The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1894-03-06

most profound, walk amid me t,Iweiitner
! houses OF the city. ItCre and there you VIII
! ma Il aim IiSnt, because II is me house
hOld custom TO Keep SubdueG n2snt burn
| ms, but most OF tne houses from base to
! top are as dark as though un!nhabited a
| merciful God has sent torch the archangeI
! of sleep ana he puts his Wings over the cITy
But yonder is a clear light burning. and
| OUTSIDE on the window easement a glass or
| pitcher containing food for a sick child; ;
the food is set in the fresh air. This is the
! SIXTH night That mother has sat up with
that sufferer. She has to the last point
obeyed the physicians prescription, not
giving a drop too much or too little or a
moment toO3 soon or too late She is very
anxious, for+ she has buried three children
with the same disease, and she proys and
Wceps, each prayer and sob ending with
kiss OF the pale check. BY dnt of kindness
she gets the little one through the ordeal.
down. Brain or nervous fever sets in, and
one day she leaves The convalcsccnt child
join the three in the kingdom of hes. ven.
Life for life. Substitution. The fact is
that there are an uncounted number of
mothers who, after they have navgated a
large family Of children through all the dis
eases of infancy and got them fairly started
up the Towering slope Of boyhood and Girl-
hood have only strength enough left to die.
ton; some call it nervous prostration; some
call it intermittent or malarial disposition,
but call it martyrdOm of the domestic cir
Gle. Life for life. Blood for blood. Sub
Or, perhaps the mother fingers long
enough to see a son get on the wrong road,
reply when she expresses anxiety about
him. But She goes right on, looking care
fully after his apparel, remembering his
every birthday with some memento and
when he is brought home worn out with
dissipation, nurses him till he gets well,
and starts him again, and hopes. and eX-
poets, and prays and counsels and suffers
until her strength gives out and she fails.
her inflow ask her if she has any message
to leave, and she makes great effort to say
something but out of three or four minutes
t,,,at 1Yo,an hoy Rnn
three words. 'A1y poor boy!" The simple
fact is she died for him. Life for life. Sub
About thirty-four years ago there went
forth from our homes hundreds of thou
sands of men to do battle for Their cqua-
try. All the poetry OF war soon vanished
and left them nothing but the terrible prose.
They waded knee-deep in mud they slept
in snow banks. They marched till their
cut feet tracked the earth. They were
swindled out of their honest rations and
lived on meal not lit for dog. They had
laws all fractured and eyes extinguished
and limbs shot away. Thousands OF them
cried for water as they lay dyibgd Oh llo+ ti If
not. They were homesick. and received no
message from their loved ones they dled
Yards of the summer heat the only attend
ants on their Obsequies. NO one pul tne
Infinite God who knows vs. eye t langth amd
breadth and depth and height OF t anguish
of the northern ana s9u5hert ta c'1iIdrnn
and go to the front. and VIII, did these
young men, postponins the mafrlage gay.
start out into the probabilities of never
coming back? For the. country they e?,. died
= for life Blood for blood. Supstltu-
ton! 1,,,+ g 4,o+
monument in Greenwood? 1t is to the doc-
tors who fen in the southern epid Len s.
WHY go? Were thee not enough SICK 10
he attended in the northern ATTITUDES? on;
yes: but the doctor puts a few medlCl
books in his vaise. and some walls of medl-
cine. ard leaves his patients here, in TIE
hards of other physicians, and takes the
raiItrain Before he gets to the infected
regions ne passes crowded altrains, regu-
lar and extra. taking the flying and af-
friehted populations. lie arrives in CITY
over which a great horror IS brooding re
goes from couch to couch, feeling OF pulse
and studying symptoms, and prescribing
dav after day. night after night, until a
fellow physician says: Doctor you had
better go home and rest; you look miser-
able" But he cannot rest while so many
are suffering On and on. until some morn
in" finds him in q deliriun, in which he
talks of home, and then rises and says he
must &C, and look after those patients is.
attendants until he falls back. and is
weaker and weaker. and dies for people