The Valiant Woman by Monseigneur Landriot
Who shall find a valiant woman?
Far and from the uttermost coasts is the price of her.
The heart of her husband trusteth in her:
and he shall have no need of spoils.
She will render him good, and not evil,
all the days of her life. (Prov. 31: 10-12)
...But who shall find a valiant woman? She who can draw from stores of never-failing courage the necessary energy to make head against all the difficulties of her position, its daily worries, hourly anxieties, and ever-recurring contradictions and disappointments. She who can bear up bravely under the many inevitable shocks of life; under family jars, interior depression, and all those slights and wounds which, like the legions of insects in autumn, are perpetual assailing the heart of a woman; she who presides with unvarying prudence over the labors of her household and all the details of housekeeping; who rules her servants wisely, and preserves due order in the arrangement of that multitude of petty affairs which follow on one another through every hour of the day as quickly as the clouds of heaven flit across the sky. Who shall find a valiant woman, who shows herself superior to disaster, to calumny, to thte malice of men, and to the manay blows of fate; and who, when the violence of the waves is spent, still remains firmly rooted int e sea, a beacon and light to poor shipwrecked mariners? Mulierum fortem quis inveniet? (1st Discourse, page 4)
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