Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1899-02-28

alone to do for himself and his; his
rearing OF children with the same
| love and fondness by which he was
reared, and finally the drifting away
under the shadows Of the evening
the closing for him of earthly life.
An appeal was made for the bow.
He should receive more attention in
the home, Mr.. Burdette held. He
should have a room to himself like
his sister. 1t should be fitted up and
furnished like hers, and not be made a
hospital for all the antiquated and in
firm furniture and bric-a-brdc.
Mr.. Burdette said the sorrows of
childhood were more sympathetic
than those OF grown and experienced
persons. He had no sympathy for Il
man in trouble, especially if he was
getting into the same trouble cOntin-
uallv. The bow was Just beginner
recruit in the battle of life. One never
knew from his own lips the sorrows
and tugs Mt his heart strings the boy
in his daily life bore, but peep into
his room when he threw himself
into the he'd after the days romP. and
the tear trickling down his tired check
told a story that it was not difficult 40
interpret \ BOYS greatest troubles
were his books Mr.. Burdcttc said
he was Il firm believer in miracles
since he successfully passed
his examination in mathematics.
Then the boys power of OH
scryance was often underestimate.
lie knew more in a minute than his
mother did in week. and she would
agree with the speaker ii she tried to-
hide a pie away from her son. The
boy should be allowed TO select the
pictures that are to adorn his apart
meuts. One would doubtless be n pict-
ure of blood and carnage. So much
the better one that would make his
mot hers hair stand on md But the
boy had to be Il fighter. Roughness
was part of his education. He must
have courage. He should be allowed
to play football-it was IA boys game.
Grows to Manhood.
I'VE are not the children who
nightly have to he lul!ed to sleep with
Il patience that is wider than the seas
and higher than the skies" continued
Mr. Burdette. Every tick ofthe clock
brings your boy nearer the world be
vOnd You have him only fora hand
full OF wears. lie goes away never to
come back to YOU. It's the man who
comes bsck-uOt the boy. Then there
comes into the heart of a man Il feel
ing that almost makes his heart break.
He wants to 90 back to your arms. to
lay his head on your pillowy breast,
and TO cry ont his sorrow as he used
to do. But he cannot. He is man
now, and must bear his burdens alone. |
He must grit his teeth and let the
rain beat into his face.
From little runs into the sympa-
thetic side of life Mr.. Burdette would
sway his audience into the bright
side. He told of the boys awkward
ness in counting; how ne stumbled all
over himself when he called on his
charmer the first time; coilided with
the hall rack and held onto the door
knob with Il desperate grasp. Tom
forgot all the pretty things he had |
tC say to Laura the moment |
he touched the door bell. Bat he cot
along all right eventually, asked papa : |
consent ard married the girl and be-
gan life. Then came the tears of sorrow
and perpieNity as well rs Joy aud laugh
ter. With the gray hairs came in
creased devotion and love. The |
happy days were always coming down !
to meet them. The DAYS of shadow. |
too, were coming. But after the
evening there would come light again.
That was the way of the world as
made by God. But in all the con-
slant changing of worldly conditions |
the love Of the mother remained uu- |
shaken, the same.
You can't keep house without
adversely" said Mr. BurIette in con-
elusion. and just enough sunshine
to make the lilies and roses bloom on
our breasts"
IN his reference to marriage. Mr..
Burdette let il out that he was en-
gagged. His admission created consider |
able applause