Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-01-22

1t will give strength where there is weak
ness
~ was In a town one day and saw a
mother out with her boy, and he had
great steel braces on both legs to his
| hips, and when ! got near enough TO
them learned by their conversation that
wasn't the first time the mother had had
| him out for a walk She had him out
| exercising him so he would get use OF
| his limbs. He was struggling and she
| smiled and said: You are doing fine to-
| day; better than you did yesterday and
! she stopped and kissed him, and the KISS
| of encouragement made him work all the
! harder, and she said: You are doing
| great, son. and he said Mamma, I'm
| going TO run; look at me- And he started,
and one of his toes caught on the steel
brace on the other leg and he stumbled,
but she caught him and kissed him, and
said That was fine, son; how well you
did itl Now, he did It because his
mother had encouraged him with a kiss.
He didn't do It to show off There Ia
nothing that will help and inspire like
mothers kiss
''1f wo knew the baby fingers pressed against
the window pane,
Would be cold and stlll tomorrow never trouble
Would the bright eyes Of our darling catch
Let us gather up the sunbeams lying all
around our path - ....iu,, 90,
Let us Keep inc wheat ana TOBebt CHbllhb OhN
We shall ind our sweetest comforts in the
with patient hand removing all the brIors
from our way
WORLDS BEST MUSIC.
There is power In n mothers song. too.
It's the best music the world ever heard.
The best music in the world is like bis
cuits-its the kind mother makes. There Is
no brass band or pipe organ that can hold
n candle to mothers song. Calve Melba,
Nordica, Eames, n-Heink-they
are cheap skates compared to mother.
They can't sing at all. They don't know
the rudments OF the kind of music mother
sings The kind she sings gets tangled
up in your heart strings There would
be disappointment in the music of
heaven to me II there were no mothers
there to sing. The song of an angel or
n seraph would not have much charm for
me- What would you care for an angePs
song II there Is no mothers song?
"The song of n mother is sweeter than
that ever sung by minstrel or written by
poet. Talk about sonnetsl You ought to
hear the mother sing when her babe Is
on her breast, when her heart Is hlled
with emotion. Her voice may not please
an artist, but 1t will please any one who
has a heart in him. The songs that have
moved the world are not the songs writ
ten by the great masters. The best
music, in my judgment, is not the faultless
rendition of these high-priced opera sing
ers. There is nothing in art that can
put into melody the happiness which as
socations and memories bring. | think
when we reach heaven 1t will be found
that some of the best songs we will sing
there will be those we learned at mothers
knee.
A MOTHERS LOVE.
There Is power in a mothers love. A
mothers love must be like Gods love-
How God could ever tell the world that
He loved 1t without a mothers help has
often puzzled me. II the devils in hell
ever turned pale 1t was the day mothers
love famed up for the first time in a
woman's heart, If the devil ever got
cold feet 1t was that day, in my judg-
ment.
You know a mother has to love her
babe before 1t is born. Like God, she
has to go into the shadows of the valley
of death to bring 1t into the world, and
she will love her child, suffer for it and
It can grow UP and become vile and yet
she will love 1t. Nothing will make her
blame 1t, and l think, women, that one
of the awful things in hell will be that
there will be no mothers love there. |
Nothing but black. bottomless, endless
eternal hate in hell-no mothers love.
And though he creep through the vilest caves
And crouch perhaps, with bleared and blood
shot eyes,
TTnder the hangman's rope-a mothers lips
win KISS him in his last bed OF disgrace,
And love him cen for what she hoped of him.
II thank God for what mothers love
has done for the world.
oh there Is power in a mothers trust.
Surely as Moses was put in his mothers
arms by the princess, SO God put the