Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-17

s. O your boy is out OF school and
nothing will do but he must go to
the Bis City and be a cartoonist.
He is clever you say, and so say his
teachers, and he really can draw such
funny pictures of people that every one
in town Rughs over them, and he
doesn't take any interest in anything
on earth put pencils, paper-and ideas.
Shall youlet him go? Where? When?
Ought you to sell your home and go
with hin to take care of him? Is it
right toilet him go alone among stran-
gers? What if he should fall? Who's
going I'd take care of him if he should
be i'll? How is he going to know what
to say to the editors when he does
see then?
Dearme, what a mother you are, to
be sur; what a regular mother from
the vey first letter of your name to
the vIry last drop of ink at the end
of yotr signature.
Lei him! Why, what else can you
do hit let him? He isn't yours; he's
his twn
Yes I know I know you've nursed
hia and walked the floor with him.
AID you've sat up at night and taken
ere Of him through that spell Of ty-
mold when the doctor said there
fasn't a chance for him to pull through.
you've cooked for him and mended
for him and agonized for him and
hoped for him and lived for him.
Let's see. it's nearly nineteen years
ago that you heard his first feeble wall.
isn't it? Nineteen years How many
parties did you stay at home from for
his sake how many dresses have you
worn when you really should have had
new one. to save money for his new
suit? How many times have you plan
ned and thought and worried to help
him out Of some foolish boyish scrape ?
He is all you have, you say; all you
i've for. Well then. in the name OF
Pstice give him his chance TO live,
Let him learn how few people there
AZ who will care cent whether he is
hngrv or not. Let him learn now
nanv fellows there are in the world
WI are twice as clever as he; let him
lem that the only way to get any
ting on earth is to work for it and
wd in dead and desperate earnest.
at MN go. Let him learn to be
,orsop,e and neglected and made fun
of1et him learn to fight his own way
c3h bin room. give him time, give
hirfreedom, or what he thinks is free
dol
1ur boy is too big and too strong
antoo smart to be ruled by you any
lorer. little mother; let him go and
rul himself, and let him go with a
snA and a blessing
agrateful, selfish, cruel-hearted ?
Ma bit. he's boy, that's all Some
dahe VIII be a man if you'll let him
lpenaent upon you, is he, under it
an Can't find his own socks. and
wddn't know how to buy suit of
cloes for himself if he had all the
nley of Croesus?
ell find his socks all right when he
h; to. and about that suit-don't you
wry. He'll get cheated a few times;
b: buy the wrong thing and have to
var 1t. and hell ledrn.
cartoonist, Ell? Poor boy he'll
I'm to laugh at his own work and
smile a his own appointments,
d he'll learn to be thankful for a
.ance to be a plain, every day dub
they call them in the art rooms Of
le big papers. He'll be joked for
oming from a country town, and he'll
e made fun of till there isn't an ounce
If conceit left in him and sometimes
nell feel as if he'd give all the world
lust to be little again and run home
and hide his face in your faded old
dress, and cry and have you comfort
him.
And then he'll fall in love with
fool and he'll fall in love with girl
who will do her worst to break his
heart. and he'll fall in love with
woman old enough to be his mother
and he'll spend every penny he makes
nuylng presents Tor some cold hearted
creature who will make fun of him to
his very face.
And he'll get into evil ways maybe