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of San Jacinto, was in one of our Atlantic cities, and having an evening when he was not specially engaged, he was invited to attend a popular place of amusement. He politely declined. Upon being pressed for the cause of his refusing to accompany his friend, he replied, in substance, as follows: “ You are doubtless aware that a portion of my life was clouded by an intense devotion to most of the customs and fashions of society, and that, in consequence, I became degraded, and shunned by the wise and the good. My humiliation was the greater, because I had formerly stood well in the esteem of my fellow-citizens. My downfall was owing to the evil ways of society, but still it was my own fault. In this condition, she who is now my wife, awoke a desire for reform; she inspired me, she guided me, she aided me, and to her kind and unwearied efforts is due my redemption from the thraldom of evil habits, and my restoration to the respect of mankind. Yes, sir, humanly speaking, I owe to her all I am, or that I hope to be, in time and eternity. She is a praying woman, a member of a Christian church. Some time ago, I resolved, by the help of God, never to perform an act having any moral bearing which would not be approved by my good wife. I know she disapproves of this species of amusement, and would wish me not to attend, because its tendencies are evil, and it is unnecessary; and I agree with her in opinion. You will, therefore, I trust, allow that I have reasons, which should have weight with any true man, for not accepting your invitation.”

It is woman's mission to be true and faithful, kind and loving; and herein she gains her noblest power over her male companion. Ledyard, who travelled much, and who saw much of human nature in its varied shapes, remarks, “ Women do not hesitate, like men, to perform a hospitable or generous action; not haughty, nor arrogant, nor supercilious, but full of courtesy, and fond of society; industrious, economical, ingenious, more liable in general to err than man, but in general also more virtuous, and performing more good actions than he. I never addressed myself in the language of decency and friendship to a woman, whether civilized or savage, without receiving a friendly answer. With man, it has often been otherwise. In wandering over the barren plains of inhospitable Denmark, through honest Sweden, frozen Lapland, rude and churlish Finland, unprincipled Russia, and the wide-spread regions of the wandering Tartar, hungry, dry, cold, wet, or sick, woman has ever been friendly to me, and uniformly so; and to add to this virtue, so worthy of the appellation of benevolence, these actions have been performed in so free and kind a manner, that, if I was dry, I drank the sweet draught, and if hungry, I ate the coarse morsel, with a double relish."

And she should be careful of this influence. If a wife loses the affection of her husband, and with it her influence over him, she has made a shipwreck of home. The influence of woman should be used to make home happy. How vivid, and how true to life, is that picture which some one has drawn of the fashionable woman of our times! “Look,” he says, “at that fine mansion where she dwells; thousands have been lavished on these imposing walls, long colonnades, and high, arched windows; and now and then you obtain a glimpse of costly hangings, rich carpets, and tall mirrors, which dazzle with their magnificence. Often you pause a moment, and look wistfully in through the half-closed blinds, and murmur to yourself, as you pass on, “I should think the possessor of all this might enjoy life.'

“ But you are sadly mistaken. The angel of peace never folds her white wings by that fireside; the gentle spirit of content never sheds her holy influence there. The master of the mansion, though yet in his prime, seems prematurely old ; there is an expression of habitual suffering around his firmly-compressed lips, and his broad brow bears many a trace of care. Ah, there is a vulture at his heart, which, like the hero of the olden story, he would fain conceal. Ten years ago, he married a beautiful girl, with a thousand pleasant visions of domestic quietude and bliss. But his dreams have faded; the rosy hue of romance is lost in the cold, gray dawn of his bitter reality.

“ His wife presides over his household with surpassing gracefulness; she is the idol of society, and a leader of fashion. She goes and comes through those spacious halls, dressed in garments that might befit a queen; she gives brilliant dinners, where she shines the brightest star, and parties, which every body pronounces charming. But she is never the kind, devoted companion, the loving, trusting helpmate, sharing every joy and sorrow, cheering him when he desponds, and counselling in trials and perplexities with winning grace and tenderness. In short, she never makes home happy.

“ Ask,” continues the same writer, “ ask the peevish, complaining wife if she has ever thought seriously of this matter. What a neat, cosy little cottage hers is! How many comforts she has ! Her two noble-looking boys and their fair sister are as beautiful a trio of children as ever graced a household; her husband is kind and indulgent; but her fretful disposition will not allow her a moment's tranquillity. She is in perpetual anxiety ; sometimes it is one thing, and again another, that causes her inquietude, but she is never at rest. The children yearn for the sunshine which they see in the homes of their playmates, and invent all kinds of excuses to get away from troubles that haunt their mother. They have already learned that pleasure cannot be found under their own roof tree, and the gambling hall, the theatre, and the club room hold out temptations which they can scarcely resist. Ay, think of these solemn considerations, and be wise."

But enough. Delilah was not the worst woman that ever lived. She had a peculiar history, and brought her husband to a terrible end. Good may be taken from her case, like honey from the rock, and every woman may learn from her a useful lesson. Did time allow, we might trace in Delilah the evil effects of curiosity, which draws out secrets which should not be known, and the fatal consequences which sometimes follow what is deemed the most innocent tattling ; but we leave her portrait for the mind of each to study and improve. She was a link in the chain of divine providences which stretch along our world, bind

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