know the children will eventually get it
all, and feel that this should satisfy. But
it does not satisfy. Waiting is a hard
thing with the young. It seems so long
to wait ten years. An old man can re
member when he thought he never would
get to be twenty-one, and the old women oi
this day used to think that the time would
never arrive for them to put on long
dresses and go with the boys and marrj
and keep house for themselves. Time
moves mighty slow with the young—a week
is a month and a month is a year witn
them. And all their young days tney work
"in common” to till the lather's cribs an i
to keep up tiie old plantation. This is ths
fly in the lock—right here is where Drown
and 1 place the blame. Every child should
have something of its own from the very
start of its working days. Just give yout
children a little "patch" of their own. Give
it to them separately and then let me know
if you t ver hear ot a boy being tired wnen
his own paten is to work—never uid a boy
complain of bale, work in his own paten,
even if it was just a Saturday evening's
holiday. Saturday evenings given to ne
groes in slavery times tor the purpose
ol working theii own patches turned tne
old plantations into bowers of smiling
ehoerii’iness and romping activity.
