The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-06-26

ss4ome'S not merely roof and room
 It needs something 70 endear it; Home Is where the heart can bloom
 Where there's some kind lip to cheer What is home with none to meet
 None to welcome. none to greet us Home is eet-and only sweet
 Where there's one we love to meet
 us''
 Every mother who sees her young son or daughter go out for an even ingss affair at6ter she has kissed him oh her and whispered 'sBy-by'' is sure to whisper as a parting shot. Come maid. is quick to assent, the mother well knows her child is human.
 -.HeedIess falls the foot Of time rEaat only falls on dowers.a
 The daughter of wealth has h. es- cort and her conveyance which awaits her pleasure But the daughter Of poor parents wakes twice as much more anxiety dh the breast of her mother as she watches her depart A girl friend employed in the same shop as her daughter has invited her to spend the evening at her house, mem tioning there's be a few girls and fet- lows there; and come one of them will see her. home.
 me mother knows that her daugh- ter has little pleasure; that a happy evening would be a. Joyous event in her life. She's no means of finding out anything about the company in which her daughter is to spend the evening. Her daa1Rhter often spea ks 1 Of the girl who has invited her as a l Jolly, devdl-may care sort of girl, who would rather have a good time than eat-with the latest Jokes and quips on her tongues end; who had a host of friends, and actlralIy ran the shop I just as sI1e pleased Further than thaf she had heard nothing. The mother went about her household l tasks drumming a tune well pleased I with the thought that her daughter 1 was having aI good time.
 Afddst her musings, she did hope l that her girl would remember her ad- 1 moylition to come home early. When l the midnight bells ring and time slow ly dips into the wee. snaas hours, eheI mother heart feels quains of alarm. She cannot remember the name of the l girl or her street number. else es,e would present heTse1f there to see what detained her child Tn the early dawn she sees her girl making her l bered her mothers last words of en- I treaty to come home early. Those midnight chimes fell upon her ear and she could not be induced to re
 main longer. The fun was at its height
 ' QOA | KuOWf LIS IGl4OW very NF61lR
 whispered her hostess. .swho is to take you home. A friend brought I him here. Guess he's s1nitten with you He hasn't taken his eyes of you the whole evening", It does not .l take long for the fellow who is a row dy at heart to show his true colors when he finds he is the escort of a ttmfd girl and the hour is late. He insists treating her to a. pink lem onade. as they pass an alI-night open cafe. If she consents, it may be her undoing. Her refusal angers him. With muttered imprecation he turns I on his heel. The girl who leaves I pleasure resorts before the midnight
 hour can catch a car if one is a few minutes belated There are crowds of good couples making their way - home who would, protect her from
 masher. or rowdy, if such occasi oh !, demanded The girl who trusts her. self to a companion of whom she knows little does so at her own risk
 Summer with it's delightful strolIs in parks, boating on rivers and stream aye and alluring nearby pleasure re- sorts, entice her But the girls should always have it in mind, as though placarded wherever they turn:
 "Go Home Early"