The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1920-08-13
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NY Mother,a Hands.

Such beautiful. beautiful handsl
They're neither white nor small,
And you. know would scarcely
think
That they were fair at all.
I've looked on hands whose form and
hue
A sculptor's dream might be;
Yet are those aged wrinkled hands
More beautiful to me.
Such beautiful. beautiful hands
Though heart were weary and sad.
These patient hands kept toiling on,
That the children might be glad.
The tears well forth, as looking back
To childhood's distant day,
think how these hands rested not
While mine were at their play.
Such beautiful beautiful hands!
They are growing feeble now,
For time and pain have left their
mark
On hand and heart and brow,
Alasi alas, how near the time
or pain and loss to me,
When meath the daisies out of
sight.
Those hands will folded be.
But. oh. beyond the shadow land,
Where all is bright and fair,
know full well those dear old hands
|. VIII palms OF victory bear.
Where crystal streams through end
less years.
Flow over golden sands,
And where the old grow young again
I'll clasp my mothers hands.
He who has tasted a sour apple will
have the more relish for sweet one.
Your present want will make future
prosperity all the ,sweeter.
Teach your boy to have sound NOR
al judgment when he is very young
and you will not in later years be sing
ing that sad old song, Where IL my
wondering boy tonight" with a heavy
heart.
Perhaps we may be looking on the
dark side of things but il seems to as
that young married people these days
are missing a lot of joy out OF life.
They start in with all the things that
we used to have to work twenty-five
years for, and IL is as true as the Cos
pei that we enjoyed the work. Each
piece of fur We added to our lit
tie stock had sidual memories For
d certain md any rocker we each
gave up a tri b the city And for
our round dining table the whole fam
lily went without fall suits and wore
made-overs. This is merely hypo-.
.hetical case but it hits the nail on
3 head for lot OF the older couples.
Now the young people must start in
with everything complete beautiful
tapestry living room set-a library
table-bronze book ends containing
books that are never read-a Louis
XIV dining room set-four poster beds
electric irons and vacuum cleaners
pyrex kitchen ware. An outlay of about
twenty five hundred dollars sets them
up nicely, but we still contend that
they are missing a lot OF fun. Don't
you agree. oldtimers who started a
bout twenty-five years ago?
Poverty is really state of mind.
You have all seen the rich man who
eternally beWailed his empty pockets,
and you've all seen the poor man whose
poverty as such never occurred to him.
There is an old Latin proverb some
thing TO the effect that mot he who
has little but he who wants more il
poor" and truer words were never
spoken.
1t was my good fortune at one time
to know a very remarkable man. If
he had a dollar in his pocket he con-
sidered himself wealthy and he had
imbued his wife and family with this
same spirit. They were, 1 believe. the
'happies; family it will ever be my
privilege to meet. He was good
provider; his children were well edu-
Gated, his wife and himself enjoyed
life to the fullest extent. Yet he was
never rich in dollars and cents. If he
had always taken pay for his services
for other people he might have been a
wealthy man. but he always said that
money took the joy out of service.
To be sure, when he went from this
world there was no troublesome will
to break for there was no property 20
fight over. Yet he left those children
a far richer heritage than any multi
millionaire could have left them-the
advantages of good education. a
happy childhood, the memory of
wonderful home life and the beautiful
teachings and example of a generous
and a God revering father.
AnEI TNE