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Show t The Other Side By BERTON BRALEY ; I atu sick to death of stories ou the ills of married life Where the husband's always cruel to his poor neglected wife, Where she weeps through many pages and she sighs through many more Just because he falls to kiss her as he leav.es her at the door: I'm sick of reading tales Where the lady sobs and wails When her hubby spends an evening at the club; Where her spouse's lightest fault Makes her read tears run salt Till a day's supply would overflow a tub I am sick of sickly stories on the ills of married life. When they always blame the husband and they never blame the wife, Wln ic the "better hair1 -its brooding on a lot of bitter woes And there's never any hint of what her husband undergoes; Ain't there anyone In sight With the honesty to write Of the husband who Is frazzled to a rag U the everlasting peeves l a woman who believe-That believe-That her matrimonial duty is to Qaj ' In Hit interests of Justice, let some harried married male In ; firm and manly fashion give his version of the tale, Let him speak of breakfast lc-riures, let him tell of bed time rows. Let him paint a brutal picture of a thankless! thriftless spouse Such a wife is very rare But the portrait's Just as fair Lfi that "poor neglected wife" son pi Btuff; If the papers publish that nd the women weep thereat, Then to print the other side is fair enough. Copyright. 1922. NBA Service) |