St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-03-29

thousand years ago; the kids have no SUI
perior way OF climbing up the rocks than
the old goats taught hundreds of years ago;
the whelps know no more now than did the
whelDs of ages ago-they are taught 10
more by the lions of the desert; but it is
shame that In this day, when there are so
many opportunities OF improving ourselves
In the best manner of cultiyating children,
that so often there is no more advancement
In this respect than there has been among
the kids and the eaglets and the whelps.
Again. Hannah stands before you as a
Christian mother. From her prayers and
from the way she consecrated her boy to
God, know that she was good. A mother
may have the finest culture, the most brill
liant surroundings; but
SHE is NOT FIT
FOR her duties unless she be a Christian
mother. There may be wel-read Libraries
in the house. and exquisite music in the
parlOr. and the canvas of the best artists
adorning the walls. and the wardrobe be
crowded with tasteful apparel, and the
children be wonderful for their attachments
and make the house ring with laughter and
innocent mirth, but there is something
woeful-lOoking in that house If il be not
also the residence of a Christian mother
daughter came to a worldly mother aud
said she was anxious about her sins, and
she had been praying all night. The mother
said: "Oh, stop prayingl IdOn't believe in
praying. Get over ali these religious no.
tons and I'll give you a dress
that will cost $500, and you may
wear it next week to that party" The
daughter took the dress, and she moved i'm
the gay circle. the gayest Of all the gay, that
night, and sure enough all religious impress
sions were gone and she stopped praying.
n few months after she came To die, and in
her closing moments said: Mother | wish
you would bring me that dress that cost
$500" The mother thought il very
strange request, but she brought it to please
the dying child. "NOw." said the daughter.
mother. hang that dress on the foot of nv
bed, and the dress was hung there, on the
foot of the bed. Then
THE DYING GIRL,
got up on one elbow and looked at her
mother. and then pointed to the dress and
said: Mother, that dress is the price of
my soul" Oh, what mOmentOus thing it
is to be a mother! Again, and lastly. Han
nah stands before you the rewarded mother
For all the coats she made for Samuel, for
all the prayers she offered for him, for the
discipline exercised over him, she got
abundant compensation in the piety and the
Samuel; and that is true in all ages. Every
mother gets full pay for all the prayers and
tears in behalf of her children. That man
useful in commercial life; that man promi-
nent in profession; that master mechanic
why, every step he takes in life has an
echo of gladneSs in the old heart that long
ago taught him TO be a Christian. and
earnest. The story of what you have done,
or what you have written, of the influence
you have eXerted, has gone back to the old
homeStead-fOr there is some one always
ready to carry good tidings, and that story
makes the needle in the old mothers trem-
ulOuS hand fly quicker, and the fail in the
fathers hand come down upon the barn
floor with vigorous thump. Parents love
to hear good news of their children. Do
you send them good news always? Look
out for the young man who speaks of his
father as
''THE GOVERNOR"
the esquire" or the ''old chap" Look out
for the young woman who calls her mother
her maternal ancestor" or the ''old
woman" The eye that mOcketh at his
father, and refuseth to obey his mother.
the ravens of the valley shall pick it out.
and the young eagles shall eat it," God
grant that all these parents may have the
grow up Christians. But oh! the pang of
that mother who, after a life of street-gad-
ding and goSSip-retailing, hanging on the
children the frpperieS and the fOllies of
this world. sees those children tossed out
on the seas of life like foam on the wave,
or nonentitieS in world where only bravery
Ind stalwart character can stand the shock!
But blessed be the mother who looks upon
her children as sons and daughters of the
Lord Almighty. Oh! the satisfaction of
Hannah in seeing Samuel serving at the al
tar; of Mother Eunice in seeing her Timothy
learned in the scriptures. That is the
mothers recOmpense, to see children CON-
ing up usefnl in the world, retaining the
lost, healing the sick, plying the ignorant,
earnest and useful in every sphere. That
throws new light back on the old family
Bible whenever she reads it, and that
will be
OINTMENT TO SOOTHE
the aching limbs of decrepitude. and light
up the closing hours of life's day with the
glories of an autumnal sunset. There she
sits. the old Christian mother. ripe for
heaven. Her eyesight is almost gone, but
the splendors of the Celestial City kindle up
her vision. The gray light of heavens
morn has struck through the gray locks
temples. She stOopS very much now under
the burden of care she used to carry for her
children. She sits at home. too old to find
her way to the house of God; but while she
sits there all the past comes back, and the
children that forty years ago tripped around
her arm chair with their griefS. and JOYS
and SUrrowS-thOSe children are gone now.
Some caught up into better realm, where
they shall never die. and others out in the
broad world, testing tine excellency of
Christian mothers discipline. Her last
days are full of peace; and calner and
sweeter will her spirit become. until the
gates of life shall lift and let in the worm
out pilgrim into eternal springtide and
youth, where the limbs never ache and the
eyes never grow dim, and the staff of the
exhausted and decrepit pilgrim shall be-
come the palm of the immortal athlete.
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