known that he
Could in one day do as much as she'd do in three.'

"Answered quick the busy wife-'Come, if you'll allow,
To-morrow you'll do my work, and I'll go drive the plough;
But you must milk the dairy cow, and you must butter make,
And there's a trifle, too, of bread and pies to bake.

"And Tom'll be to watch, or he'll get lost, or worse;
And Belle won't play all day-she's now and then to nurse;
And don't forget the hired men-dinner-hour is twelve-
Men want lots of hearty food when they dig and delve.
"As you pass in and out, getting towards midday,
Mind you watch the turkey-hen, or she'll lay astray:
And be sure the stove is full, and the irons hot,
For the clothes I've washed to-day must not be forgot.
"Then, for half an hour or so, ere it's time for tea,
There's your working suit to patch-do it tidily:
Or go to the barnyard and see the poultry fed,
After which wash Tom and Belle, and put them into bed.
"Then you'll dress yourself, you know, as I always do,
And have all as nice for me as I have had for you;
Cook me something tasty-say a bird on toast-
Or some spicy rissole from the dinner's roast.

"As I shall be so tired, of course you'll wait on me-
Get my wrapper, get my slippers, bring a cup of tea;
You'll wash up, lock the house, laugh at baby's capers;
I shall rest upon the lounge, with the evening papers.'
"Well, next morning, Martin's wife went to drive the plough
Martin, laughing, took the pail, tried to milk the cow,
But black Cherry tossed her head, looked around with scorn,
Tossed poor Martin from the byre with her crumpled horn.

"Bruised and bleeding, without milk, he went sadly in
Dirty dishes, crying baby, where should he begin ?
Tommy, too, had wandered off-perhaps into the lake-
And the butter, bread, and pies, all were yet to make.

"Got the boy in some precarious position,

Gave him what men call a wholesome admonition;'

Found the butter would not come; thought he'd try and bake;
Put the bread in far too soon, dinner on too late.

"When the men came home at noon he was half dement;
Uncooked dinner, unset table, hungry discontent;

And the thought of afternoon made him sick of life-
He would give-what would he not ?-just to see his wife.
"And the wife had woman's tact, so just after noon
She went homeward, knowing well she was not too soon;
Dropp'd upon the weary house in a glad surprise;
Never had she seemed so fair in her husband's eyes.
"For she said no bitter word, went to work instead,

Fed the babies, cleaned the house, baked some decent bread;
Heard him, patiently, abuse house and men and cow,
While she soothingly allowed 'it was hard to plough.'

"Then he openly confess'd all his past mistake,

Wonder'd how she did so much, all for love's sweet sake!
Kissed her fondly, as he said, 'Wife, now I see

You do more in one day than I could do in three.''

V. Every wife should be willing to lay herself out to aid her husband in facing the troubles, trials, difficulties, and sorrows which may come upon them. Strive with all your might against impatience, worrying, and an uneasy disposition. Nagging never did, and never will, help to make matters work smoothly. Some women never seem to be willing to let a thing drop. They do not know how to bury their dead troubles out of sight and out of mind, but some sudden gust of passion, or some little want of consideration on the part of the husband, up they come again as fresh as ever. Strive against this habit of going back on past troubles or worrying about future ones which may never turn up after all. It is an old but good piece of advice, "Never cross a bridge until you come to it." You will find it time enough to have to do it then; or, as another says, "Never meet trouble half way." No, wait till it comes, and seek to meet