This little
mother in the mountains, unread and untutored, with only the dictates of
her own heart to guide her, had early adopted as her guiding philosophy
the belief that the greatest thing in life is love.
So the impressionable, observant boy realized that life in the rugged
mountains around him called for strength and endurance, but in his home,
or wherever his mother was concerned there must be gentleness and love.
And she has been the greatest influence in his life. He has always
listened to her counsels, except in a brief period of wildness in young
manhood. As his standard of life was formed under her teachings, it may
be again said of him--but this time from the moral standpoint: "He seems
always instinctively to know the right thing to do."
It was the love for his mother, his love of his homelife in Pall
Mall--and the sweetheart who was waiting for him there--that called him
back to the "Valley of the Three Forks o' the Wolf" after he had gone
out into the world and won fame among men.
The very sunlight falls gently on the verdant beauty of that valley, and
the seven mountains rise around it as tho they would shield it from the
contending currents of the world.
Over the valley there comes a long gray dawn, for the sun is high in the
heavens when its slanting rays first fall on the silver waters of the
Wolf.
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