There was once a woman whose
only brother had been sent to college
W hue there he turned into what is
known as a bookworm, and in all his
after life he refused to work, or to do
anything but s;t in an obscure corner
of a dusty old library and read. He
never gave any of his knowledge to the
world; he was only an absorber of
ideas, and such he remained during the
whole of h's harmless, useless exist
ence. When his sister's son arrived at
years of discretion the son strongly
desired to go to college, and as he was
a strong, energetic youth, there was
really no danger of his following in his
uncle's footsteps. But the mother set
up Jier authority, said there had been
enough learning in that family, ban
ishe'd poor Johnny into a wholesale
grocer's office, where, at last accounts,
he was revenging himself for the fam
ily coercion, after the manner of boys,
by going to the bad as rapidly as pos
sible.
A few mofS "don'ts" and I am
done. The first one isn't a don't.
Make your children eat up clean
whatever they take on their plates at
the table. If they are not brought up
to guage t'ie:r appetite children will
waste an incredible amount of food by
filling their plates, eating a few mouth
luls and then order another helping of
something different.
I WAS ONCE AT A TABLE
where sat one of those blase children,
who, poor thing, had only to ask for
an article to have it. I watched while
the much enduring waitress carried
away trom before this infant's high
chair plate after plate filled with food
scarcely touched. Finally the end was
reached.
