Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-11-11
A Toast to 1.-The OId-FashiOned
Mothers of Maine .--by Minot.
Read before the Dorchester Mass Daughters of Maine,
by John Clair Minot of the editorial staff of the Youths Com
panion formerly associate editor Of the keebec Journal

John Clair Minot of the editorial staff of the Youths Com
panon formerly editor of the kennebec ournal
many might be given by the company gathered here
of the homeland that all of hearts hold dear
The king <aaai that perces the clouds the
The glory of all Of and the that they sing they
The sparkle Of sunt waters in thousand crystal lakes;
The majestic of the where the surf increasingly breaks
might towering eadands that stand their granite feet
mistaken throughout the ages while the laundering suges beat
The solemn depths of the forest that knew arsler sound
Than whispering twilight in the fragrant pines
The spires of the twenty cities that busy people fills
With the traffic OF market places and the ceaseess of the mills
shady the village that sleeps through the day,
And dreams OF restless children who have wandered away and
The old school house the hilltop in its coat of faded red
As though blusled to remember the lessons althgly said;
The meeting where the rambling highways
Tle little yard behind with the onbsones with
The farmhouse under the naples where the mating robins call
Where acs and morning goes are aboon by the garden WALL
Where loved stood in the doorway and waved kiss and sigh
When left the farm for the city the long gone by
These themes and many another, might well be the today
back the blessed home land vagtant fancies stray
And though all of such themes allure me- let of them
And another toast offer to be drunk witt, trimming glass
theme that is sacred and sacred will remain
To every who present. the mothers of Manci
the old fashioned mothers that knew the vanished years
When life April morning with the sunshine chasing
Each heart will frame picture but each the picture plain
The mothers who bore and loved the fashioned mothers of
The picture may have background village street.
Or farmhouse the sides where the brecze always
But in each busy woman-how plainly her today!
Who spent her hours the kitchen with the children around her play
Her lot monotonous oneyno social club life she knew!
But she did the work that the Master Had called herto do
From earliest break of the morning dlafter the set of the
One duty after another there always be DONE
But all of the tasks of the household made increasingly
By the pate of childish and the paer of childish feet
Her life wrapped children them she oed dreamed
Forever above their future the rainbow promise CLEANED
And toll was burden, and sacrifice JOY
When made for her daughters pleasure the schooling of her boy
And when they gathered her bid her good night
Do think she onged for the hobbe the auction whist
The years bringing their changes the old things passing
The life that we know be betetr but the odtn memories
And dearest of all the pictures that ondy retain
Is that of the odahioned mothers who Maine
Across the gulf that is widening the shadows of twilight fall
But the spaces we hear their voices call
And sometimes perhaps at evening feel fnr of WINGS
And family catch echo of the song that angel sings
And we'll indeed is for if of the past there speeds e
The things mothers would send the call of
Their gentle grace and their goodness their es patient way
And the simple faith that inspired them when they knt by
pray
And Heaven nothing better tran that shall
The mothers who bore and loved the ofasoned
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