Evening star., 1914-08-01
Inviting in the Shade.


either. for it's hot out there in the sun.
No doubt the hammock or the old rock
ing chair with the hickory split bottom
would seem more inviting to one weary
from long walking The singing of To-
Gusts and the droning of bees are soothing
on a summers afternoon and il there is
a vagrant breeze blowing anywhere we
nearly always get share of it. If they
lulled you into n nap no apology would
have been expected. A good many people
walk up and down our road. and not q
few of them stop in to rest. But you
we're motoring by and had no chance to
do these things. So, of course. you would
lack understanding of the emotion that
made Jane, returning. exciaim: This is
home; our fiat in town never was one"
I think in that one sentence Jane
said about the whole of it. In coming
10 the country we had no thought be-
yond reducing the cost of living. of
doing something to enable my salary
10 stretch to cover our necessities, with
d margin left to provide for the in
evitabie rainy day. The country for it's
own sake made no especial appeal.
But the question of profit or loss
somehow has become secondary. Our
successes and failures are merely In
cide1tal The trials and tribulations.
the siscomforts and inconvenience of
y are accepted now as matters of course.
We have worries and vexations, 1t Is
true, but they are put aside at night
and forgotten in the morning Now
that We habitually witness the glory
OF the sunrise we have come more into
appreciation of the great miracle of
nature that makes OF each day a new
one. full of promise and Of possibilities
There is dawning upon US a glimmering
of what life means
And II the rising of the sun brings
zest for work and achievement, its
going down is balm for throbbfnR
nerves and tired and aching bodies.
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for every hurt of the most trying day,
whether spent afield in blazing heat or
In the swelter of the city Nature puts
her house in order for the night, and
upon the world broken only now and
then by the sleepy chirping of a bird
or the call of insects. Lonely, you say?
Not If there is in your soul the same
Peace and q Home.
1t is such peace as this which has
come TO us. and which makes our ledger
and our cash book seem less important
than we had thought. We may not find
fortune in the country. but we have
found home! That is the one big
vital fact of our adventure
But we have found other things as
WELL Little Margery's healh is no longer
a cause OF worry. We came out here
In March and she blossomed with the
flowers and budded with the trees. Out
IN the morning before the dew is dry.
she goes all day long and sleeps the
long night through; and the roses she
picks are no redder than the roses in
her cheeks. cheeks the paleness OF which
had made Jane anxious-eyed and fearful
hearted She Is as happy as the birds
she loves to watch and tries in vain to
catch. and busy as the bees she has
earned to regard with respect and from
a distance From child more than
half spoiled and Of more than average
selfishness. her affections have expanded
until they embrace all that walks or
flies or creeps. She pets everything that
will submit to petting and the animals
are as devoted TO her as she to them.
old BIZ. the horse, Lady. the COW, and