The Taney County republican. (Forsyth, Mo.) 1895-1992, 1906-11-15
In the
Home
Nest

vest Mothers
We sometimes treat strangers more
politely and courteously than we do
our own dear ones who give their lives
for us. Company manners, table
ware and linen" are perhaps not neces.
sary all the time, but what is good for
strangers is good for our ''loved ones
at home"
SOMETIMES one has more flowers
piled Oh his coffin and grave than he
ever had given to him in all his life.
We want our flowers while we are liv-
ing. The dead are past all that II we
would do good let us do 1t while we are
alive to those who are living.
A CRUST Of bread, pitcher OF water,
log cabin and perfect love-there is
happiness for you, whether the day be
rainy or sunny It is the heart that
makes the home, whether the eye rests
on a potato patch or flower garden.
The heart makes home precious and it
is the only thing that can. Home is
where the heart Is.
THE bitterest tears shed over graves
are for words left unsaid and for deeds
left undone, "She never knew that
10, cd her." "He never knew what he
was to me-" 81 always meant to make
more OF our friendship" II did not
know what he was to me until he was
gone." Such words are the poisoned
arrows which cruel death shoots from
the door Of the sepulchre.
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THE woman who laughts heartily is a
doctor without diploma. Her face
does more good in a sick room than
bushel OF powders or a gallon OF bitter
draughts. People are always glad to
see her. Their hands instinctively 90
half way out to meet her grasp, while
they turn involuntarily from the damp
touch Of the dyspeptic, who speaks In
the groaning key. She laughs you out
OF your faults, while you never dream
OF being offended with her; and you
never know what n pleasant world you
live in until she points out the sunny
streaks on her pathway.
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WE need to remember that success
in life Is not success In material life
alone but in the social and religious as
we'll. That man Is not practical
man who is merchant, farmer, a
teacher merely; he must also be citi-
zen, a neighbor, a friend, a son, per.
haps brother, o husband, father
and most important Of all, little child
in the garden Of a Heavenly King.
THE gentle grace Of the mother lives
in the daughter long after her head is
pillowed In the dust Of death; and the
fatherly kindness finds Its echo In the
nobility and courtesy of sons, who
come TO wear his mantle and to fill his
places; while on the other hand, from
an unhappy, misgoverned and disor-
dered home, go forth persons who shall
make other homes miserable, and per.
petuate the sourness and sadness, the
contentious, strlfes and ratings which
have made their own early lives so
wretched and distorted.
HINTS FOR WIVES.
Perchance you think that your hus.
bands disposition is much changed;
that he Is sno longer the sweet.tempered,
ardent lover lie used to be. This may
be a mistake. Consider his struggles
with the world-his everlasting race
with the busy competition OF trade.
What is 1t that makes him SO eager in
the pursuit Of gain--so energetic by
day, so sleepless by night-but his love
Of home, wife and children, and dread
that their respectability, according 10
the light in which he has conceived 1t,
may be encroached upon by the strife
OF existence. This is the true secret of
that silent care which preys upon the
hearts Of many men; and true tits, that
when love is least apparent, it is never.
theless the active principle which ami
mates the heart, though fears and dis.
appointments make up cloud which
obscures the warmer element. AS above
the clouds there is glorious sunshine
while below are showers and gloom, SO
with the conduct of man-behind the
gloom Of anxiety there is bright
fountain Of high and noble feeling.
Think Of this In those moments when
clouds seem TO lower upon your domes-