Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-01-25

you to church and let them sit beside
you in church. Encourage them TO
become members of the church.
Never dissuade them, show them that
being a Christian is easy and delight
full, with Gods sure help. Go to their
bedsides at night often, ere you seek
your own pillow,land look upon those
little slumbering possibilities and then
lift up the prayer thai they may
always face heavenward. Do all
these things and hundred and a
thousand other things. Mothers,
sing your old sweet songs and scatter
your helpful minis tries of love and
lead the way up the heights of holi
ness and your children's feet will find
the golden pavement and the Fathers
house.
And fathers, remember that you
are not simply silent partners in this
business of family character develop
mept. You are more than boarders
in your own homes. Do not plead
exemption from paternal duty. No
occupation, however exacting, can
excuse fatherly neglect or bad faith
erly example Men, if you love your
wives, do not allow them to do all the
Christian living and all the Christian
training. Garry your own full share
of family responsibility and God will
bless you.
Boys and girls, love your mothers.
After hearing this sermon to-day, go
home and put your arms about her
neck and kiss her dear cheek land I
believe your father would like the
same thing too) and say, "Mother, 1
do love you" Members of the family
circle, let your aft octions out, do not
keep your love sealed up or under
lock and key, let it out. Tell your
love, speak your love, live your love.
Fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters,
husbands, wives, sons and daugh-
tiers, do not allow your love to
become speechless aud undemon-
strstive. Some day your mothers
cold hands will be folded across a
| bosom that heaves no more, some
day you will stand by mound in the
cemetery and read "Mother" upon
the monument, and then will come
back to you "the words that your
mother taught you," and your aching
heart will call for her and she will
not return. Be kind to her now
bring to her now the sweet forget
me-nots of love, they will look better
than roses on her casket and ever
greens upon her grave. Kiss your
mother often, smooth with a gentle
hand her silvering hair and take her
benediction as priceless heritage.
Henry W. Grady has told in very
beautiful words of one of his last
visits to his mother. He went from
Atlanta to Athens, Ga, the old home
stead. "When got there" he says,
''she had kept snpper waiting for me
and she had upon the table the things
I used to like so weli-even the home
made candies. We sat long about the
table talking of days gone by. I felt
like a boy again in straight jackets.
She told me how much she loved me
and prayed for me, how she used to
hear me come home at night with
every boy that whistled along the
street, and, when l went to bed, she
tucked in the covers in the same old
way. lay there filled with such
sweet tender memories that l shed
happy grateful tears until 1 fell
asleep" God multiply such home
scenes and bless to US all ''the words
that mother taught us "
o, mother. dear, dear charming name,
ay none here live to bring it shame.
W. HAYES MOORE.
Santa Fe, Nea0 Merico, Dec. 5, 1908.