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Show rfr . , , THE WEEKLY NEWS EXPRESS. LAYTON. UTAH Scenes and Persons in A MOTHER IS A MOTHER STILL,' . -- . News the-Current ' THE HOLIEST THING ALIVE WATSON By ELMO SCOTT WAS Samuel Taylor Coleridge, the Englishman,, who included in his poem, The .Three Graves, Tje immortal lines which form the title of this article and the sentiment which he expressed in them is die sentiment lack .of thy which we celebrate on thff second Sundhy of May Mothers Day. The love for glory and beauty f mother love and the Consequent mother will all the joy that it brings is hs old as the human race. There is an ancient Jewish ThcSe ll be no little bruises or bumps Saying that God could not be so caress, Not patches of blockings to vex everywhere and therefore He Some of the Vo illyoufork you away., an a silver made mothers. . dew stream, greatest mcnof all ages, with gnd sing you ysleep when youre of the the true humility great weary, and with the breadth of .vision Aud no on Khali know of ow beau tlful dream, , which recognizes the fruetal-- ' tiut you and your own flttja dearie, ues of life, have acknowledged Ati? when I am tlfed I'll nestle my their great debt to the guiding Wad me eo li the Bosom thstls yootked force that made their achiev. ' often, ements possible. The classic exAnd the wide wwslte stftfs.ehall sing ' le my stead. dcc- is the of fact that ample A eons which our dreaming shall ' . laration attributed to Abraham . soften. Lincoln: All that I afn or So me take your dear hand, , . hope to b.fc, I owe to my angel , And away through tha starlight mother. we'll wander No other subject has a Wetqry Bt .A why through the rAlst to the beau- r ' IT , V -- . ? tie.'. - IfllOl VI wa IMher-my-Lovnl- , wound about the heartstrings of mankind and with such a background of literature as mother tave aud love for mother. They hnve been the Inspiration of arime Of mu most famous poets apd have produced some of our bet known aud best-love- d poems. In "The, Princess" Tennyson cluded this tribute " 'XfixT . tkata waiting out . Another of Field' poems In which fliti mother theme Is predomJ riant Is IN THE FIRELIGHT ' The lira upon the henrth la low, ' And tltera to sill In ass everywhere, AtJ, like winged aplrlts, here and ' P . tiful lnpd The Dreamland ' yonder? In- there tef MOTHER rot learned, aav In gracious household ways; Not perfect, nay Tull of tender want, No angel, but a dearer being, all dipt In angel Instincts, breathing l'a.a-dlsOn Areer tr y- THE SPIRIT OF MOTHERHOOD. Th! composite portrait wa. made from the features, of the. Madonna !n 271 paintings, ranging, in date from L293 to wa made by 18L, It ' . ' Joseph Gray Kitchell after 31 year of study. , The firelight shadow flutterlrrg go. And aa the aliadowa 'round me creep, A childish tr elite break the gloom, And aoftly from a further room Cornea: ''No I lay mis down to Take me again to yentr heart as of though the author, remftlped com yore; Klsa from my forehead the furrow' parattvely unknowp. And, somehow, with that little pfayer. In 1SG0 sire was married to Paul of care. And that wpt treble In my ear, , Interpreter between the. gods wd Smooth the few silver thr.ead out Akers, a well known sdulptor and a My thought goea lack to distant of my hair; yeara, . native of fortlnnd,' Maine. In a Who looked ail native to her pfnee. And lltigera with-dear one there, Over my alumberayour loving watch little over a yenr after their e knd yet 'And aa.I hear my child's amen, keep On tiptoe aeemed t touch upon a as Akers their daughdied, me did to Rock me Mf mother's (alth eg me back to sleep, mother rock sphere to aleep! , ter, Gertrude, and the bereaved wife, mb, , Too, g rose to trend, atfd alt mole, (Touched at her aide. I seem to.be, and mothei1 returned to Portland to mlndi perforce And motW'r halda my hands agfcln. Backward, flow backward, Q tide of take up heT work on the as orbits her from to 'their Transcript Swayed the yeara! ' they moved. Oh for an hoar In 'th,at dear place, I have grown weary ef dust and again. In 18(13 she wnA appointed' And girdled her with mualo. Happy to a post lh the War department In Oh for the peace of, that dear time, decay h In teara Oh for thp childish trust sublime, Toll without all recompense,, womanWashington. She lived In the capital With such a mother! faith In vain Oh .for a glimpse of mother's face! . kind the starring years of during Take them and glye me my childYet, aa the shadows 'round ms. was one of thj throhg of and war, hood . again! y (t '' ;I vlo not seem to be alone I have grown weary of. dust and spectators who .witSweet magic of that treble tone decay nessed the assassination qf PresiAnd "Now I lay me down to sleep!" Weary of flinging my aoul wealth dent Lincoln In' Fords' theater. away; In IStiG her second book, Poems Weary of sowing for others to reap Rock me to sleep, mother rock me by Elisabeth , Akers'. (Florence Similar Jntieme to In tie Fireto eleepl Itocb Me te Percy)," Including light" Is this poem: . In that Sleep, Mother," appeared. of the the Tired the base, hollow, NOW LAY ME DOW.N TO SLEEP year also she was married again, to untrue, "Now I lay me down to sleep; E. M. Allen, and soon afterwards Mother, O mother, my heart call I pray the Lord jny soul to keep," for youl accompanied her husband to RichWa my clTIldhood'a early prayer Many a summer tha .graas has grown mond, Va., to llv6. ""It was during Taught by my mother love and care, green, her residence in that' city that the Blossomed and faded our faces beMany, years since then have fled; Mother slumber with the dead; tween, extraordinary discnsslon arose conYet methlnks I are her now, Yet with strong yearning and pasthe authorship of her poem, cerning With love-l- it .S4Mt'dMUH and eye sionate pain holy brow, 'Rock Me to Sleep, Mother,' says tha Aa, kneeling by her side to pray. Long 1 tonight for your ! presence She gently taught me how to say, THE PIONEER MOTHER Cyclopaedia of American Literature, gain. Cornea from tha silence eo long end which continues: Statue by Bryant Baker, erected I"Now I lay me down to eleep; pray the Lord my soul to keep." so deep near Ponca City, Okla., the gift of It was claimed by no less than me to eleep, mother rock me Rock five E. W. Marland, now governor af Oh! eould'the faith of childhood days, , aspirants to the 'honor of 'Its to eleepl Oh! could Its little hymn of praise, Oklahoma. composition. Sirs. Allen took no Oh! could Its trust Over my heart, !n the day that are pains to vindicate her claim until, Beats with hla blood, and t.ruRt In Be recreated from dust flown, in 18(18, A. M. W. Ball of Elizabeth, That Ikes around a. wasted life. all things high No love like mother love ever has N. J., ventured to print a pnmphlet Comes easy to him, and though. he The fruit of many a hitter strife! hone; Oh! then at night Id prayer I'd bend, . trip and fnll No other worship abide and encontaining affidavits of a number of He shall not blind hla' aoul with jly. Aud call my Clod, my Father, Frleqd, dures e a And pray with childlike faith 'once unselfish and patient like Faithful, . more "To My First IiOve, My Mother" "youra; The prayer my niotlwv taught of None Ilka a mother can charm away Is the title of this poem by Chrisv yore, pain tina Rossetti: "Now 1 lay md down to sleep; and world the From the sick soul s tha Lord my aoul to keep." 'I weary brain. are full of and Sonnets thta my love, Slumhere soft calm oer my heavy toms lids creep Has many sonnets: so here now shall Trip author of that poem wts not Rock me to sleep, mother rock me to eleepl poet, ns. Field wns, On sonnet more, a lolgr sonnet, a but a banker. He was Eugene Henry from me Come, let your brown hair, Just To her whose heart la my heart's Pullen, Who wns born.'lu RnUiaiore lighted with gold. , quiet home, 'In 1882, bCtluite q of Fall on your shoulders again aa of on To my first love, my Mother, old; the Niulotvtl Rank of the Republic whose knee forehead to- In New York, served as president of Let It drop over my a I learned that la not trou. night; blesome: , t,he American Rankers association Shading my faint eyes away from the Whose service Is my special dignity light; And aha my lodestar while 1 go and ehadows-oncFor with its eunny-edge- d THE MADONNA OF THE coma. more And so because you love, and because, TRAIL weet vlslone the will throng Hatfly I love you, Mother, I have woven a of yore; One of the heroia statues, designed wreath Lovingly, eoftly Its bright billows by A. Leimbach, which was erected to crowri sour Of rhymes wherew-ltweep ' honored name: Rock me to sleep, mother fock me by the Daughters of the American e In yon not years can dim Revolution in 12 states to mark the to sleep! th flame National Old Trails Road. ' Of lova, whose blessed glow tranhave dear mother, the.yeare Mother, scends the laws , hi been long friends, who thought they reOf time and change and mortal Ilfs hushed to your lullaby membered that he had written someI lest Since and death. . song; eoul It ahall thing of the, kind ten or twelve unto and my then, Sing, year before. Then the real author One of the most fampuS of afl aeem a was compelled to deny that she had been hsvs Womanhoods only to mother is years tributes llpdyard' lovp dream. stolen her own poem; and the con: Kipling's Clasped to your hesrt In f loving troversy was conclusively settled in MOTHER O MINE embrace. her favor by an elaborate review of With your light lashes Just sweepIt I wera hanged on th highest bill. the whole case, taking up a full face. my ing Mother o Mine, Never hereafter to wake op to page of the New York Times." I know whos love would follow me weep till. me to sleep, mother rock me Rock Mother o' Mtn. , Among the better known mothto sleep! In drowned the deepest sea, If I were er poems" by modern writers should o Mother Mine, be Included this one by Theodosia 1 know whose teas Me would come to "Rock of Sloop, author The down to me, Mother was Elizabeth Akers Allen Garrison : , ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN Mother o' Mine, Mother o' Mlw. who. vas born In the town of Strong, 1 think the gentle eoul of her If I were damned of body and aoul ,. Aathor of I know whos prayer would mke Maine, In 1032, Her mother died Coe gladly In some pleasant place. Rock kV to Sleep, .Mother." time may not blur m whole, , while she was still a child and her With the old amlle her face. Upon Mother o' Mine, Mother o' Mine.' In In town the apd died in Brooklyn In father took her to live 1SP9. His iHetu was published many at the ago She who wae lover of the Spring, There, of Farmington. Equally famous are these verses yenrs before verses, Mith love that never quite forgets. she writing Fields appeared and, of twelve began by one of Americas favorite poets, rose blossoming the similarity between the first of which appeared In a Surely sees although And violets. Eugene Field: them has often been commented New Hampshire newspaper under CHILD AND MOTHER upon, and lias led to some conher pen tame of Florence Percy." She who so loved companionship If you'll give me fusion ks to the authorship of the 0 she began contributing I may not think she walks alone. In Falling aome friendly hand to allp your hand, two, the likeness Is not close enough poems to a Vermont newspaper and W ithin her own. And go where 1 ask you to wander, to Justify any suspicion of plagi1 will lead you away to a beautlfui eight years later she became assistarism on Field' part land ant editor of the Portland (Maine) Those whom the loved aforetime, The Dreamland that's waiting out Transcript Her first volume of I doubttill, bear her company; yonder. "Forest Buds From the tea, evennot.laughter We'll walk in a sweet post garden yet may thrill There Is another famous mother poems, Woods of Maine," was brought out Where she may be. out there which was once the cause of poem Where the moonlight and starlight a in lSSfl, and the success of this book heated controversy as to its auFor Cod la gentle to His guest, are streaming enabled her to go abroad three years And. therefore, may 1 gladly say. And the flowers and birds are filling thorship. This was the fnmlliar she In While Rome, Italy, later. Surely the thing she loved beat the air ROCK ME TO SLEEP, MOTHER Are bers today. wrote Rock Me to Sleep, Mother" With fragrance and muslo of dreaming. Backward, turn backward, O Time, and sent It to the Philadelphia Post, What better expression of the in your flight, In which It was published in lSOft of Mothers' l:iy than that spirit Therell be no little tired out boy to Make me a child again Just for toIt Immediately became popular, was Inst line Surely the things she ' undress, night! widely reprinted and set to music loved best are hors today"? questions or cares to perplex Mother, come back from the s you; by several different persons, al C Western XewKoancr t'n'on. shore, . , sleep." a, ' a mar-rlpg- " ... AWN thd-Clv- horror-Btrlckc- . . . ' . - Birtlitlay Party Is Given for Horse Sir. W. (Chjp) , Roberts of a former Washington, D. C. Fife assistant secretary , of the treas-urj- ,. Is pictured with her horse, Sf. John the. Baptist," fof whom she gave a party on hl ctgh'th birthday, Mrs. Is IJie former Evelyn Walker, whom CWp' Roberts married le England tecantljx . . . v7W A, .v V'a-- I & JK? S ( J P- - L 4 ' iv , ta ?- N i iv, , Aitieal Safe Uuetverei Ban Loi Obispo,. Calif. A secret 'wife, Ln which early padres hiij their valuable from raiding Indians, has beeji fount! by Father John liarnett In, the wall of the old rectory of the mission father hece. It hnd beeh hidden from human eyes, for more than half. century find .Vi' ' x' j"i ie-- y v Government Housing Project in Puerto Rico A1 simple,-Joyou- .. . . rt . I Ellns.Calles, center, exlletj from Meylco by President Cardenas, arriving at Glendale, Calif. 2- Members of the. Unemployed Workers Alliance marching to Uje Capitol in Washington. 3 Ney photograph 'of Neville 'tfeNmbt'flaln, chancellor of the exchequer in thq British cabinet, tvho, It la believed,, pill sueceed Stanley Baldwin as prirnd minister.. 7 s . - ... icr??rf7r'-v 5 . ut-a- y . t ..be widely-know- "Ii .. J 'rwfe k i,. 'vis n 4 t L r-A- t' I .5 I s '; love-lor- vw.' e four-ecor- as . tea - r- - ... - , s ' 'V '' ' A y , vv Swx w ' . l V ( -- L v - is I '. a 4. ?. i ' .I, a .iL VN'n '; View of work on the Mlrapalmeras site, covering 12 acres near San Juan, Puerto Rico, where the federal government Is erecting a modern housing development which will accommodate 131 families. The unit Is one of the WRA slhm clearance projects. . . Herrick Memorial Plaque Presented to Paris -- Li:-- ? Ov lStt-VP- Mother-my-Lov- e, r; - A , ,v .v ti Spr&iF ' V i. V1 1S-1- 'v -- ly Q k -- - -- 7 12 CfLpii ? f i ' t ? echo-les- This bronze memorial plaque of Myron T. Herrick, former American ambassador to France, was recently presented to the city of Taris by the Myron T. Herrick post of the American Legion, The plaque baa been placed on the wall of Ambassador Herrick old office In Rne Challot |