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THE YOUNG SOUTHERNER
All communications and contributions intended
for this department should be addressed to Mrs.
Louise T. Hodges, S 3 East Avenue, Atlanta, Ga.
The Triumph of Knowledge.
Through toilsome hours ’neath stars or sun
A war is waged for goodly gain; .
At last a triumph clean is won
And Ignorance dies, by Knowledge slain.
L. T. 11.
4 ‘Consistency, Thou Art a Jewel”
While he was giving advice to some young people
I once heard a man say, “Don’t do as I do, but do
as I say.” But example is always more powerful
than precept. It is folly for a man whose own life
is not what it should be to set himself up as a
teacher for others. It has been truthfully said that
it is easier to tell twenty persons the right thing to
do than to be one of twenty to do the right thing.
But the living of one true, consistent life will be
more effective in leading others in the right way
than twenty or a hundred precepts. “Let your
light so shine before men, that they may see your
good works, and glorify your Father which is in
Heaven. ”
Margaret Ellen Moore’s tribute to her teacher (in
her letter this week) is an illustration of the effect
of good example.
By her sweet, gentle example that teacher is do
ing more to mold the thought and character of her
pupils than by all of her teaching, but her teaching
is also made effective by the force of her consistent
example. Heaven send more such teachers.
Life’s Deep Meaning.
To know the will of God and how to do it; the
deepest meanings in life’s experience: how to be
brave, yet humble; weak, yet strong; how to en
dure trial, yet keep sweet; how to use time to the
best advantage; how to select between apparently
conflicting opportunities of service; how to love God
more and more, and to think no uncharitable
thoughts, and to say no uncharitable tilings of my
brethren.—Selected.
With Correspondents.
Dear Mrs. Hodges:—Since the first issue of The
Gohlen Age I have been an interested reader of I he
Young Southerner, and I have been pleased to note
the intelligence manifested by your young contribu
tors. The fact that so many of them are interest
ed in the study of the lives of great men augurs
well for their own achievements in the future. Few
things are more stimulating to the ambition of
young people than the study of the lives of the
great and good who have gone before.
I think you are directing our boys and girls along
the right lines and I am very glad to see that they
appreciate the opportunities you offer. It will be
interesting to watch the careers of these young peo
ple whose names are from time to time appearing
on the page of the Young Southerner for, if I mis
take not, they will be among those whose names
will figure prominently in the future history of our
country.
With best wishes for you and all your young cor
respondents, I am,
Cordially yours, N. J. Williams.
Dear Editor:—l have found so much pleasure in
reading the letters from the Young Southerners
that I wanted to write and thank the editors for so
kindly devoting a page to our pleasure and enter
tainment.
You asked what we children would like best to
read on this page. I should like best to read about
mission work in the foreign field.
Conducted by Louiise Threete Hodges.
Some of the readers have told about the great
men who figured in the history of our country, so I
will tell about James Oglethorpe, the founder of
Georgia.
James Edward Oglethorpe belonged to an ancient
family in England. He was called a brave, generous
gentleman of unblemished character.
He was born in 1689 and left college when still
a young man to begin the life of a soldier. Ogle
thorpe soon became an ensign of the English army,
and afterwards lieutenant of the first troop of
Queen’s Life Guards. Going abroad he enlisted
under Prince Eugene, and after a while became his
aide-de-campe.
After he returned to England he began political
life and was a member of Parliament for thirty-two
years. He was always a friend of the oppressed
and unfortunate.
His name will always be dear to the hearts of
Georgia people. ,
While I am a native of Kentucky and my baby
hood days were spent among those beautiful foot
hills along the Kentucky River, still I love Georgia,
my papa’s and mamma’s native state, just as well.
Wishing much success to your paper and sending
much love to the Young Southerners, I remain,
Your little friend,
Anita Thrasher.
Valdosta, Ga.
Dear Editor:—You kindly asked us what we
would like best to read about on “our” page. I
think it is pleasing for the boys and girls to tell of
their home and school life; of their friends and of
their plans for the future. When we hear of what
other young people are trying to do it helps us to
make our own plans.
I think I shall be a teacher when I grow up, and
I intend in every way that I can to prepare myself
to be a good one. My teacher is the sweetest, love
liest young lady I ever saw and I intend to be just
like her if I can. She is so patient and gentle and
kind, and she has the loveliest voice.
I wonder how many of the boys and girls are
thinking about getting ready for school. I shall be
glad for the time to come for. school to open as I
am anxious to resume my studies.
Since Albert Sidney Blackman wrote about Al
bert Sidney Johnston, I have been reading more
about him. I think he was a very brave man.
1 hope some one will write about the great men
or women of South Carolina and Tennessee, as my
mother is a South Carolinian and my lather a Ten
nesseean. 1 am myself a native of Georgia and I
think it is the greatest slate of all. allhom-h I love
my mother’s and father’s native states. I wonder
if any of our Georgia boys and gilds know that
sweet old poem, “The Red Old Hills of Georgia,”
I have learned it by heart.
I am afraid my letter will be too long, so I will
close.
Your true friend,
Margaret Ellen Moore.
Some Pictures From the Sheltering Arms
When talking to the little people on that prayer
of David’s, “Lord open thou mine eyes that I may
behold wondrous things out of thy law,” I asked
one of the small boys who had been down to the
coast, what he saw while there that most interested
him. In answer he told of a “billy goat that could
do stunts.” This created a ripple of laugmler all
around the circle much to the embarrassment and
confusion of the little man. But this same boy
when taking a walk with me some weeks after, call
ed my attention to a border bed in one of the (low
er gardens and said, “just look, how many dif
ferent kinds of leaves there are—different in color,
in shape, and in the markings.” I think that lit
tle boy is getting his eyes opened.
The Golden Age for August 30, 1906.
We had a talk on warfare once. I told them of
the methods and weapons used in the different
ages; then I spoke of the terrible evil of war.
“But,” I added, “boys we must be warriors after
all; what shall we take to fight with?”
There was a pause—then one boy remembered.
“We must take the lamp in the pitcher,” he said.
Some time before we had had a talk about Gideon’s
'band. The dear boy had learned a wonderful les
son. Have we? Do we in the army of God, fight
ing against sin, realize; that the weapon we need
is the “lamp in the pitcher”—the Holy Spirit in
our hearts and lives?
S. C. Oliver.
Humor In the Family.
Good humor is rightly reckoned a most valuable
aid to happy home life. An equally good and use
ful faculty is a sense of humor, or the capacity to
have a little amusement along with the humdrum
cares and work of life. We all know how it bright
ens up things generally to have a lively, witty com
panion who sees the ridiculous points of things, and
who can turn an annoyance into an occasion for
laughter. It does a great deal better to laugh over
some domestic mishaps than to cry or scold over
them. Many homes and lives are dull because they
are allowed to become so deeply impressed with a
sense of the cares and responsibilities of life as not
to recognize its bright, ami especially its mirthful,
side. Into such a household, good but dull, the ad
vent of a witty, humorous friend is like sunshine
on a cloudy day. While it is oppressive to hear per
sons constantly striving to say witty or funny
things, it is comfortable, seeing what a brightener
a little mirth is, to make an effort to have some at
home. It is well to turn off an impatient question
sometimes, and to regard it from a humorous point
of view, instead of becoming irritated about it.
“Wife, what is the reason I can never find a
clean shirt?” exclaimed a good but rather impatient
husband, after rummaging all through the wrong
drawer. His wife looked at him steadily for a mo
ment, halt inclined to be provoked, then, with a
comical look, she said:
“I never could guess conundrums; I give it up.”
Then they both laughed, and she went and gbt his
shirt, and he felt ashamed of himself and kissed her,
and then she felt happy; and so what might have
keen an occasion for unkind feelings and hard
words became just the contrary, all through the lit
tle vein ol humor that cropped out to the surface.
Some children have a peculiar faculty for giving
a humorous turn Io things when they are reproved.
11 is just, as well oftentimes to laugh things
to scold them off. Laughter is better than tears.
Let us have a little more of it at home.—Lutheran.
A Promising Pupil.—Fond mother (who is sure
the visitoi would like to hear her infant prodigy
on the violin): “.Johnnie is so far advanced that
now we can almost tell whether he is tuning or
playing.”—Punch.
Has Enough—“[ should think you would be am
bitious for political distinction.”
“No.” answered Mr. Cumrox, “I don’t care for
it. My daughter hrs studied painting and her pic
tures of me are funny enough without calling in
the aid of any professional cartoonist.” Washing-
ton Star.
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Ton will find it less easy to uproot faults than to
choke them by gaining virtues. Do net think of
your faults; still less of others’ faults; in every
person that comes near you, look for what is good
and strong; honor that, rejoice in it; and, as you
can, try to imitate it, and your faults drop off,
like dead leaves when their time comes.—John
Ruskin.