Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-10-15
WoMEN's COLUMN.
wbo for Himself?

Eut there is a common man, working under
good or i'll conditions,
Hungry often, rearing children at sacrifice
Fighting the light in desperation, yet keep
ing faith,
clean and simple. willing to share all with
his neighboT.
And there is a common woman. Il mother or
a helper of mothers,
or lonely worker, foregoing sweet dreams
for strong realities,
Knowing the tormenting fingers of travail
and doubt,
And Welding never
Stanch and able, a fosterer of the future.
No creature of superficial smiles
He and she, humble aud unconscious
These and their kind, by struggle and the
spirit Of victory,
Serve mankind, it may be, as well as any
For, in the realities of life are they not
dumb poets?
Are they not quiescent sages and unpraised
Are they not, though unrecognized. the Ger
tain end final rulers?
Marguerite Ogden Bigelow, in The Crafts
man,
The Value of Cheerfulress.
Dear little mother, are you weary !:
De You feel that the illusions of a han
pier hour have drifted away and left
you only naked and unbeautifuI reali-
ties: And you, older mother, is your
heart sad today as you lean over I'M
confined hopes and ambitions? Let the
dead bury their dead" Do not sit and
grieve for what cannot be recalled or
remedied. Only today is ours. If we
failed yesterday we can only strive
again today. If "our own" are beyond
our nlinistrations. then we have ali the
more time to strengthen and brighten
other lives.
N aaEta1.sa 1,oCtbnr ,,.;ll -,.;tI, 4.
over the death of her baby, went to
the priest and implored that he restore
her child to life. He consented to do so,
but inst she must bring to him a cup of
flour Tor some trihel from a home into
which sorrow had never entered Eager
~ she agreed to the imposed condition.
From cot to cot, from palace to pal
ace, she went, and at last she returned
10 the priest. Shall the miracle now
he performedY' he asked, bur she shook
her head She had been unable to per
form her part of the contract, for no
threshold had she found over which sor-
row had not trailed her somber gar
ments.
The woman's face, however, was il
lumined. and the wise priest knew that
The miracle he had expected had been
performed. In comforting the sorrows
Of others the grief-stricken mother had
found balm for her own heart. If from
our own experiences, our own mistakes,
our own losses, we can find crumbs of
comfort or of wisdom to feed to hunger
me. lives, the travail of mind and body
which has been ours has surely not been
in vain.
Every mother should resolutely bar
out sadness and worry and fretfulness
and let the little human plants around
her knee grow up in the sunshine of
love and cheeriness.
If all the vocabularieS of the nations
should be searched and sifted, do not
believe a sweeter word could be found
or coined than that of mother"
Home, happiness and miniature of
Gods love seem framed by those six
letters. To the woman who has passed
through the gate-of-pain to the Won
dr0us land of motherhood, all life seems
broadened-she understands as never be-
fore the spirit underlying the heroic
dec6is Of the ages, the sacrifice of inn
mortality upon the altar of humanity.
She perhaps feels a nearnesS and a kin
ship (be it said reyerently) to her Crea
tor, never felt bef0re-GOd has taken her
into partnership.
Some mothers take up motherhood as
a burden God pity them and open their
eyes to the joyD, and upon others who
have at first basked in the glow of a
new and holy delight, petty cares and
upon the sky of home, or again they be
come a barrier between the mother and
her children. Suppose there is a fly
Speck on the mirror, or a scratch on the
new chair, or ruffle less on Jennie'S
new dressi Oh, mother, take time to en-
Joy the Godgiven blossoms at your breast
and around your kneel Be CHEEKY and
merry, whether you feel like it or not.
Cheerfulness is a fine spring tonic and
a delightful winter cordial. We all want
our children to be happy, and the hap
piest children are those who have happy
mothers. The mother who is gloomy and
discontinued, fretful and fault-fnding,
cannot expect to have the confidence and
companionship of her children.
Cheerfulness is the very cornerstone
Of happy home If we are only cheer
full when something has pleased us or
when life goes by like a song, what hon
or have we? Why. even the heathens do
so. But to make a business of happi-
ness, to present placid or a smiling
countenance when baby frets. when the
cook is i'll or incompetent, when the hus-
band is Indifferent and perhaps indoleni
when there isn't any bank account. when
friends seem fOFgetful, then the true
mother appears.
The mental pOise and attitude of the
mother have much, very much, to do
with home happiness, but | quite agree
mat she should not bear alone the re-
Sponsibiiity of making the home an
oasis of joy. She may be the spring
N the desert. but each little plant must
do its own blossoming and each wind
swept tree bear it's own load of fruit.
he seeming trides of life go far toward
the making or marring of home happi-
ness. If a mother can instill into her
children, especially by her own example,
the lessons of self-forgetfulness, gentle
ness of speech and a pleasant acceptance
OF the gifts of rebuffs of fortune, she
has laid just that many smooth, strong
stones upon the path that leads to the
doorway of happiness.-Yarina Var
CROUCH Garnett in Health Culture.
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Are Women Vain?
Why are women vain? Nobody knows
not even the ladies themselves. Psy-
biologists have advanced various the
cries. One says that they dress to please