St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1907-06-15


share In it all How tho Cid wonan's
heart yssarned for a sense of owner
ship and proprietorship in the child.
How her eyes #feasted themselves upon
the face and form Of the babe, and
followed with great hunger in her
eyes every move that the little one
made. The mother became conscious
Of this and the thought had flashed
through her heart: "she wants my
baby for her own" And then had
come the climax, as indicated in the
opening conversation Of our story. Il
From that moment, when the whole
situation was revealed to the heart Of
Ruth, there began great struggle in
her heart. 1t was her baby. Yes, her
heart welled with gratitude and love
as she remembered how it was through
the loving, helpful influence Of Naomi
that she had come to know the true
God and had found entrance to a new
life that now had opened up to her
seemingly in all its rich fullness and
blessing, and yet, as she Rugged her
baby, close, she would say over and
over to herself: HE is mine"
And Naomi, as she lowered about
mother and child, and sought in tender
solicitude to minister to them, by
quick intuition became conscious of
the state of Rutll's heart and it came
as q great and cruel stab at her own
heart. This babe that had come like
an answer from heaven that the name
OF her dead husband might not be cut
off il Israel, and forever shut her
family from hope Of being in the IA
vored line of the promised one who
should be leader like Moses; this
babe whom she felt belonged to her in
a peculiar way; this babe whom she
felt instinctively was destined to he
come great in Israel-was she not to
have special charge of him? Was she
not to have the direction of his mind
and life as she alone, devout mother
in Israel, was able to give it? How
she wanted to pour the wealth of her
| devotion to God into that little life as
it unfolded, that it might prove life
pleasing unto God
NUS III Tic hearts VI THESE TWO WO~
men the struggle went on.
But with Ruth the conflict was es.
| pecially fierce, for the natural inclina-
tons of the mother heart were pitted
against the higher and better self. She
was conscious Of Naomi's peculiar
claim upon the child and Of her special
fitness to have the care and training
of him. But how could she yield the
place she wanted to occupy to her
son, even though it was to one whom
| she knew could fill it better? So she
asked herself over and over again, and
was still asking the question on the
day appointed when the neighbors and
| friends had been summoned to the
| presentation of the child before the
priest Eli. In fact, after all the guests
1 had arrived, the question was still I'M
4 answered. The baby was still in her
arms, where, with feverish solicitude,
| she had kept him, as though fearful
that to put him down was to lose him.
I All through the ceremonies she held
/ him, and now has come the time
when he shall be named. It is her
| right to name him, and she can call
him Boaz, as she had expressed her
/ wish to do. Silence has fallen upon
all the glad, expectant company. All
eyes turn to Ruth and wait for her to
speak.
The conflict RACES fierce within her
breast. Will she speak, or will she
give her baby up? What shall she
| do? She must do something They
are all waiting. Shall she let the self.
ish claims of her own heart dictate;
or shall she yield to the dear Naomi?
She rises to her feet, the precious
baby still in her arms. She advances
across the floor, the baby still Rugged
1 close to her bosom. She turns, when
in the center, and moves swiftly to-
| wards Naomi. She reaches the cid
womans side. She stoops and, open
ing her arms, she places the precious
baby in the arms of the mother-in-
law, while great and glorious light
| Eliminates her face.
A glad note of approval sweeps over.
the company, and the women said unto
/ Naomi:
Blessed be the Lord, which hath
net left thee this day without a kins-
man that his name may be famous in
Israel. And he shall be unto thee a
restorer Of thy life, and nourisher OF
thine old age; for thy daughter-in-law,
which loveth thee, which is better to
thee than seven sons, hath born him."
And they called his name Obed, and
| Naomi took the child and laid it in
her bosom, and she became nurse I'm.
to it.
THEY'RE MOSTLY LIKE THIS.