Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1912-05-08
Write Them a Letter Tonight.
Contributed


rental love is in a poor condition to
love his heavenly father. His pray
ers may ring loud on earth, but they
will die before they reach the throne
of Cod Parental love needs to be
cherished, cultivated and fostered,
and when children are separated far
from parents thew should make it
rule, with no exception, to write once
week at least to those who first
loved them and whose love never dies.
Don't be satisfied with once reading
this poem. Cut it out and paste it in
your scrap book"
Don't 20 to the theater, lecture or ball
But stay in your room tonight;
Deny yourself to the friends that call,
and a good long letter write
Write to the old folks at home,
Who sit, when the day is done,
With folded hands and downcast eyes.
And think of the absent one.
Don't selfishly scribble: Excuse my
haste;
I've scarcely time to write
Lest their brooding thoughts 60 wan.
dering
To many a by gone nigut,
When they lost their needed sleep and
rest,
And every breath was prayer
That God would save their delicate
babe
To their tender love and care.
Don't let them feel that you've no
more need
or their love and counsel wise;
For the heart grows trangely sensl:.
tive
When age has dimmed the eyes.
1t might be we'll to let them believe
You never forgot hem quite
That you deem it pleasure when far
away,
Long letters home to write
Don't think that the young and giddy
friends
Who make your pastime gay,
Have half the anxious thoughts for
you
That the old folks have today.
The duty Of writing do not put Off,
Let sleep or pleasure wait,
Lest the letter for which they looked
and longed
Be day or an hour late.
For the sad old folks at home,
With locks fast turning white,
Are longing to hear of the absent one.
Write them a letter tonight.
A great man relates how on one &C.
casion he suddenly opened the door
of his mothers room and saw her on
her knees beside her chair and heard
her speak his own name in prayer. He
quietly withdrew with feeling of awe
and reverence in his heart. Soon he
went away from home to school, then
to college, then into life's sterner
duties. But he never forgot that one
glimpse of his mother at prayer, nor
the one ord-his own name-which he
had heard her utter. He we'll knew
that what he had seen that day was
but glimpse, of what was going on
every day in that secret closet of
prayer, and the consciousness
strengthened him a thousand times in
duty, in danger and in struggle. And
when at last death came and sealed
those lips, the sorest sense of loss he
felt was the knowledge that no more
would his mother be praying for him.
-E1 change.
A good way to honor mother, not
simply on mothers day. but the other
1854 days of the year, would be to take
little of the burden of every days
duties off mothers shoulders and give
her a chance to rest. The white car
nation worn on the second Sunday in
May all right. if a man feels he must
give public testimony to a devotion
which is as natural and which should
be as spontaneous and as involuntary
as that which mother gives to her
son or daughter, but the other is more
apt to make mothers days longer in
the land.