The Atlanta constitution., 1900-11-07

to school. The name of my home is Bay
land 1t is a large old-fash oned house
situated in a grove of bay and beach trees:
Do any of the cousins like reading !
am very fond of 1t. have just finished
reading "When Knighthood Was In Flow
err and think ii a fine book.
I am also fond of poultry raising. l
attend to all OF that for mamma. Aunt
Susie. I send s cents for the Grady hos
pital. Would Ike to correspond with
some of the cousins.
Lizzie l.. Kennedy, Astor, Ga.-Dear
Junior: I'll take for my subject Hope.
Behold away out on the broad ocean OF
life a single white sail. giittering and
sparkling upon the dark, deep, angry
water Such is hope rising triumphantiy
In the human heart-rising over sorrow,
rising over disappointment, bui1etins the
chartered by Deity, conveys the broken
and trouble heart to happy resting
place, to fowery shore. Then nope
challenges despair, steps In 10 our ald
and reScueS us from the wretched cohdl-
tion of believing that our case Is nope
less. oh, hope is our guardian angel; she
hovers us and spreads her SHINING wings
over our pathway; she guards the iron
railing of life that hens us in; she raises
us from the mire she points upward 10
"A celestial city. Faith and nope are twin
sisters, beautiful i'm symmetry, IN whose
cOuntenances beam sweet smiles OF alec-
ton and love. Correspondence solicited.
Gracie Lee Doughty, Exmore Va
Dear Junior: Here comes an Eastern
Shore" girl asking admission INTO your
charming circle. | will take for my SUP
ject Faith" We cannot see the signlh-
canoe of many things that happen in TINS
life why we should be called upon to
bear so much sorrow. ON! sometimes IL
seems a weary, worn way. we go aiollS
rugged paths; We carry heayy ouruei,s. fis.
pta them
another falls; we see ourselves ielt aloiie
with nobody but God. We think it
strange. but We have taith, ana ,I slra
ourselves for the race" But remember
this, even though we run In darkness,
We shall see, and 1--WE shall know even
as we are known" Time lays her de-
stroying hand upon us; we grow gray
and thin. and wrinkled. We wonder how
our friends who have gone on DeIore,
leaving us young and In the Nlsor OF put
early life, VIII ever KNOW US, hnry
We shall see them but Christ mas sdlu,
1--WE shall know even as we are rea klioMH S'.I;b
Happy are those who are 6iessedd 69d tran' MIL
this faith, Correspondence desireu i'oni
eighteen to twenty-three.
Bertha Turner, Matte Salmon. Armu-
chez Ga.-Dear junior: VIII you accept
a letter from two schoolgirls we are
always glad to see ne Consulutloi' e9-
pecially the Junior page. we nave Sc
the many gifts which the Creator mas
bestowed upon mankind as sing nB. Sing
in. is n source of relief to those whose
hearts are filled with sadness. IL Is a
source OF delight to the good ana h'tpI!:
Songs C. Ger in our weary mafch OF
life wee. songs are a good physician
in the room of the invalid, ana loving
companion in the hour oi death. Inc sing
ing o. songs has a tendency 10 restrain
the passion. to regulate the temper, to
purify the thoughts. 20 make, virtue at
tractiVe. and to awaken tnc SrlhucSt
emotion of 4.uman hearts. Many wan
dering soul has been brought back ara
saved by the influence of songs. Above
az swecter than all. is the voice OF moth-
ers singing something IKE Inc old' olu
Story. sung by her as she goes about
nor household duties. VIII ring in the
ear an move the heart of the chid Whtn
the tongue of the singer is sun IN dcilth.
We would like to correspond WIN some
of the cousins about our age, Whlch IS
sixteen.
DAME T.. Merritt, Zoan. s. C.-Dear Jun
ior: How swiftly time flies. II seems MT
"a abort time since usca T. play VII"
dolls ana play keeping house. but
now I don't play "ktcDirg house / DO
50 I'm reality. And no longer play with
my dolls instead play with the co"Mha
utensils. Well cousins! sweet summer
has left Is. and autumn has come To take
hey place 1t makes m feel Sad L. So
summer go. for the happ.est hours ! have
ever spent was In th' summer. bui we
can't alWuyS have happiness ana sun
shine, We must have some winter. WIN
her dark ana dTcary days. As write no"
/ can hear the rain d&Shing against tht
window pancS aud Tho W nd Sl%llhS III
lhp ptup tCpS. nc th1t always makes me
feel so sad and lonely. th1hk ~ = 81, Et.''
privi, ge 30 have page ga 90 ourselves
ud w ought 70 try and improve IL more
and more. ; SEQ there is Sfeat d.s~rll-
sion about novel reading. I think II ""
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