The Maui news. [volume] (Wailuku, Maui, H.I.) 1900-current, 1920-05-14

iaSl SUNDAY evening"
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Mothers Day rightly observed car
ries with it a double purpose. In the
first place it Will bring the children
OF a mother who is living to a more
definite expression of their apprecia-
uoh oil her some big son too old for
sentiment, may step up and take a
paf Oh WrlhkIed old cheeks between
nus u""uS ana look love INTO the kind
~ eyes Oh ms lhoJher. Yes, INTO those
eyes from whose depths the light of
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The other mission of this day is to
Keep green the memory OF a departed
InoDIoI IN such a way as to mellow
lne me ana soften the heart a little
NiI'Il luc world might otherwise
IuiH 10 hardness. Mothers Day is a
season or sentiment TO have just a
HUI" pay. Ihaj wholesome senti-
IIoAl Nhlch Is a vital factor in life.
american men nave always had room
lor IL IN lhelr lives. As kipling
watched the American soldiers pass
lnIoush france and noted their love
o. CHlIureh ana delicate appreciation
VI women ne SAID, These men have
.r,H reared ny hloWen WHAT q
uIUule 10 american mothers!
theodore Roosevelt, rough rider. box
er and lion hunter revealed the heart
OF a father when he expressed the
nope that he might go to France and
place some flowers on the grave of
his beloved son Quentin.
Abraham Lincoln af+er no lost tho
sweetheart of his youth was filled with
an infinite sadness AS he thought If
the winter storms sweening across
her grave. Perhaps that warm brnan
heart is one OF the secrets of his nm.
rivaIcd hold upon the American non.
pie.
Today is Mothers Dav and the man
liest man can wear in tenderness The
white flower upon his coat He NAV
be a prince among men and eniovine
the luXuries Of wealth VET thonoh he
looks back in memory TO a mother who
washed and ironcd and scrubbed and
these things only enhance her pIory
1t was into that beaming face that bo
cooed as a babe. II was her arms
that charmed the little tired feet and
soothed the broken spirit No CLASSIC
song of opera or in luyr1riOus narIor
has ever equalIed that lullaby which
brought the Sandman TO mothers
knee. And many have been the DAYS
since in an unsvmpathetic world
when troubles have come and mis-
UNDERSTANDINGS arisen that he has
longed for hat presence again that
he might pour ont his story TO her
There is a vanished a that smiles
on me
When darkness shrouds the hope
within my soul;
Intangible, touched by the mystery
OF Death, of Life, of the vast
oceans roll
And it croons softly to the sandy
beach,:
Of the hush of twilight-Of all
things | love.
II is nv mothers face"
Corporal Crawford NJ. Curry of San
Francisco wrote a letter to his mo-
from the battle front in France yn
Mothers Day of 1918. After fighting
through the tiercest battles of the wal
ne afterward was gassed and died of
pneumonia. 1lS DGullllul lelleI 10
his mother was as follows:
Dear Mother: Sunday is the day
set mart for Mothers Day. And in
stead Of wearing the flower we are
each writing a letter.
This note may be only a few
acribbled lines. but every word comes
from my heart. Somehow | can al
ways feel your presence-feeling that
YOU would know if | did wrong.
IT'S the knowledge of that love
hat mothers have for their boys that
gives me courage when l most need
it. The clouds are never dark enough
% dim or hide that love. So worry
At, mother. but continue to think and
~ for your boys. and nothing can
m them.
Perhaps they are thinking of YOU
e you are remembering them.
t take any stock in reports; and
t worry when letters are long in
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