What is Duty?
Duty is seldom sweet.
It is only when love greases its wheels that it runs smoothly; it is a continuous friction otherwise.
How else could parents do their duties to their children, husbands to their wives, and vice versa?
Do we not meet with cases of friction every day in our lives?
Duty is sweet only through love, and love shines in freedom alone.
Yet is it freedom to be a slave to the senses, to anger, to jealousies and a hundred other petty things that must occur every day in human life?
In all these little roughnesses that we meet with in life, the highest expression of freedom is to forbear.
Women, slaves to their own irritable, jealous tempers, are apt to blame their husbands, and assert their own "freedom", as they think, not knowing that thereby they only prove that they are slaves.
So it is with husbands who eternally find fault with their wives.
To be continued ....