each other. The will will close the hand, eyes, mouth; will it not? Yes. Well, exercise that same will in other respects, and one can command any organ to obey; and the volition will be found effectual. Thus, by means of a normal faculty, God-appointed, both crime and anguish may be prevented, health preserved, and happiness retained. If the will be exercised in precisely the opposite direction the glorious mission of the mother will begin.
IX. Cultivate the will by calmly, resolutely, determining that you will achieve a given end, victory, or result, and the power will increase every day; the character be modified, dignified, and exalted, and the world consequently altered in its aspects toward whoever tries!
X. The Law is inflexibly imperative. No woman can retain the love of a man, save under the operation of the following rules: 1st. To be loved, she must be respected. Indelicacy destroys both; she must make conscious and constant effort to merit and prove worthy of what she seeks. To be loved she must be lovely, lovable, and must love. 2d. True love manifests itself not tempestuously, spasmodically, — once in a while, forcefully, fitfully, demonstratively, and in words only, — but silently, evenly, steadily, and in actions, — trifles which, after all, make up life's sum-total, and in the heart-interest she really takes in his welfare. It won't do to tell a man you love him, yet take no pains to prove it; for he will not believe it, and is very apt to seek for it elsewhere; for it is human nature, this yearning for genuine love, and is as active in man as in woman. You "dress for company;" it will pay to sometimes dress for — husband! Love is not lust refined; it is a grand and holy attraction.
More hearts pine away in secret anguish, through unkindness from those who should be their comforters, than from any other calamity in life. Watch, then, and be what you ought to be, — a helpmeet for the partner. There's a deal in the phrase, "She stoops to conquer." Woman, remember this! That the agonies of the soul of a murderer, gambler, and suicide in the world to come can never equal in intensity that of the man or woman, who, free from these sins, has yet been guilty of a greater, namely, the wilful waste of love either by self-pollution or debauchery. Virtue is its own reward! the wilful waste here begets a woful want hereafter! — for of this fine love the soul elaborates its immortal body; and if
