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                                     forget, so can she. It is better, however, that one does
                                     not needlessly name a person upon whom she can vent
                                     jealousy.
                                       Perhaps there are some cases where the utmost
                                     frankness is demanded. No outsider can appraise such
                                     an intimate situation. It may be that both will decide
                                     that the way of good sense and loving kindness is to
                                     let by-gones be by-gones. Each might pray about it,
                                     having the other one’s happiness uppermost in mind.
                                     Keep it always in sight that we are dealing with that
                                     most terrible human emotion—jealousy. Good general­
                                     ship may decide that the problem be attacked on the
                                     flank rather than risk a face-to-face combat.
                                       If we have no such complication, there is plenty we
                                     should do at home. Sometimes we hear an alcoholic
                                     say that the only thing he needs to do is to keep sober.
                                     Certainly he must keep sober, for there will be no
                                     home if he doesn’t. But he is yet a long way from
                                     making good to the wife or parents whom for years
                                     he has so shockingly treated. Passing all understand­
                                     ing is the patience mothers and wives have had with
                                     alcoholics. Had this not been so, many of us would
                                     have no homes today, would perhaps be dead.
                                       The alcoholic is like a tornado roaring his way
                                     through the lives of others. Hearts are broken. Sweet
                                     relationships are dead. Affections have been uprooted.
                                     Selfish and inconsiderate habits have kept the home in
                                     turmoil. We feel a man is unthinking when he says
                                     that sobriety is enough. He is like the farmer who
                                     came up out of his cyclone cellar to find his home
                                     ruined. To his wife, he remarked, “Don’t see anything
                                     the matter here, Ma. Ain’t it grand the wind stopped
                                     blowin’?’’
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