Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1890-03-21
A CHAT WITH THE GIRLS.

Building the White Temple They Are to
Inlhabit Later On.
Girls, come over here to this coy corner
and listen to me q while. Come, every one
of you-bright eyed Susan, bonny Mary,
fairy Lillian, gentle Annie-come and let me
tell you something it may be we'll for you to
know. That's right, dears, draw the por-
there's cozily, SO that we shan't disturb other
"Householders."
don't suppose you have had time in your
young lives to think, as yet, very seriously;
but you've been poisoning so beautifully in
this heyday of your youth that we haven't
had the heart to bring one serious look upon
the faces of our lovely human flowers. But,
my dears-alack a dayl life isn't going to
stay quite SO full of sunshine and moonlight
and dew as it has been hitherto-there will
be a few clouds to pass between you and the
golden luminary; and more than once the
dew will forget to place its cool moisture on
your thirsty lips. And for this wish to pre-
pare you.
First of all, that these perverse trifes may
not overwhelm you, let it be your pride and
ambition to develop within yourselves true
womanhood; or, in other words, be true to
the womanly instinct that will come to you
like soft whispers of some guardian angel, if
you but listen with willing ears.
At this very moment you are unconscious
ly building for yourselves the white temple
you are to inhabit later on. Examine care
fully each block before you put it in position
cast out the discolored, the unworthy, tho
impure, the false, using only that material .
that is perfect and pure.
Does this block seem to shine with q De-
culiar radisnce2 Turn it all about, hold it in
another light-ah, you see its luster was but
borrowed, and it crumbles at your touch!
Does the sameness Of tone make this one un-
attractive to your eyes7 Place it in position
see, it fits into the plsce exactly; and note
the crystal clearness of its purity!
Girls, the foundation of this temple Is to be
laid at home-where those who love you can
assist in the laying of the corner stone. The
work begins there-right in the heart of
home. Your leisure hours are full of golden
possibilities-build fast while yet you claim
them; for it is not the hours it takes to finish
your ediice, but the manner in which you
build that is to be considered. In this work
time counts for little; and the temple of one
may be finished to the very altar before, in
the structure of another, the keystone is
placed in the arch.
Each act that brings & smile of joy to a
loving mothers face; each effort of yours
klou liz q . I'LL lllS eyes upOu you
fondly-these go to form blocks of beauty.
Others are made by kind words and amiable
endeavors to help a younger brother or sister
over the little hindrances that, to their child
ish eyes, look SO formidable. Sympathy with
the world Of suffering causes your spiritual
ediice to grow with wondrous celebrity, md
the making of pure and noble sentiments of
others your own, lends an establishment to
the masonry.
Shun the society that threatens the deli
cately clean cut edges of your building ma
terial. Turn %recluse, rather, young as you
are, and live with the pure and lofty natures
met in books. Not the dogmatic, the arti-
fcially pious, the unnaturally staid, but the
cheerful, jolly, winsome, free and humanity
good heroes and heroines our sensible modern
writers have feicitously placed in the inches
of ancient, worn out models, that were prim,
and cold, and conventional, and impossibly
perfect.
Above all cultivate the Christian graces.
Try to see the good in all things, and believe
chat evil is but misdirected good, and let
your heart be filled with pity for the way
ward chat walk in darkness.
Eschew grumbling and railing at fate; so
long as you do battle with her, just so long
will she show you a %countenance %repulsive
and severe. But hold out your hands to her
in welcome, offer her bravely the best in
your possession, shut your eyes to the unde-
sirableness of the thing she brings you, and,
if I haven't learned the wrong lesson, she
will turn toward you a side robed in radiant
garments, her smile will reflect your own,
the gift she has brought you change with the
magic of your touch and become a thing
precious and desirable.
Oh, girls, believe me, for I know her well.
Mrs. Sixty in Detroit Free Press Household,