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to throw myself on the floor like things that must be done in order
a naughty rebellious five-year- to buy clothes and food, to pay
old and kick and scream that “I the rent, or the interest on the
mortgage, and they wonder why
ain’t gona do it. I won’t. I under the bright and shining sun
won’t.” But I didn’t get away they were ever such fools as to
with anything like that when I jump into the matrimonial mael
was five, and I can’t get away strom. And both men and women
with such actions now, for begin thinking of all the inter
“Mother Responsibility” yanks me esting and delightful things they
to my feet and says sternly, could be doing if they were not
“Now, listen here, daughter. shackled with the biting bonds of
We’ll have no tantrums in this responsibility.
family, and if you try anything
At such times people react in
of the sort you will find my various ways. Some develop am
hand applied where it will do the nesia; some men go out and get
most good."
drunk, or kick the cat and snarl
I am sure there come days in at their wives and children, and
every woman’s* life when she some women go on a shopping
looks about her house in the binge—which is almost as good
morning and thinks, “I’ve got to as going out and getting drunk,
sweep and dust and make beds and even more expensive, while
and wash dishes and cook three others move the furniture around
meals apd tend to the children or tear loose in some other way,
and mend—” and she sees herself or gripe at their husbands at the
doing those same things on and breakfast table and wonder,
on for years and years until she audibly, why they ever married
is so old she can do nothing but them. Oh, there are lots of ways
sit in a wheel-chair and growl at to express that feeling, but I
somebody else about the house think most folks just growl a bit
work. I am also quite sure that inuide and then go on with the
men have those moments. They routine tasks until they are fin
look at their wives and the host ished.
Usually, by the time
ages they have given 'to fortune these tasks are completed for the
and they think of having to do day, they have forgotten their re
all the thousand and one routine sentment and are busily planning
things for 'tomorrow.
The Big Boss and I were talk
ing about milking the other day.
I don’t help milk since the boys
came home, but I have done my
twice-daily stint in the cowbarn
in my time. I remarked that 1
didn’t dislike milking; the only
thing I objected to was the fact
that at a certain time, twice a
day, you had to drop whatever
you were doing, get out to the
barn, rain or shine, and jerk the
juice out of a cow. Cows are
creatures of unbreakable habit;
You have to milk them right on
time or they react in a very un
profitable manner. (I think a
variation in milking time disturbs
the balance of their hormones, or
something like that.) The Big
Boss looked at me thoughtfully.
“There are a lot of things that
have to be done at certain times,
regardless of what you want to
do, aren’t there?”
Of course
there are. Every man that works
has to get to his job on time;
meals have to at least approxi
mate a certain time—unless you
want yammering hungry men and
children wanting to know when
dinner will be ready—and most
of the other things in life, like
taxes and bills and dirty dishes
and social affairs, have to be at
tended to at the appointed time
or you are liable to get into diffi
culties. (Also, in my case, get
ting this weekly article to the
editor before the “dead-line.” I’ll
admit that there are many times
when I am so close to that fatal
“dead-line” that I drop it on his
desk and run before he gets a
chance to glare at fce. This morn
ing I am not even going near
his desk. I’m going to slip it
under the door.)
Seriously though, I wonder if
we would be really happy if we
didn’t have all these things that
must be done. There are doubt
less people in the world who have
no duties howling at them. I
have read of such folks, but I
have never met them, not mov
ing in that social class. They
seem to have no responsibilities,
no routine work to do, none of
the things which occupy so many
hours of our days, yet, judging
financing
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from what one reads of them in
the papers, they are not as happy
as us common folks, the workers
of the world, apd they seem to
be rushing madly about seeking
something that will give them
satisfaction and yet never finding
it.
I remember a little story I once
read. A man died and went to a
beautiful place. He had absolute
ly nothing to do, no responsibil
ities. He didn’t need to eat or
sleep or work or to think of any
body but himself. He could do
exactly as he pleased. For a
long time he did just that, then
he began getting horribly bored.
He had tried everything and
grown tired of it At last he
accosted one of those who seemed
in charge of the place and said,
“You know, old chap, I’m getting
beastly tired of all this. Frankly,
I don’t think much of your old
heaven.”
The one to whpm he had spoken
looked at him and grinned a
little. “Say, bud*” he answered
derisively, “where’d you get the
idea this is heaven. Don’t you
know you’re in hell?”
Yep, there is a nice little moral
to that story. I don’t think I
need to point lit out. I’ll just
sign off on this article, get up
and clean the house and bake a
pie for the Big Boss. He’s a
pretty good egg and right now he
is out doing something he prob
ably doesn’t really want to do,
but is doing it because it needs and served with a little wedge
to be done. Yes, I think I’ll of cheese. Pretty good. Ever
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