The citizen., 1911-12-15
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Let your most cherished friend be
woman whose companionShlp Is uplifting
and elevating 10 YOUR character. One
who by her pure and womauly converSa-
ton inspires you with hope and courage
to strive and to live for some thing which
is higher and most noble: whose visits
makes YOU bless her when she has gone.
and you feel that you have been bettered
by her coming.
Passing season, fieeting days. How
time wings its flight. The summer seems
to have scarcely flown ere the autumn
time is near to It's close. How we should
improve every opportunity 10 do good,
to get good and be good. The blessings
that we intend TO confer should not be
delayed. Soon the giver or recipient
may be barred from the privilege. Work
while it is day for the night cometh.
The real pleasures of life are not to be
bought. Amusement is for sale; but JOY
comes without price ard without bar
gaming. There are no figures set upon
happiness; it springs up in the pathway
like flower the seed Of which has been
waited from some other world. The quiet,
deep joys of life, benson. like fall from
heaven upon our hearts. None can com.
mand them, none can corner them. You
may purchase assistance and interest. but
affection and love come unsought, unSo
lcited, unbought. What wealth have
tender kindness, the sympathy, the spirit
of self giving that goes out 10 YOU from
other lives? These assets are not on our
Office ledgers, but they are on our great
ledgers of life from which our final bal
ances are struck, and they are written
large.
Who OF us is so immersed in the cares
of business or SO hardened by the grind
Of daily toll. that we cannot find in this
magic word, Home. a charm beyond the
spell of the amuletS? Homei Homel
The very name itself is an anthem in an
acorn! Composed OF only four letters
of the English alphabet, and it is one of
the simplest words known to the tongue
OF either Tennvson or Shakespeare.
1t takes but breath to voice it. 1t takes
but stroke to write it, But an ocean
plummet cannot sound its crystal depth
of meaning. 1t has been the theme OF
all artists. 1t has been the dream of all
poets. Ii has been the burdens of all
songs. 1t has bee' the inspiration OF all
heroic thoughts AMI deeds and lives.
Every boy is goius 10 have a conf
dante. some one Ia 't.iom he can tell his
secrets 20. and whisper his hopes and
ambitions. which he "ould not breathe to
any one else. says OuiSon Sweet Marden
in one of our most popular and successful
publications. We take it for granted that
his mother will stand nearer to him than
any other person. but every boy will be
sure TO have some male friend who will
stand in peculiar relation to him. This
friend, this confidante. should BY all
means be his father You cannot afford
10 have your boy feel that YOU are too
busy or too Indifferent 10 tell him how
to fiy his kite, or 10 bait his hook, or to
play games with him. YOU begin early
enough. it is comparatively easy enough
for you 10 gain your bows confidence.
From infancy on he should grow up 10
feel that no one can take your place; that
you stand in peculiar relation to him,
which no one can fill.
"a good wife, how much happiness
is contained in these three short words.
Her power for good is perfectly irresist-
lble. Ii does not matter how energetic
or industrious a man NAV be. with care
less spendthrft wife his very best efforts
will be in vain.
We cannot honor with too deep a rev.
erence the home affections; we cannot
cherish them with too much soicitude.
Members OF the home circle loose moth.
ing by being polite and courteous to each
other. Little children are such initiative
little creatures; if the father shows kindly
attention TO mother. bright eyes will see
the act and they are sure TO do Just like
papa.
There are a thousand wayS in which
we can add to the peace and pleasure of
our homes. Let the house all dav long
be the scenes of many pleasant words
Let US have music. for truly it has been
said that home without music is like
sDring time without birds. Cultivate
vocal music in the family if YOU cannot
have instrumental. AT night when all are
gathered around the freslde, what can
be more pleasant than TO sing the sweet,
old songs?
The poor man is always sour; the
milk of human kindness in his heart is
curdled; there is no sweetness in the acid
principles of his composition. nature has
given him a quantum sufficit of lemon
juice, but he has forgotten the saccha-
rine ingredients; he is sour from the ris-
ing of the sun to the going down of the
same. in sunshine and moonshme, twi.
light and gaslight When he awakes
in the morning he grumbles because it is
time for him TO get up, his coffee Is
always too hot or too cold; his steak
either over done or underdone; he finds
nothing at all satisfactory in the morning
papers. When he goes out'he invariably
grumbles at the weather. If it is little
cool he calls it arctic weather; if mild he
compares it to the tropics; should il driz-
zle. he declares that il is rainin pitch
forks; and gentle breeze he declares is
hurricane:
In ourselves the sunshine dwells,
ErOm ourselves fhS music cuallc.