A Comfortable Sort of Woman

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 11, 1915

A Comfortable Sort of Woman

“It comforts me,” said the bent little old man as he spoke of his dead wife, “it comforts me to know that Sally would allus lie down every afternoon an’ sleep a bit. Some folks tho’t ’twas a dretful lazy habit and ’twas no wonder we didn’t get rich faster, but she suited me jest as she was. Sally was a comfortable sort of a woman to have around, never frettin’ at a feller or faultin’ him when things didn’t go right. When feelin’ troubled, she’d often say, ‘Father, I believe I’ll lie down for a few minutes;’ then back she’d come spry and chipper as a canary bird. Sally didn’t drive and scold, but she wasn’t lazy, an’ she brought up the youngsters to do their part. I don’t see that drivin’ women get on one mite better than she did. It does comfort me to know that Sally would take her rest.”

A good many women who are overworking to do things which are not half as necessary as a live mother is, might well take a lesson from this “comfortable sort of a woman” and lie down for a few minutes, and take their rest. And if mothers would bring up “the youngsters to do their part,” instead of working themselves to death while sons are lying in bed and daughters are playing the lady, we might have more healthy, cheery grandmothers than we now have; and their children, when arriving at the years of discretion, would be thanking God for mothers who taught them to work, instead of mourning over the graves of mothers who worked themselves to death instead of laying a part of the burden on the shoulders of thoughtless children who are much better able to bear it.—Selected.