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THE BABY
' "She is a little hindering thing,"
The mother said,
• "1 do not have an hour of peace
Till she's in bed.
"She clings unto my hand and gown
And follows me
About the house from room to room,
Talks constantly.
"She is a bundle full of nerves,
And wilful ways ,
' She does not sleep full sound at night
'Scarce any days.
"She doesn't like to hear the wind,
The dark she fears,
-And piteously she calls to me
To wipe her tears.
' "She is a little hindering thing,"
The mother said,
"But still she is my 'wine of life,
My daily bread."
' The children what a load of care
Their coming brings:
':But, oh, the grief when God .doth
stoop
To give thein wings!
—From English Lavender.
MOTHER 0' MINE
(Continued from last week)
"When my little child eame, my heart
seemed to bo set at 'liberty. It ov-
erflowed all 'its accustomed banks.
'.The current was se strong I fancied
"that love would tide me through any
number of small waywardnesses. I
• did not think I should ever. need
"grace" to bring up my darling.
But a day arrived when my streams
ran dry, and it was then that I re-
membered you, and, following in your
footsteps, found the continual Supply
But Babyhood and 'Childhood do•
not nearly make up the bounds of
your dominion.
I fancy that the really critical time
is "when the brook and river meet."
What heavenly tact and wisdom
mothers need in dealing with this.
period of growing pains!
"Mother, you don't understand!"
I remember saying that!
The thoughts of youth are long,
long thoughts, and they make this
mistake: they fancy that no one else
has ever thought so far before,
"How can this quiet little Mother
of mine" --this is how youth rea-
sons—"know anything about the vast
speculations which stir my being?
How can she—absorbed as she is in
the calm, prosaic, business side of
life—elitnb up to my high and holy
hill? Her way of looking at things
is hopelessly old-fashioned, I cannot
even discuss nay most wistful
thoughts with her."
And then—then — the inevitable
Happens! The magic casement op-
ens . . , and First Love steps in.
You and I remember it, Mother, do
we not?
T know now—+what I did not guess
then --that it must have hurt you, to
know that a comparative stranger
was invited to sit in the Confidential
Chair. That place, which your gen,
tle, faithful spirit had occupied so
long, was yours no longer. You, who
bad never failed, had to make way
for one, who—lalasl—could not be
expected to possess the stability
which experience alone can confer.
Mother, how gracefully you ab-
dicated!
I submit that it is to the glory and
honour of all good mothers when
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Edited by
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NERVOUSNESS
We are born with certain instincts
-which, if they were allowed to gov-
ern our conduct, would soon bring us
into conflict with the established
standards of social behaviour, most
of which we, individually, will have
accepted. Unconsciously, there- is
going on within us a constant con-
flict as between our instincts and
these standards. The. individual who
snakes a satisfactory "adjustment be-
tween' the two and finds:a'personally
satisfying and socially acceptable
outlet of expression for his instinc-
tive drives, has mental' health. Fail -
tire to resolve the Conflict in a sat-
isfactory manner leads' to mental eon--
? flicts which express themselves in
• actions and behaviour of a kind that
is commonly known as nervous bel.
' haviour, or -nervousness.
Nervousness ' takes . many forms,
• one of which' is neurasthenia. • Fat-
'
ague is a prominent symptom. The
slightest' exertion causes fatigue the
morning'flndsthe 'sufferer more tired
.-than when' he went to bed. There is
•,difficiilty in concentrating attention,
which: means that it is hard to 'get
work: finished. This, in turn, leads to
Worry and to irritability, expressed
in outbursts of anger or tears.
Worries and fear's can be run a-
• way from, or suppressed for the time
t being if the individual becomes ill,
for noone, and certainly not the
• sick man himself, expects • that a
sick man will do his work or deal
with problems. Illness is an escape,
aiid the . neuraesthenic unconsciously
' begins'•to 'develop: pains, aches and
other 'symptoms associated with phy-
,,sical 'disease. The symptoms are
not imaginary; they are very real,
but their cause lies in the mental, not
the physical life of the individual.
Mental health and physical health are
closely reldted, and any disturbance
of the mental or emotional side of
the body may express itself in physi-
cal changes.
Neurasthenia varies is . severity
from mere fatigue and inability to
sleep, to a condition of well-develop-
ed fears and severe physical prostra-
tion, what is called a nervous' break
down, or nervous exhaustion. Nei-
ther our nerves nor our brains be-
come exhausted from work. An ex-
hausting physical illness, or a sudden
and severe mental shock may be im-
portant factors in, the development
of neurasthenia, but in the vast ma-
jority of cases, the condition grows
out of mental conflicts. . There is no
such thing as "shell -shock:" in the.
ordinary sense of the words; the
symptoms of shell-ehoek express an
involuntary mental conflict' between
the instinct of self-preservation and
the accepted standard o{ duty.
Neurasthenia does not develop in
the individual 'in whom good mental
habits are established in childhood.
Treatment consists in the sufferer's'
gaining an understanding of himself'
and es to why he reacts in the way
he does to certain situations, With
that knowledge and under' proper
guidance, he can work out a satis-
factory adjustment to the world in
which he finds himself.
Questions .concerning Health, ad-
dressed to the Canadian Medical As-
sociation, ;184 College Street, Toron-
to, will be answered personally by
letter.
they quietly abdicate infavour of
First Love,
If only all Mothers could he as wise
as you werewe should not read such'.
sad, and often shocking, cones in the
newspapers. There would be fewer
rebellious daughters, and less heart-
breaking evidence in the law courts.
I put it on record that you always
left your heart's door ajar. But, oh,
you were wise, dear +11/other! You did
not stand there, with tearful eyes
„sorrowful smile, beckoning the back
to the old haven. No. You waited,
patiently, sensibly. If I approached
the threshold, you let me come, just
as far as I wished,. but no farther.
How I love you for that! And
you had your reward; for there carie
a day when I •opened my door widely,
and I asked you to come ink
I ]aid bare all my treasure. My
hopes, my fears, my misgivings, a
nd
the wild, almost unbearable longings
which come, following in the train of
First Love.
I told you everything. And I can,,
this very day, feel again the sense of
peace and healing which came to me
from the fact that you knew; and
that you were not ashamed, nor an-
gry.
I had the earthly love, and the Di-
vine, packed up into separate little
air -tight compartments. One was
secular, the other sacred so I thought;
and I even fancied that this great
thing which had come to me was
somewhat of an outrage in the' sight
of the Heavenly Lover.
But, you said, it was God's gift to
me. You said that the "feeling," a-.
bout which I was so sensitive and
half ashamed, was God's way of mak-
ing
aking me understand His own love for
this world. Once more, it was the.
learning how to love that mattered,
not simply the gratifying of that
wonderful desire.
You said that the longing was go-
ing to develop things which would
make a woman of me; and that my
part was merely to sit still and see
how the matter would fall.
The text you gave the was this:
"No good thing will He withhold
Care of Children
Household Economics
from them that walk uprightly."
I wish that every mother might,
take a leaf out of your book. I trem-
ble to think what might have happen-
ed to me if you had laughed at me, or
had been angry with me. But not
You bound me to you with a three-
fold cord.
Quietly and serenely happy in my
married life, I look back at that inv.
pulsive and emotional girl, : and I
thank God for the Gospel according
to Mother. •
And what more shall I say? Life is
composed of ups and downs, shadow
and shine, sun and rain. The thought
of you has helped me through many
a long day. The desire to please you
has spurred nie to many an effort.
Often, when I have been trying to
tell some perplexed and troubled soul
about the love ofJesus, esus I have recal-
led some little homely tale about you
=•some loving ministry of yours,
which has helped me inmy childhood,
youth,' or middle -age --band I have
been able, so confidently, to press
home the application:
"As one whom his mother comfort-
eth, so will I comfort you."
I have considered - thoughtfully
those two mothers—Mother Eve and
Mother Mary.
And I worship the Almighty and
compassionate Lord Who allowed
the first woman to become a •mother,
so that, outlawed from Eden, she
might find comfort in dimpled arms
and dancing feet.
And.I love the Princely Giver, Who
gave His Only Begotten into the
arms of a human mother.
Wliat a glory, then, God has put
upon .Motherhood! What tremendous
value He sets upon all that a mother
can be, and can dol, She has an ev-
er -widening circle of influence, which
may reach to the very ends of the
earth -and farther.
I see it so clearly now. But I
think I never should have done so,
Mother, but for your simple upas,
suiting faith, which not only soared
to the heavens upon occasion, but al-
so reached down to the level of "ev-
ery
ec.ery day's most quiet need."
"THE LIFE
OF ; SUR LORD"
by
• Charles Dickens
CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH —
Part Three
After that time, Jesus Christ was
seen by five hundredof his followers
at once, and He remained with
others of them forty days, teaching
them, and instructing them to go
forth into the world, and preach His
gospel and religion; not minding
what wicked then might do to them.
And conducting his disciples at last
out of Jerusalem as far as Bethany,
he blessed thein, and ascended in a
cloud to Heaven, and took His place
at the right hand of God. And while
they gazed into the bright blue sky
where 13.lie had vanished, two white -
robed angels appeared among them,
and told them that as they had seen
Christ ascend to Heaven, 1 -le would
one day come descending from it, to
judge the World.
When Christ was seen no more,
the Apostles began to teach the Peo,
ple as HIe had commanded them. And
having chosen a new apostle, named
Matthias, to replace the wicked
Judas, they wandered into all coun-
tries, telling the People of Christ's
Life and Death -and of His Cruci-
fixion and Resurrection -and of the
Lessons He had taught—and baptiz-
ing them in Christ's name, And
through the power He had given them
they healed the sick, and gave sight
to the Blind, and speech to the Dumb,
and Hearing to -the Deaf, as he had
done. And Peter being thrown into
Prison, was delivered from it, in the
dead of; night by an angel; and once,
his words before Gocl caused a man
named Ananias, and his wife Sapp-
hire, who had told a lie, to be struck
down dead, upon the Earth.
Wherever they went, they were
Persecuted and cruelly treated; and
one man named Saul. who had held
the clothes of some barbarous' per-
sons who pelted one of the Christians
named Stephen, to death with stones,
was• always " active in doing . the
harm. Bat God turned Saul's heart
afterwards; for as he was travelling
to Damascus to, find out some Christ-
ians who were there, and drag them
to prison, there shone 'about him • a
great light from Heaven; a voice
cried, "Saul, Saul, whypersecutest
thou me!" and he was struck down
from his horse, by an invisible hand,
in sight of all the guards and soldiers
who were riding with him. When
they raised him, they found that he
was blind; and so he remained, for
Mother o' Mine, I thank God upon I pray,that thus my child shall think
every remembrance of you! And, of me." .
• "On my knee—REBEKAH.
THIS MODEST CORNER IS DEDICATED
TO THE POETS
Here They Will Sing You Their Songs -Sometimes
Gay, Sometimes Sad— But Always Helpful
and Ins pining•
THE SONG IN THE RAIN
I heard a blackbird in the rain
Singing his song of love,
And the sound of that mad and glad
refrain
Brought back my Faith that above,
There is God.
Witty else would a blackbird sing?
I saw a flower in the rain
Lift up its head anew,
And the scent it spread as it breath-
ed again
Ref±eshed my 'heart -and I knew
There is God.
How else could a flower live?
Ruth S. Hardie, in The Scotsman,
SILENT PLACES
The heart has need of quiet times,
some place
Where • it may rest beyond the
throbbing race
Of mart and town,—
Green pastures, where the soul sees
visions new,
The rhythm of needs, the coolness of
the clew
As dark slips down;
A mountain' rising purple
night,
A. blissful brook that sings
clear delight
• June's interlude;
three days, neither eating nor drink-
ing, until one of the Christians (sent
to him by an angel for that purpose)
restored his sight in the name of.
Jesus Christ. After which, he be-,
carate a Christian, and preached, and
taught, and believed, with the Apos-
tles, and did great service.
They took the name of Christians
from Our Saviour Christ, and car-
ried Crosses as their sign , because
upon a Cross Ho had suffered Death.
The Religions that were then in the
world were false and brutal, and
encouraged men to violence. Beasts,
and even men, were killed in the
Churches, in the belief that the smell
of their blood was pleasant to the
Gods—there were supopsed to be -a
great many Gods --and many most
cruel and disgusting ceremonies pre -
trailed. Yet, for all this, and though
the Christian Religion was such a
true, and kind, and good one, the
priests of the old Religions long per.,
suaded the people to do all possible'
hurt to the Christians; . and Christ-
ians were hanged, beheaded, burnt,
buried alive, and devoured in Theat-
res by Wild Beasts for the public a-
musement, during many years. Noth,
ing would silence them, or terrify
them though; for they knew that if
they did their duty, they would go
to Heaven. So thousands upon
thousands of Christians sprung up
and taught the people and were
cruelly killed, and were succeeded by
,other Christians, until the. Religion
gradually became the great religion
of .the World..
'Remember(—It is C'hrisianity to do
Goodalways--even to, those who' do
evil to us,' It is Christianity to. love
our neighbour as ourself, and to do
to all men as we would have them.
Do to us. • It is Christianity to be
gentle, rcer'ciful, and forgiving, and
to keep those qualities quiet in our
own hearts,' and never )rake a boast.
of them, or of our prayers, or of our
love of, God, but always to shew that
we love IIim by humbly.trying to do
right in everything. If we do this,
and remember the fife and lessons of
Our Lord Jesus Christ, and try to
act up to them we may confidently
hope that God will forgive as our
sins and mistakes, and enable 115 to
live and die in Peace.
,THE END,
(Copyright for North and South
America, 1984,, by United Feature
Syndicate, Inc.; all rights, reserved.)
in the
with
Shell moves to rose of deepest hue
Under the sun's vast golden light.
Each flower has had her morning
look,
As Mother's fingers reached to
touch
Their loveliness in leafy nook—
Her prayer—"Oh, thank you, Lord,
so much."
A road with drowsy bees and lupines
lace,
A cloister lake, where ",Luna sees
her face,
Sweet solitude!
—Herren Slack Wickenden, in
The Montreal Star.
*
MORNING
With soft mists clinging to her hair,
And eyes all dewy bright,
Sweet morning, from the hill top
fair,
Dispels tho gloom of night.
She pauses there, a vision bright,
Then hurries down the hill,
And leaves the glory of her light
A -shining in the rill.
Slie treads the earth with rosy feet
And wakes each sleeping flower
And whispers to the song -birds sweet
"It is the: morning hour."
She gently wakes the little breeze.
To scatter warmth around,
And smiles her way among the trees,
Till all with gold are crowned.
The mists slip gently from her hair,
And softly fade away;
And scattering sunshine everywhere
She drives the clouds away.
She smiles through hours that swift-
ly fly,
And when her smile grows cold
She hides herself within the sky,
%r'apped round with veils of gold,
—Arnie Blundell Sims.
'AFTER RAIN
The rain has ceased; the air is very
still
And fragrant with the breath of vir-
gin leaves
And opening buds. The trees are
stamped in ,black
On the, cool sapphire of the clearing
slcy,
The vivid emerald of the new -washed
grass
Is flecked with bluettes and wild' vio-
lets;
Great crystal raindrops gleam like
diamonds
From spider webs of silver filigree,
The air is vibrant with' the whir of
wings--,
-
A' pair of cardinals, twin streaks of
Flash in and out among the topmost
boughs'.
Of an cottonwood above the lake;
And from a grove. of locusts on the
hill
A mocking bird pours out his heart
in song! •
—Lena Whittaker Blakeney.
*Xe * *
Frail climbing trumpets fluting o'er
The dim, pool place where Mother
sings,
In' listening marvel, by her door,
Each lovely morning-glory swings.
Deep purple tones to subtle blue,
And faintest pink drifts into white;'
•
MOTHER'S MORNING GLORY
I pause to keep this tenderness—
1 did not witness—yet know well—
This bond of golden slenderness
That flowers, 'sky and sun could
tell.
Then she, whose morning face I love,
Conies swift and eager at my, call,
And smiles, with swaying vines a-
bove,
The sweetest flower of them all.
—Amy Campbell, in the New Out-
look.
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TREES
In the Garden of Eden, planted by
God,
There were • goodly trees in the
springing sod—•
Trees of beauty and height and grace
To stand in splendor before his face.
Apple and hickory, ash and pear,
Oak and beeth and the tulip rare,
Tho trembling aspen, the noble pine,
The sweeping elm by the river line;
Trees for the birds to build and sing,
And the lilac tree for a joy in the
spring;
Treesto turn at the frosty call
And carpet the ground for their
Lord's footfall;
Trees for fruitage and fire and shade
Trees for the cunning builder's trade;
Wood for the bow, the spear and the
flail, .
The keel and the mast of the daring
sail.
IIs, made 'them of every grain and
girth
For the use of man in the Garden of
Earth.
Then lest the soul should not lift
her eyes
From the gifts to the Giver of Para-
dise,
On the crown of a hill for all to see,
Gocl, pIanted a scarlet maple tree.
—Bliss Carman.
SMALL TOWN WISDOM
You roamers of the world, from
home bonds free,
Who scour ;the earth for cities of
renown,
How cramped 'your viewl—for you
have yet to see
The Maytime glory of our•little
• . town,
You speak of ancient peoples, courts
and kings;
You tell of storied•; castles you have
seen;
But you have yet to learn how glad,
mess sings
In our small :streets, as . Winter
yields to green.
The snowdrifts gone, what golden
gossip then
Of gardens --crocus, tulip, iris,
phlox;
The rose and larkspur soon will wake
•again,
And ,June will bring the stately
hollyhocks.
The lore of heaven(—yet you roam'
afar
In search of wisdom! You shall
late return
From wandering beneath an • alien
star
To findthe altar fires that bright
burn
In every little town where • meek
hearts dwell,
Whore friendliness is still a thing
to prize.
0 that we had the magic tongue to
tell
The glory of the world before our
eyes!
—Thomas Curtis CIack,l"
in Chicago .Tribune.
SWEARING OFF
Magistrate (to dishcarged' prison-,
er) : Now, then, I would advise you
,
m
ARE YOU A CHFIRRFUL SICK
VISITOR?
Did you ever stop to ask yourself
what kind of a visitor you are when
you call on sick friends? The fol•,
lowing appeared not long ago in an
exchange and seemed very apt:
"A sick person does not enjoy the
neighbor who drops in'and says: "Oh,
yes, I had a sister, just like_ you. She
had just those symptoms all summer
and in the fall she had a shock and
has never got over it. Yes, maybe
the doctor can help you, but, believe
Me, he can't mire that' disease." Nor
does she enjoy the minister who
comes to cheer her up and before he
leaves describes in detail his moth-,
er's death. Nor the garrulous neigh-
bor who enjoys visiting the sick and
attending: funerals, and tells in de,
theOther sickpeople in
tail of a o
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the neighborhood, their ailments, the
doctor's opinion and how they suffer,
Also the neighbors and relations who
cannot come, but who write advice
on changing doctors and having an
operation until you dread to open a
letter.
But how she does enjoy the neigh-
bor who, drops in for just a few min-
utes and stays that long, and tells
interesting little pieces of neighbor-
hood news. And the other neighbor.
who brings in -a dish of something
she has prepared for her own fam-
ily' and knows you like. You enjoy
it but don't feel that she has been
put to a lot of trouble to prepare it.
Also the thoughtful neighbors who
send old magazines and books to
read during the tiresome days of
convalescence, and the other friend
who knows of similar cases where
the patients have got well and strong
again and tells about them until you
feel there is some hope for you. She
also can tell you many little ways to
make yourself more comfortable
than the doctor would ever think to
mention.
When next you call on the sick,
think which of these classes you be-
long to."
to keepaway from bad company.
•Prisoner (feelingly)_ hanks( You
won't see' nine back stere again.
HOW TO FOOL MOSQUITOES '
If you would be free from misqui-
toes wear yellow. They simply hate
it. If, however, you would like to
receive the attentions of the little
blighters just wear navy blue which
they dote on. They are keen on dark
red but adore navy blue. Ochre, white
and orange are passe and yellow
makes them bilious. These findings,
states ,the Canadian National Steam-
ships, have developed from recent
studies and the company recommends
yellow suits and yellow tepees for
tropical travel whore mosquitoes are
liable to abound.
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" OUR RECIPE- FOR TODAY
*
BROILED CHICKEN
*
* Broilers will soon be on the
* market. here is a good recipe
* for broiling.
Order chicken split for broil-
'K ing,. Singe, wipe, sprinkle with
* salt, and place en a web-
* greased 'broiler. Broil twenty
* minutes over a clear fire,
* watching carefully and turn-
• ing broilers so that all parts
*
may be browned. The flesh
* side needs the longer expos-
* are to the fire, The skin side
* cooks quickly and then is liable
* to burn. Remove to a hot
* platter, spread with soft butter
* and sprinkle with salt. Garnish
* with strips of crisp bacon and
parsley.
* So much attention is requir,
• ed for broiling a chicken that
* the work is often simplified by
* placing the chicken in a drip-
ping pan, skin side down,
* sprinkling with salt, dotting
* over with butter and cooking
* fifteen minutes in a hot oven
* (480 degrees, Fahrenheit),
* • then removing to a broiler to
* finish'the cooking, ,
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it seems' a slain at the bride, op-
ines the Shelburne Free Press, to tie
a bunch of tin ears to the car that
carries a pair of newlyweds,
BABys
Veli
In hot weather, stomach. disorders
and indigestion occur more fre-
quently. Also children may play
too hard. Mrs. Mary Mason,. 53.
Atlantic St., Halifax, N.8.,, says,
"When the children are overtired ,�..
and restless in warm weather I
give them Baby's Own Tablets be-
fore retiring and in the morning.
they are hapPY, contented chit-
dren". Safe even for the tiniest i
baby, thesesweetlittletabletsslfec-
tively relieve colic, summer cpm-
plaint,
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disorders. Prisimple ori fever5e packagtamer
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Dr. Williams'
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