The Opelousas courier., 1902-08-09

dren is their dlsobedience to- the1r
parents and 1t is most generally the
mothers fault. They will do things
that are forbidden, but she overlooks
their disobedience and so when they
get sick they will not take the physl-
clans medicines without force or a
struggle, and if the doctor is not there
to force 1t the mother lets the time
pass rather than hear the screams or
cries of the child. Not half the pa
rents enforce obedience from their
children. Prompt and willing obedl-
enc should be the first lesson taught
a child. Their happiness depends up
on it and so does the mothers peace.
We old-fashioned people have but
little patience with a generation that
is trying to reform the world with new
Notwithstanding the ways of their
Notwithstanding children on love
instead of discipline and filling al the
schools in the land with athletic sports
and intercollegiate contests. What
honor, what manliness is there in
kicking a ballor batting one or wrest-
ling or rowing a boat? These sports
have gotten to be the most important
part of the curriculum and fill the
daily papers with pictures and thrill
ing reports of the games. 1t is all
an "ignis fatuue" that fools the boys
and make them think they have &C
CURED an education. When they went
to solls& their parents had fond hopes
Of mem-when they came out that
hope is gone, for they are unfit for
business or the duties of life.
While I was half recovering from
the morphine state l got to Illuminating
about the value of things and | COM
pared good health and domestic hap
piness and the love and devotion OF
wife and children with fame and pow
er and wealth and ambition and the
very thought of them sickened me.
I wouldn't give a good shower of
rain just now for Roosevelt and all he
has got OF ever expects to be. But /
love Roosevelt because he hates Miles
and l love Miles because he hates
Roosevelt, and I despise them both
Turn Angelina"-ping pong. And
last Of all came Satan. They are for
war. They kill a thousand negroes to
our one. They make a land desolate
and call it peace. They have trampled
the love of liberty in the dust and
all for lust of power and place. A
woman from Kansas City sends me
a paper with q speech Of a Grand Ar
my of the Republic orator On Diego
ration Day, in which he states that he
wishes every Confederate monument
was buried in the bottomless ocean,
and other vindictiye things, and she
wants me to answer it. No, it is no
use. That Grand Army of the Repub-
lie is full of just such contemplate
creatures, and | can't answer them all.
It is a standing curse to the peace
of the land. Let the ball roll on. Turn
Angelina-ping pong, ding dong, ding
dong bell. We will survive the wreck
Of matter and the crush of worlds.
And so / went off to sleep murmur-
ing, there is no Grand Army. 1t is a
two for a nickel or four to one con-
Germ. If / couldn't fight better than
that, I'd apologize and hide out. Some
of them down here in Atlanta would
like to make friends, but they have
never ~apologized and the way they do
reminds me Of the old couplet:
81 know that you say that you love me,
But why did you kick me down stairs
An
gelina-Wish I was we'll enough to
work in my garden.-Bill Arp, in At
lanta Constitution.