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Show I BEWILDERED The' a?e the dayi of BOYS substitutes the boy u aW befuddled by substitutes for the food old "mother days." Now, it the hired nurse, it is the govemness, it is the private tutor anything but "maw." The reputed father is down town bucking at the stock exchange, head and ears under un-der the financial tides. The mother has gone to meet wkh the mother's club to dicus the vexing problem of . other folks' children, In the meantime, the boy is doing lus fevel best to find a bosom bos-om friend. Just anywhere Just anywhere any-where just to find, perchance, a bosom friend whose heart is big enough to hold his childish sorrows. And all this while the boy grows more and more conscious that the old home is no more than a boarding place a place where he may only eat and sleep. What a boon that privilege to have a mere acquaintance acquaint-ance with his immediate ancestors. The I crash comes! And at once the daddy I and mammy of a well-dressed street 1 waif enter a protest against the evil in- I fluencc of somebody's boy. The boy laughs in his sleeve, as well he may. He knows yes, he "Understands. What fools what mortal fools, the last one of us! This old world needs no institution half so much as the homes of long ago. In saying that I speak far back of my time. And yet I've seen the output of the homes of forty years ago. |