With all its noble opportunities of love and service and practical guidance of the social evolution of the race, we must admit that in the home life of the domestic woman lie many dangers of narrowness of mind and of heart.
Outside occupations of necessity wean the mind from personal and family obsessions. But home duties keep the mind eternally circling round thoughts and ideals of the family fortunes and too much occupied perhaps with the virtues and the faults of the individuals in the house. And the best of men, fathers and husbands and sons, are imperfect creatures — as we are ourselves. They have exasperating ways which no amount of criticism or complaint from us lessens in the least.
And it is surely a very doubtful comfort we obtain from confiding these faults to outsiders, and implicitly asking for sympathy; for that is what it comes to; we expect sympathy for having married a man who has faults which perhaps give us a little trouble.The faults complained of are usually not of a grave character. Real sins she will be silent about — anything that would bring dishonour upon the name.