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About The commoner. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-1923 | View Entire Issue (March 27, 1903)
? Tf. ,' - T 8 The Commoner. VOLUME 3, NUMBER 10. r QiM&LiMzri ann rim AHr w v r Tk. ii -- ii jr - if . - - - . j . . , .-, -, - . & - m u Vlvii1 'Welen Watts Mfr Antlclpntlon. Down tho winding door-yard walk, Slowly moves the homestead's dame, Peering 'mid the dry brown stalks Where, last year, were globes of flame. Hope is sparkling in her oye, For the sun is mounting high; She, expectant, scans tho earth, For somo peeping bud to bring, Somowhero in the gardens' girth Heaven's assurance of tho spring. Now she stands where lilies sleep, Stoops whero rod dice'ntras hide; Looks to see if 46032385s peep, Closo whero daffodillies bide. Do tho peonias show the rod Of their tips above tho bed? Then she hastes whore snow-drops grow, Just beyond tho porch's screen; Pauses whore tho lilacs show Every bud faint-tipped with green. Now she softly hums a tune, Full of hopo and faith tho strain, Blossom-full her happy rune "Spring has surely como again! In their sheltered nook I found Crocus buds above tho ground. And a pansy, stooping low, Opening such a lovoly blue! fiuroly, March winds ne'er boforo Brought ouch lovoly things to view!" And tho bluobird cheerily From tho cedar sings a Btave, '""Sings of flower and droning bee Swoots tho budding spring shall have. Wings, and hearts with winter sad With now beauty shall bo glad; "Darlings, tarry not too long," Softly crones tho happy dame, And tho slow-advancing sun Melts tho frost with touch of flame. Mayflower. "Suf Jcr the Children." I know wo have among our readers miinV Win nm lntnfnatn1 1rnnnl . tho ohildron in tho Sunday school unci I have thought that a little story, told to mo by a correspondent, might . glvo somo of them an idea of the re sponsibility attaching to tho teacher'a position in tho matter. Here it is: i'i?Jiay .ote11 you a story of my own childhood? I was one of those lowly little ones whoso mothers have to work to holp support her numerous brood, and, poor, overworked woman sho had little time to listen to my wearisome questions, or to notice and correct my misdoings. I was a thoughtful childmy brain was al ways busy; but my questions and va garies were often laughed at, until not possessing a very largo amount of self-esteem, I gradually grow reserved and shy and shrinking Sensitive and absorbing, longing for a touch of ten derness or a cheering tono, I used to go to tho Sunday school with my brothers and sisters, and more times than not I have sat through a whole session without one word or glance being addressed to mo I lived In tho country. I walked miles to get to tho school. I know none of the town children, and a senso of such awful - loneliness seemed to weigh upon mo at times that I could not lift my eye for fear of showing my tears. I presume I waa treated as well as my mates, but they know each other; I know no ono; and, Oh, how I did shrink from their curious glances' When my older sisters married I was bn I1 IT? alone' l was onJy i child. - vu uu more l0 tI1Q sun(jay school. I never went again until I was a woman, and even then, .that senso of solitude went with me al ways a wall between me and the church people. I never did shake it off; I never felt at home with the church people. I had a sweet voice, and I loved to sing. At home or in the day school, I never wearied of singing the Sunday school songs; but my voico was never heard in the house of worship. Nobody missed my voice nobody asked if I had any; nobody cared to know. "Years went by; I sang in the church choirs; I loved to sing the praise songs, to hear tho words of the ser mon, but for tho, Sunday' school, to this day, I have only a feeling of in tense dread." Not long since I heard a young lad say, in a tone which left no doubt of its sincerity: "I hate Sunday school, and only go because I am made to." He had attended Sunday school all his life; once ho was an enthusiastic attendant. A year or so before I spoke to him, a change of residence had necessitated a change of schools and companions; he liked tho day-school and worked ambitiously there; he was not a vicious boy, not at all given to bad habits, somewhat inclined to wild associates, being of a very social nature, but in no wise one to press his claim to notice among strangers. He is large-brained, sensi tive, stirring, and just tho age to need loving counsel and careful guid ance. I asked him why he so dis liked tho Sunday school: "Because, as long as I have been going to tho school here, not one of tho teaohers have spoken to me, and I don't know one of the boys. They get into knots by themselves and seem to have a good time, but nobody speaks to me." "Don't your teacher speak to you?" I asked. "No." "But she must say something to you." I nm-niHtnd "Mr. she talks to tho class, but sho never speaks to me, except sometimes to say good morning." The church service was to him a torment. He would do anything to escape attendance. His reason was that "nobody spoke to him, or seemed to want him about' preachers, eld ers, or members. Just a little, long ing, shrinking heart bold, even to recklessness among his associates yet here, feeling himself utterly ' lost u.uiuub am ureiureni" Some dav iwv.-oo umo iuving nand holds him, some clinging mother guides him over the shoals, this bright, stirring, am bitious boy will "go over the falls,' and the church will sigh and say "if we could only have kept him in' the Sunday school." And I feel like shak ng the "church," and shouting into its dull ears, "Why didn't you do it? Why when ho asked you, with a boy's appetite, for bread, why did you give him a stone? When ho asked you for a fish, why did you give him a ser pent? Why did you force this young starveling out from among you when his wistful eyes pleaded wkhyoS for tho love he had a right to i -pect of you? Don't you know y0lr coldness and infHffmvM il"1. ?hHKian WrdS COuld have done, tho little .hungry soul to 'come unto him?' 0, why did you not keep htm? 5SfS out?do you ever y For Breakfast. Fruits of all kinds should bo served on tho breakfast table. It is the best time of day to eat melon, bananas, oranges, pears, grapes or peaches. The old proverb says: "Fruit is golden in the morning, silver at noon, and lead en at night." Eaten in the morning, it ifj very appetizing, and stimulating to the gastric juices. If more fruit was eaten, there would be less dys pepsia and fewer calls for the physi r.cn, and morning Is the-time to eat it. Fruit should be served in the morning, and can be eaten raw or cooked, served with sugar. Beautiful Things. There is nothing that adds so much to the attractiveness of the home as plenty of flowering plants. Among the most satisfactory, for various rea sons, are the shrubs and the hardy perennials, as, once they are estab lished, they are little further care. By a judicious selection of kinds one may have a constant succession of bloom, from the earliest crocus, which peers out of its frosty covering, down to the heavy snows of winter. Many of these should be plaited in the fall, but a very great many may be set this spring, while a few packets of the seeds of other varieties planted now, will give you, not only abundance of plants, but much bloom. Many high priced plants may be easily raised from a few cents worth of seed, as the seeds of many kind germinate as readily as corn and the plants require no special care. The perennial poppy is one of these. The seeds, if sown now, will make fine plants by autumn, a few of them blooming, but the plants are perfectly hardy, and from a close, low-growing tuft of pretty foliage that is green all winter. The flowers are of several colors, very at tractive, and are borne on stems about a foot high; they begin blooming in May, continue throughout the sum mer until late frost. One does not see as often as its merits deserve the old-fashioned sweet briar rose bush. It has so much to recommend it that one won ders at its neglect. It is perfectly hardy, has lovely pink single blos soms and Its foliage and young growth is deliciously fragrant. The sweet brier, or Eglantine, like the Sissop tree of India that perfumes tho axe which fells it, always embalms the hand that lightly crushes its love ly lonage. it is a curious fact that no rosarian has as yet succeeded In propagating a variety of roses with fragrant foliage. The exquisite sweet brier odor is r 3 subtle that the art of enfleurage, distillation, or of extract ing perfume from 'flowers has never been able to, imprison or retain that of tho sweet brier in essence, extract or oil. Perfume experts say that the extract of swee brier, so-called, Is either chemical compound, or that of violet, verbena and some other flower combined. The plant is not at all expensive, and may be had of florists for fifteen or twenty-five cents for two-year-old plants. The Yellow Harrison is an old rose and has never entirely lost is popular ity. It has been called tho Yellow Eglantine, as its foliage is much like the English Sweet Brier, but Is not fragrant It is perfectly hardy? and 11 u'""'"'ca uhju uy Sprouts. It linn clear sulphur-yellow flowers, s ngle of delicate beauty and grace TnS along the thorny brahfs In aCe ful sprays, blooming in May There is nothing that can take tho Place of hardy roses. The oil sort blooming but once a year, is only aled by the hardy everbloomers that are in great measure now displacing the old favorites. Among the new, however, there is nothing so sweet, so sure to please as the dear old Her mosa. It is perfectly hardy, blooms all tho time, is deliciously fragrant, and of the loveliest soft pink color. Another most satisfactory rose is the La France ;- bud and bloom and frag rance are unrivaled blooms when very small, and is a cpntinuous bloomer out-doors, and does well in the window garden. It is hardy, ith sght protection in the southern r vl central states. " One should not 'plant all tho beau-.i-ful things in the front yard; there should be clumps of the choicest and most continuous bloomers where they may 'be' seen from the living and kitchen room Windows; all the odd nooks and out-of-the-way places should be full of the brightest, most fragrant things. There should bo vines climbing over tho kitchen porch, up the walls of the house, on trellises to screen unsightly objects, over tlio garden palings, and flowering vines are both plentiful and beautiful. The old hardy roses will always hold their place in our hearts, but there aro hardy ever-bloomers among the climbers, also, and many of them have proven satisfactory. Nothing can be more beautiful than a perfect ly healthy Crimson Rambler rose, but a cool, damp season sometimes ruins it, as it is subject to mildew. It sim ply glories in heat, however, and tho hottest sunshine is its greatest tonic. There is no climber more lovely than the clematis. These plants are perfectly hardy and clean. Jacmani showers its great purple stars contin uously1 from June until frost, and when in full bloomin June and July, is simply a cloud of purple. A well established plant of Clematis Jack mani is magnificent, when in bloom. It is perfectly hardy, loves rich soil and sunshine, and requires no care, when onco established, except a win ter mulching 'of rotted manure. It is not easy to propagate, and always commands a good price, even when quite small. The Clematis Paniculata deserves a paragraph by itself. It grows and thrives everywhere, under most ad verse conditions, is a rapid grower, and a profuse bloomer, and its mass FOOLED THE HOSPITAL Was Pronouuoud Incurable But Got TToll on Pure .Food Sometimes in a case of disease re sulting from the use of improper food the symptoms are so complex that medical science cannot find the seat of trouble, and even the most care ful hospital treatment fails to ben efit. A gentleman of Lee, Mass., says: "On April 1st, 1900, I was sent home by one of our Massachusetts hospitals, saying nothing more could be done-Jor me. I have been a creat sufferer from nervous diseases and rlTeumatism and nervous prostration anl had previous ly beea terated at Sharon Springs" and by a number of doctois without get ting much assistance. "One day I was feeling worse than usual when I read an article about your Grape-Nuts that impressed me so that I sent out for a package. I com menced using it at breakfast the next day. "For fifteen months I never missed one day. If you ever saw anyone grow strong and improve it was I. I gained iroin 125 pounds to my old weight 1G5. i will always be a cripple from rheu matism, but otherwise 1 am so much improved that I now feel as well as 2Hyi?an in thIs country." Nama nriahe5. ,by Postum Co- Battl reok, Mich. nJw H receiPQ book ik each tornfg0f.Grape-Nuts that will in terest tho housekeeper. rs: Afti!
