St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Honor Thy Father and Thy Mother


to you. Much as you no doubt value them
| now. should YOUR life be spared to expert
ence the bereavement Of orphanage, you
will learn how priceless is the gift you
now enjoy. While they remain, give
| them the reverence due them, and seek on
| every occasion to assure them of your ten
| der love. Such a course will leave no
room for after regret. There is love
illness in the parental relation that no pen
could adequately describe.
! a prison chaplain, after extensive obSer-
walton, concludes : 1.-The last thing forgot
| ten in all reckIessness of dissolute pfolll-
gacy, is the prayer or hymn taught by
mothers lips. or uttered at a fathers knee
| and where there seems to have been any
pains bestowed even by one parent to tram
a child Alright, there is IN general more
than ordinary ground for hope.
"Despise not thy mother when she IS
old"
1.-THE eye that mocketh at his father and
despiseth to obey his mother, the raven OF
the valley shall pick it out, and the young
eagle shall eat it,"
The Jews have this saying "A child
should rather labor at the mill than suffer
his parents to want"
Plutarch says '<He that plants vine
in the vernal equinox gathers grapes upon
it in the autumal. He that sows wheat al
the setting of the Pleiades reaps it at their
| raising"
1t is sad indeed when there is no fruit
| for the parent to gather, no wheat to reap.
In the exercise of affection and obedience
| towards parents, there comes reward
which is source of great happiness, An
enlightened conscience will never charge
| a. i ron FOR IA ant hprS ri
your being. But neglect of parents brings
a whip of remorse like unto scorpions, With
which to chastise US.
How uncertain is your hold upon your
parents. Perhaps before you have realized
| how valued treasure you possess in them
they may pass away from you never to re-
| turn. Let your young hearts cultivate all
| the noble, generous virtues which grow
under the shade of the family tree, and
| then you will find yourselves prepared to
act your part in the new relations that
afterwards will arise Never until you are
parents yourselves will you fully realize
your parents love to you.
This beautiful anecdote of paternal love
| have read A steamer was wrecked
on. Lake Pontchartrain, on which was
father, mother and six children. The
father was q stalwart man and good
swimmer and resolved to get them safely
to land, or perish in the attempt. he
told his children not to be afraid, that he
would come after them He then Jumped
overheard, and his wife after him. He
drew her along through the breakers, and
landed her safely on shore. Then he
plunged into the mad waves and went
back to the ship for his children. One by
one he brought them back to the shore.
cd tho uaScp1 The
devoted father had not strength to stand
up when the fifth was brought in.
Friends expostulated with him against the
further exposure of his valuable life. He
said ''Jimmie's aboard, and | promised
to come for him" Then he foated back
to the ship, and just as it was about to go
down he called to Jimmie to Jump into
the water. He had strength only to seize
his boy, fold his arms about him, and
press him to his bosom, and, thus
embodied, they sank together to rise no
more. Such is the love of a father. AS
for mothers love, who can fathom 1t ?
It is measureless Thomas Fl. Benton,
speaking of his mother, said: "she
asked me never to use tobacco l never
touched it from that time to the present
day. She asked me never to gamble, and
lave never gambled, and | cannot tell
who is losing in games that are being
played She admonished me, too, against
hard drinking; and whatever capacity
for endurance | have at present, and
whatever usefulness | may have attained
in life, | have attributed it to having com
= piled with her pious and correct wishes
, when was seven years of age, she asked
me not to drink, and then | made reso
luton of total abstinence, and that l have
| i IL Ill I fS
my mother"
And Beecher, in talking of the noble
work of mothers, said, ooh, do not read tc
me of the campaigns of Cesar; tell ms
nothing about Napoleons wonderful ex
ploits; tell you that as God and tbs
, angels look down upon the silent history
of that woman's Che had been talking of 1
mother who took alone the burden of lift
when her husband laid it down withou
5 much property, out of her penury, by he
' planning and industry night and day, b,
/ her wilfulness of love, by her fidelity
brings up her children, and life has sil
r men, all of whom are like temples in thu
? pillar of Cod administration, and upol
!. those men building processes which Wen
: on in her heart and mind through scor
: of years, nothing exterior, no outward de
s velopment of kingdoms, no empire build
a ing, can compare with what she has done
$ Nothing can compare in beauty, and won
d der, and admirableness, and divinity itself
to the silent work in obscure dwellings Q
9 fait aful women bringing their children t
t honor, and virtue and piety. l tell you
Q the inside is larger than the outside, til
b loom is more than the fabric The thinke
O is more than the thought. The builder
r more than the building. "-Earnest Gil
= more, tn The Christian at Work.