The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1921-05-03
LEAST OF THESE
BY EMMA /. sATsoN.
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"a. M. We.ttrn Ntw.papef UnIon.)

1--WE fully made up my mind, Emily,
TO go TO work. with Jacks consentt
Ne! Certainly not But what does
that mattcri He can give no good,
sensible reason, TO my way Of think
ing, why I shouldn't stay ut home,
Says Paul needs a mothers care. Just
imagine "a boy over ten years old
tied to his mothers apron strings!
"Oh, yes ] knew you're terribly
shocked, and all that sort OF thing;
~ Is Jack, for that matter; bUl In
going To work Monday morning, In
spite Of. every obstacle, and the old
house sud-and everything else can
take care of themselves. Let the
neighhors talk II they want To; he
sides when they're talking about rue
they're giving someone else a rest.
Emily burst into gale Of laughter
at the picture before her, hut her
mood changed suddenly as she re-
turned thoughtfully:
My dear. know just how you feel
was once in exactly the same rOsi-
ton ~ YOU are. wanted good times
aud tine clothes above everything
else in the world--or at least l
thought did, until experience taught
nc better. Would you care to have me
tell you about IT,
Hear! Heart exclaimed Beatrice
enthusiastically to an imaginary audi
cnce. "FCllow CitiH2ns. the little gray
mouse has finally consented to disclose
The horrors OF the business world.
Lead on fair one; convert me, II you
can
Emily smiled undcrstaudingly nj her
romantic little friend and replied:
you're bound shall tell You .
thrilling story of adventure and hard.
shiIC aren't you, Bcatrcef You will
he disappointed, | know, for this In
just a drab little tale"
She pattcd the hsNen curIs Of her
younger daughter, Laura, while she
watched with keen interest her bOls-
ferrous, sfrectiODaie little Inmboy.
Louise, rs she raced through the yard
laughing joyously.
"A mothers place, my friend, a
with her children, first, last aud at
WAYS. No one else can take her place.
No one else can possibly know Just
what their little hearts require. Why,
then, should she sometimes prize 80
little The treasures that God has given
into her carer
at Was great day FOR me, Bea-
trlce, when ! brought home my very
brst pBy envelope. ! had visions Of
| all The hPauIifni clothes ] would buy
and OF The happiness could bring to
| others. ! was elated 10 think That j
| was no longer dependent upon my hns-
| baud for ready cash. They have a
| way you know, Of feeling their own
| importance, bless EN-, and ARE apt to
! strut around Ms though they We're
lords OF all they surveyed. But why
| should we worry ourselves about snrh
| trincs? Let them 80 ON thinking 50 II
II makes them happy and keeps them
! peaceful. We know In our hearts that
they are inst big, grown-up boys"
YES, just boys. but such kind. de
voted, big-hcartrd boys" added BeR.
irice quietly.
You're right, my dear" returned
| her friend, and We women can often
! influence them for good ar evil ac-
! curding TO our own standards ~ liv-
Ing AMI outlook upon life. But am
| drifting away from my story. Where
wns II oh, yes, could spend hours
telling you Of my thrilling and tragic
I
IN an exclusive department store IN
/ the heart Of the city, but | will not
! weary you. Suffice to say HAT when
! | returned home ~ night | was too eX-
hausted 10 enjoy my blessed young
sterS aud too nervous and irritable to
treat lny husband drcenlly.
We missed the companiOmSlip
which We ourc enjoyed, but We did
/ moi realize the reason for It's absence.
I Then suddenly brcaIne III. You
! Eunw, my dear God IN sometimes
! obliged Ia pui ~ on our backs Ia Or.
d-r 10 make Us lG"k upward. ! looked
aud b"h"ld the handwriting Oh the
wall: 'WhOsUsNeT shall Offend the least
~ these, Ny little onrs-' Jus1 lint
| dHd--II WAS enough.
"Ihe SusNSr 10 my mSpUkeu qurs
li0n flashed HrrUss..mS mind Ms though
sent from heaven. There WAS iid
longer al! d"nbG IN my mind ~ ia Iht
meaning Of those words. lad pre-
summed 10 chnGse my own path, regard
tess Of nOblrr work that The Grrul
Mind had planned for lac. | WAS IOC
engroSsed IN my avn anairS to guide
Alright the uncertain footsteps NJ my
little ones, ana too wrapped up IL
trivial matters to realize that thell
impulslve, lonely iiult hearts hu,
constant need uf a mothers love. Il
was all too true that | had attended,
The least Of these His little ones by
rh0igltlGSs neglect, and | felt ron
dCmncd. DO yuu wonder nov, NY
drur why turned over a new leuff.
when the simple story came TO al