The Taney County republican. (Forsyth, Mo.) 1895-1992, 1907-07-04
IN THE HoNE NEST
Cheerful Evening Reveries for Tired
Mothers
SATURDAY NIGHT REvERIES.


the happy faculty of making peo.
pie human; sets their hearts to beat.
ing softly as they used to do be-
fore the world turned them into
war drums and Jared them to
pieces with tattoos. On Saturday
night the ledger closes with a
clash, the iron .doored vault comes
to with a bang, click, goes the key
in the lock. 1t is Saturday night
and the business man breathes
free again. Homeward, hol The
door that has been ajar all the
week gently closes behind him,
the world is all shut out. Shut
out. Shut in, rather. AT home
are his treasures after all, and not
in the vault and not in the book
save the record in the old family
Bible-and not in the bank. May
be you are a bachelor, frosty and
forty. Then, poor fellow, Satur-
day night is nothing to you, just
as you are nothing to anybody.
Get wife, blue-eyed or black
eyed, but above all, true-eyed.
Get a little home--no matter how
little--a sofa, just to hold two, or
two and a half, in it, on Satur-
day night, and then read this para
graph by the light in your wife's
eyes, and thank God and take
courage.
How many kiss has been Civ
en-, how many a curse, how many
a caress, how many look Of hate,
how many a kind word, how many
promise has been broken, how
many a soul lost, how many a
loved one lowered into the narrow
chamber, how many a babe has
gone from earth to heaven, how
many a little crib or cradle stands
silent now which last Saturday
night held the rarest OF treasures
of the heart. A week is a life. A
week is history. A week marks
events OF sorrow and gladness
which people never heard. Go
home to your family, man of bust
ness! Go home, you heart -erring
wanderer Go home to the chair
that awaits you, wronged waif on
life's breakers! Go home to those
you love, man of toll, and give one
night to the joys and comforts fast
flying by! Leave your books with
complex figures, your dirty shop,
your busy store! Rest with those
you love, for God only knows
what the next Saturday night will
bring you! Draw close around the
family board; Saturday night has
awaited your coming in sadness,
in tears and silence. Go home tc
those you love, and as you basl
in the loved presence and meet tc
: return the loved embrace of YOU
hearts pets, strive TO be bettel
, man, and bless God for giving hi.
weary children so dear a stepping
, stone in the river to the eternal
&. as Saturday night.
4 "Some women are always OF
the co." is the extravagant re
mark one often hears, and it is no
always the expression Of envy
Strange to say, thre are those wh'
l think women do too much travel
ing. Bless our souls, they don
: do half enough. The womal
' whose world is in the four corner
of her house, even though she b
!. Intellectually above the averag
+ and surrounded by evidences G
q wealth and fine taste, is neces
sarily more narrow minded an
:. bigoted than her sister, who's
| mental vision has expanded unde
;, the influence of new scenes an
: balmier skies, from mental pei
=, plexities or drudgeries. She VIII
has been con the 60" OCCASIONAL
is the better mother, the more il
!. telligent helpmeet and the sweett
companion.