Ragged homes and how to mend themBayly, Mrs. (Mary)
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Ragged homes and how to mend them
Bayly, Mrs. (Mary)
Charities -- Great Britain; Poor -- England -- London
“You have been uncomfortable this evening, I know; but you forget how
many evenings before this you have made _me_ uncomfortable. If only a
very few were to act as you have done, our meetings would be brought into
such disorder that it would be folly to attempt to meet at all. One
principal thing for which many of these women value the meetings is, that
they are _quiet_. It would be no kindness to them to bring them out of
the bustle and confusion of home into another scene of bustle and
confusion. Now, will you answer me this one question? Do you think I
should be a fit person to preside over this meeting, if I could not, and
did not check such annoyance and interruption as you have caused?”
“Why, no; I do think I am a sort of a fool;” and the long pent-up
feelings of mortification began to vent themselves in tears.
“I did not think that,” I replied. “I have often looked at you, and
admired the ability and energy which you have shewn. Why, I think you
could cut out work fester than any three of the rest of us put together;
and you have a good idea of order and arrangement, too. I have already
learned some things of you, and you could help me a great deal, if you
would.”
“I don’t think I shall come here any more.”
“I would advise you to stay away for a month. By that time all that has
passed will be forgotten. If you will call on me at my house, this day
week, in the afternoon, I shall be happy to see you; and when we have had
a long chat together, we shall be better acquainted.”
She came. I found it as I had expected. Next to the unrenewed nature,
the evil had its rise in great physical strength, and mental energy never
fully expended. Her husband was what they call “a quiet man,” perhaps
more easily managed than she liked; and her two children went to school,
and did not give her much trouble. But it was not so much the want of
occupation, (for her pig-feeding establishment must have made great
demands upon her time,) as a kind of mental restlessness, which nothing
in her mechanical life could absorb. The mischief done by a river in
overflowing its banks will never be remedied by damming the water back on
itself; it will only return again and again. Fresh channels must be dug
for it, and then the same element that previously spread destruction,
will produce verdure and fertility.
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