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FORMK N FOLKS I
FIRST QTI TH NFN HEAVEN.
God fills 1 :■< e '> i' heavens
with grandn. >th< l ' , wemusteome
day go up anti the?e dear
old souls, God will let us
go ujk -n d toll them of the results
their infiu’onc'-. Among our
first questions in Heaven will be.
Where is grandmother? They
will point her out, for we would
hardly know her ev-n if we had
seen her on eartli, so bent over
with years once, and now so
•freight, so demos eye through
the blinding of earthly tears, and
now her eye as dear as Heaven, so
full of aches and pains once, and
now so agile cith celestial health,
the wrinkles bloomi g into carna
tion roses, a d her step like the
roe on the mountains. Yes I must
see her my grandmother on my
fathers side Mary McCoy descend
ant of the Scotch. When I first
spoke to an audience in Glasgow,
Scotland and felt som-what dif
fident beinp a stranger I began by
telling them my gr ndmother was
& Scotch woman, and there went
up a shout of welcome whi . h made
me feel as easy as I do here sitting
in mv chair writing for the Hubt
ler. You must see those women
of the early nineteenth century
and the eighteenth century the
answer of whose prayers is in your
welfare to-day.
SWeEI' peas.
Among our most c lariuing fl w
ers are Sweet Peas ; rtill many tail
in their cultivation. 1 never saw
finer apeninieus than those raised
bv a dear little woman in King
•ton. Her pleasure i" r lining them
geemed to be iu hav ng them t<
to her friends.
She plants the seed in the spring
as goon a* ihe g nund i# soft
dLnough to work, but plants them
deep—from six to eight iuch-s.
She put hereout last December, as
ihe ground was Boft nnd easily
worked ; but then put them in t'*n
inches deep She has used bushes
fortraining them, then the vine
finds each lit’le twig ; but the pret
tiest of all is wiregtuae or lattice,
the kind wi’h large u eshes as
large as the bottom of a cup or
larger; the kind usi d by many for
thicken yards also is much used
fir vines instead of wooden trel
] sea The plnut makes a perfect
A ud beautiful mat.
WHY SHE THOUGHT SO •
An exchange reports a 1 ittle seem
vhich, it me < harolv be said, did
nit occur in the new Hustler of
eIoME duilding
Avery pretty young woman eute
<-1 the -oi tor’s room wll h a delicate
Hush on her face.
I suppose you dont care for
poetry here, do you? 1 she inquired
•'No.’’ Baid the editor, diplomat
ics! y.“ 1 can't say we do. I guess
el as much from the verse you
publit-bed. she rej< iued. And she
went out.
HINTS FOR MOTHERS
I have two children whom others
c .11 bright and pretty, and uatur
i ly I am not the one to contra
diet that statement. I knew noth
ing about the care of children un
'il my own home was made happy
~ ,d blessed by their presence
; bindingiha< what experience hai
eight me may aid some auxiou'*
oung mother, I m few or
I , things necessary to keep baby
well. For colic, deny yourself acid
toods and beans for a few months.
< ive little medicine.
Regulate the bowels. Keep the
’ y warm, Supply fresh air and
l_ ve a daily bath. Use common
- .so ;i« nursing; have regular
I • urs if posssble Din’t nurse too
-fton; a delicate child may need
nurse more often than a strong
ou ‘,as it takes 'lore.
.he best and easiest way to
i aka child ,of frequent nursing
e io allow a third p-rson to amuse
i r hen it gets restless for dinner.
I mother reminds it of its food.
If atrouga little crying will hurt
ji less <1 an inuigebtion and pain
IHE HUSTLER OF ROME, SUNDAY NOVEMBER, 11 IL
" nen weaned, give plenty of
xhobome food at meal times, and
between men Is « baked apple era
little milk gruel or clear soup, nnd
when two years old many of the
fresh fruits and vegetal.lm, also
tender meat. When three years old,
a hearty meal at meal times shou'd
answer.
Don't allow it to play in water.
Give barley water for looseness,
and avoid prunes or oatm^a 1 . For
constipation give plenty of prunes
and oatmeal strained, milk and
a little btigar ; rub gently the abdo
men with olive oil occasionally, at
eight.
For a child over a year, a small
part of pure glycerine suppository
or an occasional warm water injec
tion is a help to constipation.
Av id dependence on either; try to
regulate bv careful and suitable
diet. Watch results. Lastly, remem
ber no one can fill a mother s place
though the highest wages may be
paid. Na one can fill a fathers place
iu the heart and training of his lit
tle ones if he neglect his dutv. No
one can ble»s them as He who said ;
“Feed u y lambs ”
DESIRABLE IGNORANCE.
ft is a very good thing to know
how to swim, but a bad thing to be
reckless as a result of the accom
plishment. At a riverside picnic not
long ago some youn? men a-«ked a la
dy to go out with them in a boat
Come vn! they called. There is not
a partie'e of danger.
Vi el', the lady Baid. I suppi se you
all know how to swim?
The young men weie compelled to
confess that none of them could
swim.
Ob well, said the lady, In that case
T go with yon. It none of you
can swi.ii, you will be careful.
She entered their boat, quite con
fident that they would not tip it, nor
rock it, nor pi»y «nv of the jokes
which foolish boys O letimes p'ay on
the water, because we can swim, you
know.
HER TWO BOYS.
A reporter for the Chicago Tri
bune describes what he calls “a
domestic drama, witnessed on a
Michigan Central train the other
day. A ta’l, fine-looking man and
a handsomely dressed woman sat
just in front of a plainly dressed,
lady of perhaps seven
ty y’ears. Once in a while—pretty
often—the man turned and made
some remark to the elderly woman
whom he called mother, and whose
eyes showed that she was proud
and fond of her son. The younger
woman, his wife, seemed some
what less cordial, but she, too,
once in a while turned and dropped
a word or two.
By and by the porter announced
that dinner was ready in the din
ing-car, and the young man said:
Well, mother, Emma and I go
now and get a dinner. You know
she meds something warn. You
have brought your luncheon, I no
tice, and I will send you in a cup
of tea.
After thb couple had gone
“mother” sat looking out of the
window, in deep thought, appar
ently, and perhaps not altogether
'happy. Finally she reached under
he seat and brought out a little
worn, black ba«ket, and began fin
gering the ribbon with which it
was tied *
Just then the train stopped at a
station, the door was flung open
and a cheery faced man stepped in
side’ He looked eagerly up and
down the car, and his glance fell
upon the old lady.
Mother! he cried.
John my John! answered the
lady, and the two were clasped in a
loving embrace.
Where are Frank and Emma? he
demanded.
They have gone in the dining
car. Emma isnt strong you know
and has to have a hot dinner.
This last remark she repeated in
answer to a look in Johns eyes.
And you dont want anydinner I
suppose? His eves fell up<>n the
basket. He mustnthurt his moth
ers feelings and he checked h’m
self.
Aren’t you glad to see me? be
said. Aren’t you surprised?! found
I could meet you here instead of
waiting till you reached Chicago.
And say, mother, isn’t that the
same basket that Frank end I used
to carry to school? Yes thought so.
By this time there wai a smile
on the mother’s sweet face
Well, Baid John I’m pretty hun
gry. Suppose we keep this for sup
per and you come with me and g'-t
a good hot dinner. No ;no ftxouaei
As they left the car the ytr.et 'lie
other couple.
How do you, Emma? Mother
and I are going iu to dinner.
At Chicago the people who hsd
seen all this saw a handsome young
man, with a tittle black basket on
his arm tenderly assitinz a sweet
faced old lady through the crowd
to a edrrieg i. As for the othercou
pie, nobody seemed to have any
eyed for them.
A DARLING LITTLE DUNCE.
Sbedid not. look at all like a dunce
he sit on the lowest step of sea |
the house that the workmen were £ ~
isbing on the inside,
I wonder whose house it was to b
and I fancied that the little girl mighs
know.
Can you tell me who is building
this house? I asked.
Oh, my papa, she said, looking
ii t> my face with the brightest bh e
eyes 1 ever saw.
And who is papa? I asked,
“Why, he’s papa! she said, with
loving emphasis.
Yes, but what is your papa’s
name?
His name is papa.
But what do other people call
him? I urged. They say Mr.—
what?
I —don’t —know, a little cloud
coming over the sunny face.
Can’t you recollect what strang
ers call your papa, gentlemen who
ask you if he is at home? Don’t
they ever ask you that?
Oh yes; they say is your papa
at home?
Well what is y< ur ntme?lask
ed, thinking I might now find out
what I wanted to know.
Celeste, was the answer.
Celeste whai ?
Celeste Rosabel Marguerite
That's enough isn’t it? Mama says
I have almost as many names a« a
princess.
Just as I was turning away a
girl of about 8 years ran out !r >m
a house opposite.
There's Bessie 1 P'rap’s Bha’ll
know. Bessie! Bes-sie!
And Bessie came.
Bessie what is papas other name
besides papa?
Why Mr. Griffith of course. What
a little dunce you are?
Am I a dunce? and the blue eyes
filled with tears.
You are a darling, I whispered,
taking the sweet upturned face b' -
twean my hauds at d kissing it. ,
Then the blue eyes smiled again
and the dimples danced back to
their place and I continued on my
way down town.
ft SKETCH
The mid-night hours, Silent e'
reigns supreme. A cheerful fire
burns in my grate. Streaming
through the half closed blinds is
the mellow rays from the lovely
“Queen of Night.” The lonely
“tick tick” of my watch indicates
the seconds as they pass into the
eternity forever gone. My room
mate has long since entered the
golden gate to “Dreamland.” I sit
in deep meditation. My mind wan
ders back to cherished scenes and
faces of the long ago. Oh! how
natural they look. If the lips
could speak again. Some one bends
over me. I cast my ‘eyes upward.
It is my precious mother. How
sweet her smile; how loving her
voice; how tender her touch.
No doubt she now thinks of her
absent boy. I strain my eyes to
catch another smile, but alas! she
has disappeared. Another Joved
face appears, oh; but it-looks so
sad, so different from what it did .
I
when last I looked into the deep
brown eyes. Be gone, I cannot see ,
thee longer. And now before me
stands in queen-like array, one
whose presence thrills my being
with joy, and sets in time every
tender cord of the heart and soul.
Do not depart. Linger for a little
while for I am sad and lonely.
Hush. What is that? The clock
from the city tower is announcing
the hour of twelve. Farewell sweet
memories till anotherjtime. .
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