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