“I WISH Somebody would help me with this greeting for Mother’s Day,” said the boy named Billy. “I can’t think of anything; and we get marked on it in school, too.”
“Upon whose work do you usually get marks?” asked Big Sister.
“Why, my own, of course,” flashed Billy, “but this is different.”
“It will be easy,” said Somebody, “if you will just think about Mother and write what you would like to say to her.”
“Mom’s the best thing in the world,” said Billy, “but these are to be read aloud and the other fellows would call me sissy!”
“When President Garfield was inaugurated,” said Somebody quietly, “the very first thing he did after taking the oath of office was to kiss his mother.”
“With everybody looking on?” asked Billy.
“Yes, with everybody looking on,” said Somebody. “That was his big and splendid way of telling everybody just what he thought of his mother and of thanking her for all the things she had done for him.”
“Being his mother was enough,” said the boy named Billy, “what more did she do for him?”