JANUARY THIRTEENTH

Ah! This taking to one's arms a little group of

souls, fresh from the hand of God, and living with

them in loving companionship through all their

stainless years is, or ought to be, like living in Heaven,

for of such is the Heavenly Kingdom.

J. G. Holland

JANUARY FOURTEENTH

The sun of dawn,

That brightens through the mother's tender eyes.

Tennyson

JANUARY FIFTEENTH

We are so dull and thankless; and too slow

To catch the sunshine till it slips away,

And now it seems surpassing strange to me

That while I wore the badge of Motherhood,

I did not kiss more oft and tenderly

The little child that brought me only good.

Mary Louise Riley Smith

JANUARY SIXTEENTH

Children are God's apostles, day by day

Sent forth to preach of Love and Hope and Peace.

Lowell

JANUARY SEVENTEENTH

She has forgotten her sufferings for joy that the

child is born.

Kipling