When the husbands took cranky streaks the wives simply made light of it
to themselves, and forgot it as soon as possible. They lived on as
comfortable terms as if the wives were simply _first-class_ hired
house-keepers; little crankisms were all in the bargain. Eventually
every one of these couples separated, and nearly all the parties are now
_happily_ married. _And every_ _couple parted amicably_; each being
_satisfied_ to terminate the old partnership.
To me a divorce is not a disgrace, but a family row _is_. And I suspect
that most divorce _rows_ are worked up to _drown guilty consciences_.
Neither has done his best by the other, and he knows it; so he raises a
great row to fix attention on the other's shortcomings that his own may
escape observation.
Until a man and woman have succeeded in living up to their home
privileges in a manner befitting honest and intelligent man and woman,
_they can't be sure that they are not fitted for a real loving union_.
Friction over small things obscures vision and judgment, and hate hides
the lovableness that _must_ lie in every being. Get rid of the rowing
over little things of every day life, and you will be able to love as
much as your marriage will permit; _and you will be free to dissolve the
entire partnership if you desire_.
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