The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1903-06-04
TALMAGE
SERMON
BY Rev.
FRANK De WITT TAIMAGE, DID,
Pastor Of Jefferson Park presby-
terrain Church, Chicago

preacher illustrates the potential inf1u-
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 develop
ment Of pure and noble womanhood.
The text Is Ezekiel xvi. A, las Is the
mother, SO Is her daughter"
The Philadelphia mint is one Of Che
chief sights for the traveller in the
Quaker City. 1t has many wonderful
pieces Of machinery. not the least Of
which are the powerful stamping ma
chimes, cutting the gold and silver bars
into pieces the size of ten cent piece
or dollar. Then. with one terrific
pound, they stamp them into United
States coins. These stamping ma
chimes are powerful enough to crush
the hard metal into forms Of eagles
bearing the impress of the Goddess of
Liberty, and yet they are capable Of
doing very delicate work. If plain
piece Of wet tissue paper Is placed
under their stamp they can cut out Of
that wet paper round piece the size
curately and surely than could be done
by any sewing girls scissors OF any
surgeons knife.
It Is wonderful that 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 l want to
speak to you today of something still
more wonderful in our social and fam
lily life. 1t is the power inhering in
every mother to mold her daughters
into her own image and to impress
upon them her own characteristics.
An old college president was wont to
give this parting advice to his boys
when they were about to graduate
from his institution: My sons, you are
now to go forth into the great battle
Of life. 1t is right and must needs be
that most Of you will soon marry and
start homes of your own. 1t Is Of
vital Importance that you marry the
right kind of a girl. Therefore I am
going to give You the best test of what
a future wife will be. Always look at
the mother of the young lady whom
you would marry more than to the
young lady herself. For las Is the
mother, so is her daughter
This trenchant truth is we'll illus
trated by an old yet ever new story:
A young farmer wanted to find fru-
gal and careful helpmeet. He started
out from home on his important jour
ney. Coming to farmhouse, he in
quired of the farmers 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
handfuls. The young man took it and
in silence drove away. At the next
farmhouse lie asked the same question.
The farmers wife said: II wish could
help you, but that Is impossible. We
never have any dough left in the
bread pan Of this house. l always
scrape my bread pan clean. There is
no dough left" "Ah"' said the young
man. "This is the home where, per
haps. l can find my bride. For If
the mother is so frugal her daughters
will surely be the same" And it was
there that he won his bride. For he
was of the prophets opinion. LAS is
the mother, SO is her daughter
The mothers life is inevitably pro-
duced in the lives Of her little girls
whom she rocks in the cradle. This
will happen whether she is conscious
of it 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 influence. that the influence
of the mothers life should be of the
wholesome and benefcent kind! The
girls will be like her as they grow up.
and her faults will reappear in them.
the object of this sermon
mother should live. She should not
only be true to her husband, but also
true to her father and mother. broth
ers and sisters, and to her God, as we'll
as directly to the little daughters who
will soon follow in her footsteps. AS
Slc lLiAAss IAS5 VIII thlllh. <ao ShS#
does, they will also do.
The true mother should, first, be true
wife. The butterhy's wing is developed
In the chrysa1is. The autumnal fruit
will 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 a sweet encore Of the June
song, which once softly echoed its way
through the pillared halls in the temple
Of the woods. Neither can the rich.
spotless robe Of maternity ever be
woven in the home unless it comes
from loom In which brides pure
and consecrated fingers have already
woven out of untarnished web, per-
TUNED with the orange blossoms, the
robe Of true wifehood.
Some Foolish Wives. Fl
This statement is automatic. Yet
Thnr, aro Sauna uarnpu foolish orouoh