the penitentiary to visit her boy, who had
been abandoned by everybody but herself. Poor old mother! It did not
matter that he was a criminal, that he had disgraced his family, that
everybody else had forsaken him, that he had been unkind to her--the
mother's heart went out to him just the same. She did not see the
hideous human wreck that crime had made. She saw only her darling boy,
the child that God had given her, pure and innocent as in his childhood.

Oh, there is no other human love like this, which follows the child
from the cradle to the grave, never once abandons, never once forsakes
him, no matter how unfortunate or degenerate he may become.

"So your best girl is dead," sneeringly said a New York magistrate to a
young man who was arrested for attempting suicide. "Who was she?"
Without raising his eyes, the unfortunate victim burst into tears and
replied, "She was my mother!" The smile vanished from the magistrate's
face and, with tears in his eyes, he said, "Young man, go and try to be
a good man, for your mother's sake." How little we realize what
tragedy may be going on in the hearts of those whom we sneeringly
condemn!

What movement set on foot in recent years, deserves heartier support
than that for the establishment of a national Mothers' Day?

The day set apart as Mothers' Day by those who have inaugurated this
movement is _the second Sunday in May_. Let us unite in doing all we
can to make it a real Mothers' Day, by especially honoring our mothers;
in the flesh, those of us who are so fortunate as to have our mothers
with us; in the spirit, those who are not so fortunate.

If away from her, write a good, loving letter, or telephone or
telegraph to the best mother who ever lived--your mother. Send her
some flowers, an appropriate present; go and spend the day with her, or
in some other way make her heart glad. Show her that you appreciate
her, and that you give her credit for a large part of your success.

Let us do all we can to make up for past neglect of the little-known,
half-appreciated, unheralded mothers who have had so little credit in
the past, and are so seldom mentioned among the world's achievers, by
openly, and especially in our hearts, paying our own mothers every
tribute of honor, respect, devotion, and gratitude that love and a
sense of duty can suggest. Let us acknowledge to the world the great
debt we owe them by wearing, every one of us, boy and girl, man and
woman,