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The City Itemizer.
H. A. LEE. Editor “Devoted to the Interest of the Editor, Exclusively.*' 91.00 Yatl
VOLUME, 19 WATER VALLEY, MISS., APRIL 24, 1913. NUMBER 27
Pass on The Praise.
“You’re a great little wife, and I
don’t know what I would do with
out you.” And as he spoke he put
his arms about her and kissed her,
and she forgot all the care in that
moment. And, forgetting it all,
she sang as she washed the dishes,
and sang as she made the beds,
and the song was heard next door,
and a woman there caught the re
frain and sang also, and two homes
were happier because he had told
her that sweet old story—the story
of the love of a husband for a wife.
As she sang, the butcher boy who
called for the order heard it and
went out whistling on his journey,
and the world heard the whistle,
and one man hearing it thought,
“here is a lad who loves his work,
u lad happy and contented.
And because she sang her heart
whs mellowed, and as she swept
about the back door the cool air
kissed her on each cheek, and she
thought of a poor old woman she
knew, and a little basket went over
to that home with a quarter for a
crate or two of wood,
So, because he kissed her and
praised her, the song came aud the
influence weut out and out.
Pass on the praise.
A word and you make a rift in
the cloud, a smile and you create
a new resolve, a grasp of the hand
and you may repossess a soul from
hell
Pass on the praise.
Does your clerk do well?
Pass on the praise.
Tell him that you are pleased,
aud if he is a good clerk he will
appreciate it more than a raise.
A good clerk does not work for his
salary alone.
Teacher, if the child is good,
tell him about it; if he is better,
tell him again. Thus you see good,
better, best.
Pass on the praise now. Pass it
on in the home. Don’t go to the
grave and call “Mother.” Don’t
plead, “Hear me, mother; yon
were a kind mother; you were a
good mother, and smoothed away
many a rugged path for me.”
Those ears cannot hear that glad
admission. Those eyes cannot see
the light of earnestness in yours.
Those-hands may not return the
embrace you now wish to give.
Why call so late? Pass ou the
praise today.—Sovereign Visitor.
You Know It and
All Kowt It!
The following condemnatory
words addressed to the saloon
keeper are from the pen of C. N.
Howard, and they are true—in
tensely, fervently, burningly true.
Every boy should not only read
them, and then think—seriously
think—what an awfully unwise
step you are taking when you tarn
per, in anyway, with the stuff that
is ruining the world, and that
everybody looks upon as the great
evil and curse of the age. Mr.
Howard says:
“The curse of God Almighty is
on your business.
You know it.
Your cotfers drip with human
blood.
You know it.
You are barred out from all de
ceut society.
You know it.
The Masonic fraternity has
kicked you out. The Knights of
Pythias have kicked you out. The
Catholic benevolent societies have
kicked you out. The great insur
ance companies have kicked yon
out.
And you know it.
The railroads of America, em
ploying more men than the vast
standing armies of England and
Germany put together, won't em
ploy your patrons.
The churob rejects men for mem
bership who rent you property,
Ouly a few places, like the peni
tentiary, the poor house, and the
potter’s field, are open to your
graduates.
You know it.
And the hypocritical church
member, who votes for you for
what you give him, knows it.”
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God bless all true mothers in
their sacrifice for their little ones.
Even should they reap no reward
here, such is naturally to be looked
for, love, care and prayer have not
been lost. No one can tell how
much they have wrought until that
great day when the whys and the
wherefores of life shall have been
answered by perfect love and mer
cy, and mother and child stand
face to face with Him who has
noted each struggle, gauged each
motive, and made allowance for
human nature, imperfect, even at
its best.
lo whatever occupation a young
man or a young woman expects to
devote life, whatever business or
trade or profession be chosen, let
him first be a man—let her first be
a woman, broadminded and great
hearted. But this requires educa
tion, and education requires effort
—great and prolonged effort—for
there is ‘‘no royal road to intellect
ual eminence,” and effort re
quires decision. To all the oppor
tunity comes, but each must decide
for himself whether he will seize
the opportunity or let it slip by.
—Selected.
“The man who is ashamed of
his silver-haired, wrinkled faced
father is unworthy the name man.
Likewise the person who is asham
ed to claim kinship with the
Heavenly Father and confess His
Sou, is an imposter.”—Nutshells
Truth.
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