The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-10-30
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great man, and, with a surprised look at
the question, he said: 1.-The mothers, of
course. And we who looked at him Won
dered that the mother who thought she
was doing right found, with a toss of her
pretty head, that it was too much trouble
TO think about Generalzlng, most
things are too much trouble TO think
about
The eyebrow pencil or the light blue
pencil to outline the delicate veins the
exact shade Of rouge or just the clear,
white powder that gives an ivory white
look, all these are of Importance of great
Importance, but the smallest of the ba-
bies-well, it is a darling. 1t sits in the
carriage, beside its mamma, wearing its
White cloth coat trimmed with ermine and
its great white bonnet rich with little err
mine tails and the high white ribbon bows
until mamma and the baby make lovely
picture. Ten years from that time, when
the baby is 10, an awkward age and de-
cldedly in the way, he discovers that he
has soul; he learns that there is such
a thing as a heart usually from the kind
servants in the kitchen, in which place
he learns many other things that it is not
so well for him to know. He hears di-
vorce spoken of as If it We're jest, and
he Is surprised since they squabble so
| much, that his daddy does not get a
divorce from the "old LADY," the beauti-
full names that he had learned at school
| from the other boys.
Do you know, 1t seems to me that if
| there had been put into my care an inn
mortal soul ! would love it, but l would
care for it almost in fear. for 1 should
| remember that, while in those great COM
| mandments there is one which charges
US to honor the father and mother, we
| should also read it as demanding honor
from the mother TO the child.
Did you ever think that you have taken
| a heavy responsibility into your arms
| when you laugh and coo at the bundle
of lace and null, at the tiny face and
| funny little hands? Did you ever think
that there is growing every day not only
| an immortal soul for which you must an
! swer, but a heart to which you must teach
| the value of sweetness and love? We
! laugh at this phrase, you and I, but yet,
when the oldest boy regards you with in
gratitude, when the daughter neglects and
makes jest of you, and when the other
| little ones find first amusement and then
| sarcasm in your pleasures, don't you feel
a pain just where your heart is? Or have
you SO thoroughly hardened your heart
that you laugh and count the children
as bothersome and to be out of the way?
| l can see before me a beautiful child 5
years old. Her mother was like a pic
| ture; but, like most pictures, there was no
| heart in it. Her father was a gentleman,
and, seeing his wife's faults he managed
| to cater to them without losing his own
dignity. His pride protected him. But one
day this baby Of s. looking like its beauti-
fu{ mother and with the quickness of viii
that belonged to its father, when asked
where she had been all day, said. ooh,
have been showing myself with the devil
but I am glad now that the good angel ha:
come home!" That is the child of the cen
fury. Sometimes she conceafs her feelings
and lives a morbid life that makes hei
sarcastic when u years old and an unbe-
liever when she is 10 She is the girl who
arranges her prayer books TO match hel
gowns and thinks it bad form to go to q
church with those who are not of blue
blood. She is the granddaughter of lady
a lady who deprives herself of little luxu.
ries that others might enjoy Them lady
who recognizes the value of caste, but
who always has kind word for those who
serve her. One grows so very weary of the
nouveaux riches. And yet they push them
selves until they stand upon the steps OF
the house counted as of great glory. But
will they even be allowed to open the gates
of that Greater House where glory never
ceases? Bab