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S there such a thing as a mother
being confronted with a problem?
Why she is demanding the right of
franchise, and declaring that for
10, these many decades, her rights
and privileges have been denied
her, and that she is entitled to
have an equal part, with the hus
band and father, in the affairs of
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her country. She declares that were women
allowed the privilege of voting, politics would
be freed from spot or blemish; that America
would witness a new era of “equal rights to
all and special privileges to none,” also peace
would reign from shore to shore, and every
body would be as happy as was Adam when he
awoke from his lonely slumbers, and beheld,
for the first time, the most glorious handiwork
of God —woman.
Certainly America would witness a new
era, very new. No doubt, there would in one
sense be equal rights, so far as just the ballot
would be concerned, but what about the home
which is the glory of earth and the greatest
church and school of the nation. Who, then,
will rule the world? Not the hand that rocks
the cradle, for it is left unrocked. Who, then,
will fashion the character of America’s future
statesmen, and who will rear for them a lov
ing wife? Mother is exercising her rights in
governmental and commercial affairs, and
children go uncared for. Is not this the case to
day? In a great many instances, yes. Not
altogether on account of the ballot box, but
various other reasons, and it is this neglect
of the home in all the high and pure things,
that has caused the laxity of the ballot box.
No doubt “peace would her olive wand ex-
MRS. GILREATH A WISE CHOICE.
An Appreciation by Margaret Beverly Upshaw.
The W. C. T. U. does all things well. But
wisdom has been doubly justified of her chil
dren in their latest achievement in Georgia.
And that is the selection of Mrs. Lem Gilreath,
of Cartersville, to travel widely over the State
organizing new Unions and stimulating those
already in existence. In addition to the regu
lar departmental work of the Woman’s Chris
tian Temperance Union, Mrs. Gilreath has
also consented to add a new note to the work
by inserting evangelism and motherhood cul
ture.
It has been my great joy and boon to claim
this noble woman as friend for several years,
and without hesitation I count her as one of
the most consecrated and cultured women
with wdiom I have ever touched lives. And as
a mother, she wears her sweetest and most be
coming crown. Four sons look solely to her
for guidance, and she has indeed, through
prayer and perseverance, been to them a tower
of strength and an unfailing volume of coun
sel and common sense.
The plan as outlined by the Woman’s Chris
tian Temperance Union, is to have Mrs. Gil
reath go into the various sections of the State,
remaining several days, conducting a series
of wholesome services along the lines that ap
pear to be most needed. In this way she will
be able to accomplish for the many communi
ties, as well as the W. C. T. U., as an organiza
tion, vastly more good than could ever be
done through the old method of holding one
grand rally service, and then having the
“Booster” depart before a sure foundation had
been established.
I bespeak for Mrs. Gilreath the warm sup
port and co-operation ! of the loyal workers all
over the State, and earnestly solicit for her
MOTHER’S PROBLEM
THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A LIE
The Golden Age for November 7, 1912.
tend,” for man would stay at home and there
would be nobody to contend with. So much
for mother’s ability, but what about the prob
lem? What about mother’s daughter? With
whom is she associated? Whose company does
she accept to the social and the party?
It is surprising to behold the way in which
young ladies conduct themselves. Far dif
ferent from that of years ago. Those good
old ways of even a quarter of a century past
are fiercely out of date. We live in the age
of up-to-date fashion and fastness. What is
the prevailing thought of the average girl of
today? The style of the latest Parisian gown
and bonnet, and the week's entertainments, to
say nothing of the arrival of the up-to-date and
popular society dude. What about the popu
larity of the prominent member of the Young
Men’s Sunday School class, or the president
of the Baraca class? Is he considered as a
striking young man? Not considered at all.
much less striking. Are the majority of the
maids of today interested in the young man
of this type? No. Why? Because he isn’t
cute and witty, he isn’t a “sport.” he don’t
“blow his money,” and is therefore not so en
tertaining.
Now ? may 1 pause to drop this thought. It
is not the purpose of the writer to exaggerate,
but to present, in a very simple way, nothing
save authenticated truths. Truths which are
worthy of a just and impartial consideration
from mothers and fathers. Neither is it the
hope that your attention be charmed by a com
position of well rounded rhetorical sentences',
or a presentation of new ideas. But the pur
nose is meant as a reminder of already estab
lished thoughts and ideas.
the ear of the general public as well. She is
truly one of “God’s noble women,” and will
carry blessing and balm to many troubled
hearts and homes.
May God so guide and direct her itinerary
that she may be able to speak “EPHRHATHA”
throughout the State to souls whose doors are
now barred by wanton ignorance and selfish
sin.
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By J. E. TOMLINSON
Mother, by whom do you allow your daugh
ter to be escorted to the social, the theater,
or the evening church service? Who calls on
her in your home. You certainly must be un
aware of the danger surrounding her. Sure
ly you are mistaken, or unconscious of the fact
that a victim of rum, a cigarette fiend, a dope
drinker, or a poker player, is being welcomed
into your home to see your fair daughter and
oftener than not, he is not only one but all of
them. Why is it that she accepts his com
pany? Simply that she may be popular. Popu
larity today is, as Longfellow said long ago,
“a false light on the shore of our nation.”
It is a Siren singing its striking, though dis
appointing lays, and accomplishing its mission
of wrecking lives upon the rocks of temptation.
And, if your girl goes wrong, or your son goes
wrong, you and not they, are to blame.
Now, having briefly attempted to renew
these already discussed thoughts, discussed
often and over again by capable and reverend
minds, I may ask and answer the question of,
“What is the problem?”
The problem—Mother’s problem—is this:
Why does she allow these things? Also, I
might call it the nation’s problem if a broader
sense is needed. The answer may be given
in an already stated sentence: “The desire for
popularity.”
If your sons are trained right in the home,
they will vote right, and if your daughters are
trained right, they will train more sons and
daughters aright.
The Home Problem, dear mothers is the
problem you should be studying today for it
and you are losing your influence.
THE PHILOSOPHER AND THE EDITOR.
“The matter of newspaper subscription,”
says the Kansas City Star man, “reminds an
editor of the Greek philosopher whose poverty
began to pinch him. One of his friends sent
word to the men of the city that each should
take a certain kind of wine and on a certain
day go to the philosopher’s house and pour
the wine into an empty vat. And so they did,
but each thought that one bottle of water
would not be noticed in so much wine, and the
vat was filled with water. Thus the philosopher
recived no aid. It is somewhat that way
with subscriptions. One fellow thinks he
owes only a small amount and so neglects to
pay it. The other fellow thinks the same and
the editor fares almost as well as the philos
opher.—Frank L. Stanton, in Atlanta Consti
tution.
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