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              [newspaper clipping]
TO THE �FRIENDS OF THE HAPPY PAID.�
  Since the world began, there probably never
was a marriage of which somebody did not �dis-
approve.�  That somebody, and everybody, has
a perfect right to an opinion on such a subject,
nobody doubts.  But how far you prove your
greater love for �Tom,� by whispering round
�confidentially� your fore-ordained determina-
tion not to believe that �that woman� can ever
make him happy, is a question.  Poor fellow!
and she of all people in the world; the very
last woman you would have selected; which of
course is sure to get to Tom�s wife�s ears, and
produce a fine foundation for belief in the reali-
ty of your regard for him, and your good na-
ture generally.
  Now as there were seldom, or never, two
parties bound together in any relation of life,
whether as business partners, pastor and peo-
ple, teacher and pupil, master and subordinate,
mistress and maid, who always moved along
with perfect unanimity, it is hardly to be ex-
pected that the marriage of �Tom� and his
wife will effect a total revolution for the better
in human nature, any more than did your own
marriage.  Perhaps even Tom and his wife,
though loving each other very much, may have
a difference of opinion on some subject; but
what is that to you?  They don�t need your
guardianship or supervision in the matter.  It
is very curious that those persons who clamor
most loudly when �Tom� marries without their
consent and approbation, are, ten to one, those
who have themselves married clandestinely,
or otherwise offended against the rigid rule
which they would apply in his particular case.
  Broad philanthropists!  Tom can surely be
happy in no way but theirs.  They love him so
much better than �that woman� possibly can.
Poor �Tom!�  He looked so poorly last time
they saw him.  Her fault, of course.  They
knew it would be just so.  Didn�t they say so
from the first?  Poor Tom! such a sacrifice.
It is unaccountable how he can like her.  For
the matter of that, they never will believe he
does, (and they might add, he sha�n�t if we can
help it.)  And so, when they see him, they in-
quire with a churchyard air, �Is he well?�
�Is anything the matter?�  �Ah, you needn�t
tell us; we know how it is; poor Tom�we
know you try to bear up under it.  Come and
see us.  We will love you.  You never will find
us changed.�
  No.  That�s the worst of it!  No hope of
their changing.  Bless their souls.  How lucky
�Tom� has somebody to tell him what a �sac-
rifice he has made,� or he never would find it
out!  Well, it is astonishing that such people
don�t see that this is the last way to convince
any person with common sense, that they are
better qualified to be installed guardians of
�Tom�s� happiness than �that woman.�
				    FANNY FERN.               
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