The Birmingham age-herald., 1903-06-07

preacher illustrates the potentol ln1u- ence of the mother upon the character of the child and the importance of that influence being of a kind that goes to the formation and development of a pure and noble womanhood The text is Ezekiel xvi. A, AS Is the mother, so is her daughter"
 The Philadelphia mint is one of the chief sights for the traveller in the Quak- CT City. It has many wonderful pieces of machinery, not the least of which are the powerful stamping machines cutting the gold and silver bars Into pieces the size of a ten cent piece or a dollar. Then, with one terrific pound they stamp them into United States coins. These stamping machines are powerful enough to crush the hard metals into forms of eagles bearing the impress of the Goddess of Liberty and yet they are capable of do- ing very delicate work. If plain piece of wet tissue paper Is placed under their stamp they can cut out of that wet paper a round piece the size of a silver dollar more neatly and accurately and surely than could be done by any sewing girls scissors or any surgeons knife.
 It is wonderful that a machine should have the power of thus producing from the hard metal thousands of coins ex- actly alike each bearing accurately the same impression; but I want to speak to you today of something still more won derfu in our social and family life 1t is the power inhering in every mother to mold her daughters into her own image and to impress upon them her own char acteristics. An old college president was wont to give this parting advice to his boys when they were about to graduate from his institutions: My sons, you are now to go forth into the great battle of life. It is Is right and must needs be that most of you will soon marry and start homes of your own. It Is of vital importance that you marry the right kind of girl. Therefore I am going to give you the best test of what future wife will be. Always look at the mother of the young lady whom you would mar " more than to the young lady herself. For as Is the mother, so is her daugh- ter"
 This trenchant truth is well illustrated by an old and yet ever new story young farmer wanted to find frugal and careful helpmeet. He started out from home on his important journey. Coming to farmhouse. he inquired of the far mer's wife for some dough which had been left in her bread pan. He said he had a sick horse and he heard that dough could cure him. The farmers wife said, "Oh yes. we have plenty" She brought forth two handfus. The young man took 1t and In silence drove away. At the next farmhouse he asked the same question The farmers wife said: T wish could help you, but that is impossible, We nev- CT have any dough left in the bread pan Of this honse. l always scrape my bread pan clean. There Is no dough left" "Ahl" said the young man. This is the home where. perhaps, I can find my bride For If the mother Is so frugal her daugh- ters will surely be the same" And 1t was there that he won his bride. For he was of the prophets opinion, "As is the moth- CT, so Is her daughter"
 The mothers life is inevitably produced in the lives of her little girls whom she rocks in the cradle. This will happen whether she Is conscious of 1t or not. How important then Is it. for the sake of those children and for the sake of those whom they in their turn will influ- ence, that the influence of the mothers
 life should be of the wholesome and ben eficent kind! The girls will be like her as they grow up, and her faults will re- appear in them. Therefore, the object of this sermon Is to show how the true wife "AN AhOAHel SnVulu uNe. one should not only be true to her husband but also true to her father and mother bSothers and sisters, and to her God, as we'll as directly to the little daughters who will soonfollow in her footsteps As she thinks, they will think As she does, they will also do.
 The true mother should first. be true wife. The butterhys wing is developed in the chrysails. The autumnaI fruit win not hang heavily from the tree branch as nuggets of gold unless the apple blossoms were fragrant in the springtime. The summer song of the nest Is only sweet encore Of the June song, which once soft " echoed its way through the pillared halls in the temple of the woods. Neith CT can the rich, spotless robe of mater nity ever be woven in the home unless 1t comes rom a loom in which brides pure and consecrated fingers have al- ready woven out of untarnished web perfumed with the orange blossoms the robe of true wifehood.