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Rev. J. L. Drake
Herbert Summers
A. D. Summers
Gailey Summers
Mr. and Mrs. J. B. Robins
Dr. Parish Smith
Mr. and Mrs. James Mann
Frank Morris
Susie Lee Plunkett
Lillian Plunkett
Harry Hugh Langford
H. C. Cowan
MOTHER’S DAY
THE ROCKDALE RECORD. CONYERS. GEORGIA
Q WOTHER-MY LOVE, if you'll give me
Anil go where 1 uk you to wander,
* ( 0 I will lead you away to a beautiful land—
W The Dreamland that's waiting out yonder.
\ A Wtok -< We’ll walk in a sweet posie garden out there
EM , V / 5 IML Where moonlight and starlight are streaming,
WMSfe. V t And the llowcrs and birds are Idling the air
With fragrance and music ol dreaming.
yM There'll be no little tired-out boy to undress,
4# No (paestions or cares to perplex you;
- fc'i * There’ll be no little bruisesorbunips to caress,
WT*- ?■:' ' frl Nor patching of stockings to vex you.
gp jj For I’ll rock you away on r. silver-dew stream,
' rfjSr’Jtf. Anil sing you asleep when you re weary,
y|L And no one shall knowof our beautiful dream,
> But you and your own little dearie.
-,3 Jp H And when lam tired I’ll nestle my head
VW , ' > " In the bosom that’s soothed me so ollen,
k: , , - And the wide-awake stars shall sing in my stead
'■*ik A song which our dreaming shall soften,
■ So Mothcr-My-Love, let me take your dear
*/“* And away through the starlight we’ll wander—
ffc* Away through the mist to the beautiful land—
*•.„ f * ,e Dreamland that’s waiting out yonder!
R —Eugene Field
Mothers Idolized
by the Famous
Pages of History Full of
Glowing Tributes to
“Mother” Made by
Great Women
and Men.
Men and women have laid the best
and supreme efforts and fruits of
their careers as tributes at the feet
of their mothers.
The Roman orator declared, "The
empire is at the tireside.” Mohammed
said, "Paradise is at the feet of moth
ers.” A Scotch saying has it that an
ounce of mother is worth more than
a pound of clergy. Benjamin Frank
lin's love and devotion to his mother
Is axiomatic. lie not only thought of
her, hut gave concrete expression to
those thoughts, when he sent her a
“moidore,” a gold piece worth $0 “to
ward chaise hire, that you may ride
warm to meetings during the win
ter.”
Whistler's Great Picture.
That erratic genius, who quarreled
with his patrons, sometimes repudi
ated his birthplace, antagonized crit
ics and friends alike, James Mc-
Neill Whistler, painted a beautiful
and tender picture called the “Por
trait of (lie Painter’s Mother.” Among
all of his brilliant and delicate works,
this picture is probably the best
known.
This man in his devotion to his
mother forgot to he a cynic, and be
came a loving son. One critic states
that, in this picture, a harmony in
gray and black, the artist undoubted
ly touched the highest point of ex
cellence. This portrait of his mother
as an old lady in the calm and se
rene dignity of age has brought tears
of sweet remembrance to the eyes of
many a man and woman. He has de
picted her as an old woman, in a black
gown, with a white cap, sitting at
case, with quiet hands, waiting and
thinking.
Asa white candle
In a holy place,
So is the beauty
Of an aged face.
England’s best-known short story
writer, a witty reconteur, whose prose
Mother
If I could mail, it on the sands cf time
Or write it on the sky of every clime,
This would I write, and write in bald
est hand
That all the world might see and un
derstand.
That far and wide, there could not be
another
So fine, so sweet, so wondei-ful as
MOTHER.
Is brilliant, sometimes satirical and
scintillating, dedicated one of the
earlier of his volumes of short stories
J ‘To the Wittiest Woman in India”—
his mother. This hook contained a
tale which Cyril Falls, one of Mr.
Kipling's critics, calls “one of the
best short stories ever written”;
which Is fulsome praise enough!
Mr. and Mrs. Harry White
whose discipline contributes to the
strengthening and enrichment of char
acter inevitably produces impairment
of domestic felicity.
Mother’s Sunday compels us to think
more definitely of those fundamental
things that constitute the strength and
Sanctity of home life. It is demon
strable that the homes of a nation
have the power of making or unmak
ing it. They either exalt its standards
or debase them. They either con
tribute to the wholesomeness of our
social life or they gravely impair it.
Indeed the home standards affect for
good or ill every phase of our cor
porate life. No home liveth to itself.
We are living in an age in which the
duties and privileges of women have
been infinitely broadened. They are
equal sharers with the men of the na
tion in its large concerns and oppor
tunities. They have to do with the
making of policies and the shaping of
national ideals. All tills should make
for greater refinement and wliosesome
ness in all that concerns our well
being.
Mother's Responsibilities.
If these new privileges and oppor
tunities detract in any wise from the
high claims and responsibilities that
peculiarly belong to mother life and
mother influence, they must ultimately
work disaster. No social occupations,
no indulgence in those tilings that con
cern tlie state and the nation, may be
substituted for those holier responsi
bilities that have to do with home and
family life. The greatest trust that
God has committed to His children is
that which is given to the mother of
the household. She, more than all
others, determines the moral worth
and strength of our domestic and so
cial life. To her hands is given the
incomparable privilege of shaping the
characters of her children. The moral
and spiritual ideals of the nation, as a
whole, are largely determined by its
mothers.
The Savior’s Mother.
Little as we know of that simple
home in which the child Jesus was
reared, sufficient is told us to indicate
His mother’s influence as well as her
understanding sympathy. She, above
alt others, discerned the high and holy
purpose of His ministry. With pro
phetic instinct she saw from His earli
est days what no other eye could dis
cern.
Poets and painters have exhausted
their genius in portraying this sacred
relationship. The modern mother may
find in this lowly home at Nazareth
an ideal of transcendent loveliness.
We may change our customs and our
ways of living, but we dare not lower
those high and holy standards that
give to the mother the sovereign place
to which by divine sanction she was
appointed. She must continue to be
the guardian of a nation’s character.
High and Holy Day
Mother’s day, and its proper ob
servance, means more than a mere
gesture. It is legally required that
every person shall associate the love
of mother, whether living or passed,
witli the love of country. It is a day
set aside for concentration upon the
ideals of home and the ideals of our
institutions of government. A good
home stands for good citizenship, and
the home is made by the mother.
Rev. J. R. Jordan
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