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So, when a woman turns her wits again, 

 And hopes to modify the ways of men, 

 I look to see, when faith and practice meet, 

 Her tears bedew the pathway to defeat. 



Samuel Johnson, who married a widow twenty years 

 older than himself, and quarrelled with her on his way 

 to church, as he said he was not to be made the slave of 

 caprice, and was resolved to begin as he meant to end, 

 also said in after-life : 'Praise from a wife comes home 

 to a man's heart.' I am sure this is equally the case 

 with the wife. I have known many happy couples, but 

 never one that did not beam with joy at real praise and 

 appreciation from husband to wife, or wife to husband. 

 Of course, however, all flattery must be given with 

 discretion. 



Every girl, after marriage, should expect to be not 

 understood, and to remember this is part of the mys- 

 terious scheme of life which probably, on the whole, tends 

 to good ; at any rate, it sharpens the interest of life. 

 How far do we not go to find 'an undiscovered country '? 

 Besides, if it is a trial it is lightened by remembering it 

 is the same for all. Lucas Malet seems to think it is 

 universal : 



' Do two human beings, especially of the opposite sex, 

 ever fully understand one another ? Have any two ever 

 done so, since the world began ? History and personal 

 observation alike answer in the negative, I fear ; for, 

 alas ! the finest and liveliest imagination stops short of 

 complete comprehension of the thoughts, aims, predilec- 

 tions of even the nearest and best loved. In truth, is 

 not each one of us, after all, under sentence of some- 

 thing very like perpetual solitary confinement in the 

 prison-house of our own individuality?' 



One of the many pranks love plays us is that, when 

 women love, one of their chief joys is to pour out their 



