The record-union., 1897-02-12
TAKE MOTHERS ADVICE.
A Highly Moral Tale Wherein One
BOy Withstood Temptations.

We'll children, here l am again, and
am ready to tell you Of a young man,
whose mothers influence saved him."
Just make it as long as you can, I'm
Gle" said one of us, as we all gathered
around dear old Uncle's chair.
My hero this time will be a young
country lad, sturdy and strong, la son
of the soil. Both father and mother
were consistent church members, who
had raised their son up in way that he
should go. 3g4
Every night when the days work
was over, father mother and son would
read the dear old family Bible until bed
time. All, if all our children could be
brought up the same way.
Just as our hero was entering his
18th year his father suggested that he
be sent to some large school The
mother was not quite willing, saying her
son would get in bad company, and be
led from Gods path.
But a few days only elapsed when
the father talked the mother into con-
senting to her sons departure for
school The day come for our hero's de-
parture. Every night had mother and
would shun bad company and keep in
his old way. 1t was beautiful Septem-
ber morning when our hero left for
school Father and mother told him to
try and continue as he had been before
leaving home. Next day he entered the
school for a two years session. He
passed everything all right until one
night he was told to meet three of the
older schoolboys in one Of their rooms
to have little fun. Not knowing what
kind Of fun they were going 10 enjoy he
consented to be on hand. He had at
tended church every Sunday since en-
tering school, and had not forgotten
what father and mother had told him.
Night came for the four young men to
meet in the room for the fun, of which
our hero was wholly innocent
Each boy was at the room at the ap-
pointed time. Everything was in readi-
ness for the fun. Each took seat
around the table, and as if by magic
one of the young men pulled out a deck
of cards. Our hero stared at them. The
cards were dealt out Each boy picked
up his cards, but our hero hesitated. as
his fathers and mothers words loomed
up before him.
40 / can't play, boys said our hero.
What is the matter with you, Har-
ry? You can play a sociable little
game?' said one of the boys.
Well, I'll tell you my reason for not
playing any kind of game that is a sin.
Before | left home father and mother
asked me not to forget Gods path, and
boys. you see that is my reason for not
indulging in any bad habits that will
lead me out of Gods true ways. Now,
boys. can you blame me? My mother
put this in my hand before / left her,
and no one has ever seen it since she
gave it to me. Now / will read it, and
you will all agree with me-
There's a heart that beats for me,
Crying, come back my dear
A hand that is warm and welcome,
A home full of happiness and cheer.
There's fond one awaiting my pres
ence,
To see me would give her joy
Awaiting. | know. at the old gatepost
Awaiting her own darling boy.
| can see her tonight
In a vision that often comes to me,
Though I'm many. many miles away
over the beautiful blue sea.
'ris my mother I'm singing Of
For none else would wait so long
For your mother is the best friend of ALL
And these words will suit anyone's
song. w. Dolph Lockyer