Year: 1879

There are many mothers, with dear chill
dren clinging around them, who often feel
they are cited at home" When Sunday
comes and they feel a desire to go to the
house of prayer and to the public sanctuary
of God, they often decide to stay at home,
and with sigh say, " must stay with the
children" Wearied with the previous weeks
work, who needs rest more than she }? yet her
cares are not over. With weary limbs and
heavy heart she calmly submits to her lot


Too often her labors in the narrow circle of
home are not properly appointed, and her
sacrifices seem to be poorly rewarded. We
would call the attention of such mothers to
some very important considerations. Re-
member pure moral atmosphere is the
foundation of all that is really good in life.
Take away the blessings that center in home
and you take away the strong pillars of
moral and religious liberty, order and peace.
Man may be the head of the family, but
woman is the head center of the right and
power that molds the destiny and growth Of
an orderly existence of the race. While she
holds the fort she may not understand fully
the ground she occupies, or know how much
evil she is preventing. While the rough and
billowy waves of wicked world dash with
madness and fury upon the shores of time,
aud the bark in which our destinies is cast


is tossed to and fro, so near the breakers of
the great maelstrom of ruin, this same
mother who is tied at home " stands at the
helm. A turn this way and that guides the
ship of society in its proper channel. With
out the kindly guidance of her hand, and
| the influences of her heart, the human race
would go forth ready to devour society, and
bring to naught all the blessings of civiiza-
ton. Think not, mothers, your lot hard one,
or void of precious fruits. What you water
! with tears shall grow up into marvellous
tree of wondrous growth. o, mother, thank
| God for a home, and remember though it
may not have beauty, it need not be void Of
blessing. That which makes home holy
makes home happy; and though the cot be
humble and the roof be low, though there be
no pomp or splendor, though it may not echo
with the witchery of music or shine with the
adornments of art, yet if there be tender
love and unfailing kindness, and faith and
zeal and fellowship with God, then shall the
home hallowed by such influences, and
crowned with the divine blessing, be sacred
in the sight of God and angels, and ever
sacred in the memory of those who there
abide. The years may come and go, the


little feet may walk their weary paths on
distant shores, but however scattered abroad,
whether tossed upon the waters or wander
ing upon the land, the sweet influences of
home shall never be forgotten; and there
shall come from day to day to the heart OF
your boy or your girl the recollections of a
mothers love- the memories of the twilight
hour of prayer, the remembrances of sacred
communion with God, and the solemn utter.
ances of his Word repeated by maternal


lips and these shall weave around their
wayward hearts bonds that earth can never
break, and shall link them in all their wan
derings to mother and home, and through
these, draw them gently toward that home
where sorrow shall not enter and whence
joys shall not depart at Home.