New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-03-22

q pin has been sent you II you will send your
books and magazines 70 Mrs VI. +. Young, Evans
Col. president OF the Evans Branch 81 the I. : D
she will distribute them among thirty or forty
families who have very little literature living as
they do on ranches far from railroad and postal
facilities Or. you might send some OF the reading
matter 70 Erastus Andrews Soda Hill. y. {.
He Is president OF the Soda Hill Branch OF the T. >
s and he viii take pleasure in giving them to nrty
or more families who live thirty and forty miles
from the railroad and ten niles from postoricss.
,hev can use more literature than what has been
already sent them, As soon as these stations are
supplied other addresses VIII be furnished
A LIFE STORY.
He Ia young to know eso Il now.
h'' some ''' "' ~(Eugene Field
Above her little sufferers bed.
with all a mothers grace
She stroked the curly throbbing head,
And smoothed the fevered face.
He does not know my love. my fears.
NV toll OF heart and hand
But some day in the after years.
Some day he'll understand
Some day he'll know
I loved him so.
Some day he'll understand
A Wild lad plays his thoushtless part
Az fits his childhoods lot
And trampes on his mothers neart
Outlines and knows II not
He plays among his noisy mates
Nor knows his truest friend
His mother signs as still she waits.
some day he'll comprehend;
The day will be
When he will see.
Some day he'll comprehend.
The strong youth plays his strenuous part:
His mother waits alone.
And he finds another heart
The mate unto his own.
She gives him up In JOY and woe
He takes his young brides hand.
His mother murmurs, VIII ne know
And understand?
When will he know
I love him so.
When will he understand?
The strong man fights his battling days
The fight Is hard and grim
His mothers plain. old-fashioned ways
Have little charm FOR him.
The dimness falls around her years.
The shadows round her stand,
She mourns in loneliness and tears.
He'll never understand.
He'll never know
loved him So
He'll never understand"
A bearded man OF serious years
Bends down above the dead.
And rains the tribute OF his tears
over old. gray head
He stands the open grave above,
Amid the mourning bands
And now he knows his mothers love,
And now he understands
Now doth he know
She loved him So
And now he understands
-(sam Walter Foss.
Sent by l.. s.. as membership Zee.
President General OF the T. s 8 hope you will
publish the inclosed poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The sentiment If 40 beautiful. feel that II can but
bring sunshine 10 some Shut-In. Truly yours.
T. j. W.
DO YOU WISH FOR KINDNESS?
DO you wish for kindness? BE kind;
DO you ask for truth? BE true;
What you give OF yourself YOU find.
Your world IL "A reflex OF you.
For life is a mirror. You smile.
And smile IL your sure return.
Bear hate In your heart. and. erewhile.
All your world with hatred will burn.
Set love against love; every deed
Shall. armed a fate. recoil.
You shall gather your fruit from the seed
You cast yourself in the soil
Each act II a separate link
In the chain OF your veal or your woe;
Cups you offer another to drink.
The taste OF their dregs ye shall know.
=. J. W.--The poem entities you 70 menhersh!p
IN tho T. q. g.. and the society 10 pleased to sdd
your name 10 tPs roll -