Excerpt from Cumorah's Southern Messenger, Vol. 13: May, 1939 With tender recollections of a mother's love and the memory of a preci ous home, I come to offer the tribute of a grateful heart. If I could gather the most beautiful adjectives from the languages of the world, and with the skill of an orator fashion them into beautiful garlands of rhetoric, I should fail in my greatest effort to do justice to her grandeur and glory. - Homer J. Wilson. From the hearth-stone around which linger the recollections of our mother: from the fireside where our wife awaits us, come all the purity, all the hope, and all the courage with which we fight the battles of life. The man who is not thus inspired, but who labours more to secure the applause of the world than the solid and more precious approval of his home accomplishes little of good for other, or of honour for himself. We come into being through the abiding and deep love of mother, she faces maternity with a tenderness that is so strongly developed that its touch mellows and softens the most uncouth, It is a tenderness that is divine and beautiful. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.