"Quad's odds"; . n in her lap ! The men, women and chil-dren who had crowded in with the officer saw how it was,and some of them wept. Old !Nan had a heart, afterall. She must have been a mother once and had a motherstender feeling. No doubt she was loved and happy whenshe severed that brown curl from its mates and wrote onthe card : My boy Jamies hair ! They removed the precious relics very tenderly, andwhen they came to look into her face they saw that italmost wore a smile, and that the hard lines had all beenrubbed out by the tenderness which flowed into her heartas Death was laying his ha
"Quad's odds"; . n in her lap ! The men, women and chil-dren who had crowded in with the officer saw how it was,and some of them wept. Old !Nan had a heart, afterall. She must have been a mother once and had a motherstender feeling. No doubt she was loved and happy whenshe severed that brown curl from its mates and wrote onthe card : My boy Jamies hair ! They removed the precious relics very tenderly, andwhen they came to look into her face they saw that italmost wore a smile, and that the hard lines had all beenrubbed out by the tenderness which flowed into her heartas Death was laying his hand upon her. Who culled those violets ? Where is Jamie ? Time had faded the violets away until a breath wouldhave scattered them—the curly lock had been wept over 64 WAITING AND WATCHING. until its brightness was gone—poor Jamie, passing acrossthe mystic river which flows swiftly and deeply betweenthe shore of life and the gate of Heaven, was waiting andwatching. Truly, the greatest mystery of life is— KEEPING THE BOY IN NIGHTS. tVE lived in this world long enough to know that thenext hardest thing to curing a sore heel is to keep aboy home nights after he has passed the age of ten. Hethen begins to believe that it is his solemn duty to go outand hook watermelons and other portable delicacies of theseason, sit around the corner stores and hear all that is tobe said on the subject of dog fights, horse races and shoul-der-hitting, and to keep out of bed as long as he can seea light in any window. I know fathers who have thrashed their sons, bribed andcoaxed and resorted to all sorts of stratagems withoutdoing any good, and I therefore take this opportunityof presenting to parents a few words and a few illustra-tions on the subject of keeping the boy in nights. This illustration representsa very effectual method, muchpracticed in Wisconsin. Whena father takes Lis son at darkand spikes him down to thekitchen floor he knows justwhere that boy will be at tenoclock, and at
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