The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-11-22
TIE CHILDLBss HOME.

Many newly married people consider
childlessness a peculiarly Fortunate cir
cumstance. It relieves them from many
cares, aDnOYanceR and vexatiou IL
abolishes the nurse, sleepless nights,
good Mrs. Wins!Ow and the cradle. 1t
gives opPpr uitunity for parties, balls, the
opera, ard sundry tripes TO the mountains
and seashoTe, which would be exceeding
~ inconvenient if little troubletHsker
had been taken along or left behind.
There is nobody to litter the tie floors,
turn the show articles upside down, and
make confusion generally; and there are
no sObs or squalls, which those may call
music who have an ear fer such sounds,
which our chi.dless people have not
And then the landlords are so civil when
told, NO children" that is the open
sesame TO any desirable suit of apart
meHts or love Of a cottage. Indeed some
OF our newly married folks look upon no
children as the universal panacea for the
ills of life, and the infallibie recipe for
connubIal, aud indeed all other happi
ness.
But after while the brightest and
most engaging couples tire of receptions,
theatres, concerts aud the like. The ap-
petite becomes saced. The relish for
artificial erjoymeus gets cloyed The
/ desire for comfort AID quiet takes the
place OF the feyerish craving for active
pleasures To sit down at nome over an
entertaining DO *; to break the monotO-
ny of an evening by a pleasant chit,chat
few touches OF music, or an amusing
game to be warned of to bed by veivet>
Footed dreams stealing over the senses
aud filling the fancy with drowsy de-
lItftRF
time. Then comes 4 ycarning for some
taiug the heart has not looking for
what the room does not contain, a feel
ing after what no provision has been
made for. But the cradle does not come.
The aversion to care, infant lie cries,
and cUutusions of ali sorts, has become
chronic but little Two Shoes is a tynant
and wherever he sets up his despotism
insists that the laws of disorder shat
prevail The desire for somebody to pet
and play with, and dote upon, grows t.
hunger, which, alas, does not feed itself,
and only gives way to the more painful
need Of that sympathy, affection, friend
ship, solace and support which none but
q child can supply.
There may be wealth, yet who but
child shall keep at bay that great brood
Of vultureS aud cormorauts which peck
rernorselessly ut the life of whoever has
a purse2 There may be social position
and even fame, but how empty and bar
rem are all honors that must dissolve with
the breath Of their wearer. The home
may be a palace, but its splendid halls
will be cold and cherries az the fore
court Of a sepulchre, If they are not made
the portals of heaven by the prattle, the
merry laugh and innocent hilarity of
children, through whom the Divine Pa
ternity bestOws perennial youth and hope
and earthly Immortality upoL parents
here
Of all cherries, unnatural places in
the world, chi:1less home is the most
uncomfOr' able. There is something OPP
pressiVe in its vacancy. Its stiffness is
sitting. The heart faints AID cries for
what is not there The homo into which
the Great Father has once placed one of
lis little Onea. for however short a stay,
is Transformed by thai visitation, and can
never lose the charm of that mysterious
coming, nor the light that streamed
through the door of its nOiseless depar-
ture. The door is open and no hand can
smut it and just on the other side the
unseen child engages in gambols, or is
busted with tasks which it needs but u
little imagination. blended with faith, for
parents heart to hear
no hume can ever be the same again
into which one immortal being rose to
conscious life and saw heaven of love
in a mothers eyes. Birth is the great
sacrament But the home that has had
no such baptism, cold dull and dreary is
it at the best, with none of the poetry of
life in it, no legends of angels trailing
about it and no star shing over it to indi.
cate that 1t is favored of Heaven. Id
dies Pearl