New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1879-11-26

ike to see . boy In lovewith his moth
er-so that no woman was fairer, or
dearer, or more worthy Of knightly
service than she.
O, my dear boys-for it is you espe-
cially for whom I am writing this story
mo matter how big you get, or hcw
busy you become, or how manly you
fancy You are growing, don't ever get
too big, or too busy, or too manly to
be In love with your mother. She
who loves you a. no other woman ever
can; she who would gladly die thou
sand deaths for you-O never, 90 long
- you live, turn her ont of the first
place in your heart. Never 20 long
as you live let there 6e time when,
in the slightest attention even-the
quick offer OF an arm or the STOPPING
to save step you Will prefer another
to her.
Idon't mean to moralize to you, or
preach to you very much in this story:
but I can't help saying this. For know
when you will thank me for it. Yo1do
0Vt tAAuA vO1y 1uuCA 0UOU0 ~ uOWs 0S
you 60 about the house with hearts
singing and feet that keep time to the
h0me-music. And when the day comes
for you to go out from the home life,
you viii run lightly down the steps and
ride away, scarcely turning for last
look at the loving mother who stands
there in the doorway, with eyes that
fill 30 fast they can scarcely follow you
~ you 60. And when you come back
ct Christmas. or Easter, or at midsum.
mer. though you may notice, perhaps,
that some little change has taken
place in your absence-the dear moth
er-face has grown thinner, the step
slower; or, maybe, the grey hairs hsve
become more frequent-yet still you
will laugh, and turn away and forget;
until sometime-late, trust, but sure
" sooner or later-there will come q
change, which you will notlaugh away
or forget. Sometime when you are
far away, perhaps at school or college,
or in . distant city, while you study
or sport, or carouse, there will come
tidings, and summons, least ex.
peoted, that will kill the laugh upon
your lips in an instant, and strike your
Joy dead.
And then, when you have hurried
home again, and, standing once more
by the hearth that can never again be
a. it once had been, you begin to real
ize as you cannot at first, how very dif-
ferent everything is, and how empty
and desolate home and the world and
life itself is, with that presence that has
made it all SO beautiful gone out of it
forever; when you stand. later still,
beside that sacred mound in the church
ya.d and weep such hot tears as boys
and men do weep over their mothers
graves, then it Is that every little care
and thoughtfulness and attention that
you have paid her, and all the larger
sacrifices you have made for her sake,
will come back to you like ministering
spirits, and bring you comfort and q
consolation that you cannot now under
stand; just as the remembrance of every
sorrow you have caused her will be
very bitter.
And If these words I am saying will
only make you think of this ,soU, and if
the thought shall make you in any way
more careful and considerate and af-
fectionate nosO, to the mother whom !
am sure you love very much, I shall be
glad indeed that have said them: and
sometimes you will be glad, too, how
ever dull and prosy you may think
them now.
And as for your mothers picture,
boys (for want to say word about
that, too), never 20 away from her
without it. Keep it by you always; not
in your trunk or drawer, but on your
bureau, or wall, or shelf, where you
can see it constantly, and where It can
see you. You will lead truer lives for
it, believe me. For it is in the privacy
of our own chamber, perhaps, that we
think our meanest thoughts and do our
meanest acts; and you will hardly care
to think or act unworthily with those
eyes following you about the room.
And the other of the two things that
Royal did this morning1 Well, with
the thought Of his earthly parent sober
ing and purifying his heart, he knelt
down beside his bed and poured out his
soul to his Heavenly Father. A simple,
honest straightforward prayer whose
words would not repeat here, since
they were meant for Gods ears alone.
Only I hope that in this second thing.
also. every boy who reads this will
think Royal Lowrie worthy Of imita-
tion.-CAorles r. Talbot, IN Vide
As0Gks.