The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1913-07-27
The Wornam's Page Of The Tiirmes-Dispatch
The Land of 81 Remem-
Der and 81 Forget

II you will put down your sewing
things and stick all the pins in the big
iat tomato pincushion that hangs by
the bureau. l will take you q Journey.
You like the fat tomato pincushion
because old Miss Lucy that lived In q
mono with lot OF other Miss Lucys''
gave II to you, and she always called
you Nearest and Dearest" chiefly be-
cause she had no one else to call that.
hhd' again. because she was old and
honely and alone This is a journey
into tho land of Il Remember" and
Forget" that is why we begin with
the pincushion. The fields OF II Re
member are dotted with bright Httle
flowers that arc the happy things thar
haze grown up all along your way and
IKE pool Of jade lies the lake OF
wonderful days that flows out OF the
smallest spring OF memory that ever
you saw. Jog jog. How slowly you
ride through the winding roads that
whiten over the hills and disappear
into tho forests!
And everywhere you stop and every
where you go on are fascinating places
full up to the top OF your understands
Ing with the time that you cut your
new sash up into ribbons so that all
OF the boys you had danced with might
have piece; the day that you rode
ana rode right into the sunset and
forgot that there ever was such "A place
az turning around. the evening you
sat by dr!ftwood fire and the very
rea came out Of the flames and broke
against Jour slippered feet crossed on
the fender. telling a tale Of black.
black nights and rock bound coast.
All Of these things dot the meadows OF
Il Remember" All OF the happenings
that come to-day and tomorrow and
the day after that and the day after II
that Will cause YOU TO lean a little
further back In your chair and begin.
You say rcminiscentIy: When ! was
little girl" and ~ was just such a
day-the SKY was quite as blue" You
are journeying fast into the pretty
country. and tho leaves OF your mind
turn slowly. Iike golden pages heavy
with the precious stones OF what has
been.
The land Of u Forget" Is not a pleas
ant place the road Is n rocky one, and
tho trees are so thick that you can
scarcely sec the ground al times. II
even takes a little whistling to keep
your courage up. All UP and down tho
length OF IL are the times that you
want TO forget and the people that you
have not liked, the nights that you
waited and waited FOR the inspiration
tina, refused to be wooed. and tho
things that your mother said TO you
about cutting UP that sash, because II
was brand-new The land Of II For
get is q drcary, monotonous place IN
deed But ~ II gOOG Tor us 70 go NncTe'
II is not always wisest 10 forget You
tourney back the long way 10 ind out
why II was that you turned aside from
tho pleasant places OF your hearts de-
sira and 20 know 70! what reason the
dark had seemed so overwhelming.
Stumbling. cropping, You come 70 II
tho reason why and the wherefore Of
so many things that YOU would never
understand In the land OF II Remcm-
ber" In the darkness you find that
the great rock Of distress and soul
sickness which a while since seemed
about TO crush the very lie from your
body. has now become stronghold.
tower, against which you may lean for
support and comfort the ugly little
blossoms that seemed SO dwarfed and
unIovcly IN the shadowy cleaning OF
the forest o! despair have bloomed at
last into the passion flower OF real per-
sonality and a greater love Tor the
world OF those IN pain.
Tell US fairy story"-that Is what
the whole world Of grown ups is saving
to-day They want 10 go back into
Tho land OF II Remember" and stop in the
road that winds 40 white and glistcn-
inv lust around the corner OF to-day;
they want To go back to the land OF
Il FORGET and read tho meaning OF the
burdens Of yesterday and the dtsap-
po!ntincnts OF the days going by so
last 90 they say, Tell us fairy
story" II you will only put down your
sewing things and begin by sticking the
nins into the red piucushion, that starts
Won right away on the journey. but
,her am not going 10 tell YOU how
IL ends. SfENl " ~ l.