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SEED-TIME HARVEST. 
ADVICE TO YOUNG MEN. 
The reasons why Telemachus should 
get married on $1 000 salary. 
Get married, my boy? Telemachus, come 
up close and look me right in the eye, and 
listen to me with both ears. Get married. 
If you never do another thing in the world, 
marry. You can’t afford it? Your father 
married on a smaller salary than you are 
getting now, my boy, and has eight chil¬ 
dren, doesn't have to work very hard, and 
<every year he pays a great pile of your 
little bills that your salary won’t cover. 
And your father was just as good a man at 
your age as you are now. Certainly, you 
can afford to marry. You can't afford not 
to. No. I’m not going to quote that tire¬ 
some old saying that what w 7 ill keep one 
person will keep two, because it won’t. A 
thousand dollar salary won’t keep two one 
thousand dollar people; but it will keep 
two five hundred dollar people nicely, and 
that’s all you are, just now, my boy. ‘ You 
need not wince or get angry. Let me tell 
you, a young man who rates in the world 
is a five hundred dollar man, all the year 
round, Monday as well as Saturday; the 
lay after Christmas just as well as the day 
before; the fifth of July as well as the 
hird, he is going to rate higher every year, 
mtil he is a partner almost before he hoped 
lo be a book-keeper. Good, reliable five 
hundred dollar young men are not such a 
I rug in the market as you suppose. . You 
marry, and your wife will bring tact, and 
love, and skill, and domestic genius,, and 
womanly economy that will early double 
\ our salary. But you would have to deny 
yourself many little luxuries and liberties? 
{ ertainly you would; or, rather, you'd 
w illingly give them up for greater luxuries. 
Vnd you don’t want to shoulder the bur- 
:ens and cares of married life? I see you 
io not. And I see what ypu do not realize, 
I erhaps, that all you* objections to mar¬ 
riage are mean and selfish. You haven’t 
iven one manly reason for not marrying, 
f you do marry, you are going into a 
vorld of new cares, new troubles, new em¬ 
barrassments. You are going to be care¬ 
ful and worried about many things. You 
are going to be tormented with household 
cares and perplexities, all new and untried 
to you. You are going to be pestered and 
bothered and troubled. You will have to 
walk the floor, with ten pounds of baby 
and a barrel full of colic, when you are 
nearly crazy for sleep. You will have to 
tell stories to the children when you want 
to read. You will have to mend a toy for 
young Tom, when you ought to be writing 
letters. You will have to stay at home in 
the evening, when you used to go to the 
club. The baby will rumple your necktie 
and the other children will trample into 
your lap with their dusty shoes. Your 
wife will have so much to do, looking after 
the comfort of her husband and children, 
that she won't be able to sing and play for 
you every evening, as your sweetheart did. 
Your time will not be your own, and you 
will have less leisure and freedom for fish¬ 
ing and shooting excursions, camps in the 
mountains and yachting trips along the 
coast than your bachelor friends of your 
own age. But, then, you will be learning 
self-denial; you will be living for some one 
else; you will be loving soihe one better 
than you love yourself, and more than a 
thousand fold that compensates for all that 
you give up. 
Why you want to remain single now, my 
boy, is just because you are selfish. And 
the longer you remain single the more this 
selfishness will grow upon you. There are 
some noble exceptions among bachelors, I 
know, and some mean ones among married 
men; and a selfish married man needs kill¬ 
ing more than any other man! know of; 
but, as a rule, just look around your own 
friends and see who are the selfish men. 
Who is it that gives up his seat in a street¬ 
car to a woman—not a pretty young girl, 
but a homely wrinkled woman in a shabby 
dress? Who is it that heads the charity 
subscriptions? Who pays the largest pew 
rent? Who feeds the beggar? Who finds 
work for the tramp? Who are the men 
foremost in unselfish work? I know your 
young bachelor friends are not stingy! Oh, 
no! I know Jack Fastbov paid $570 last 
week for a new buggy; it is as light as a 
matchbox, and has such a narrow seat that 
he never can ask a friend to ride with him; 
