done when a few hospitals are opened for poor mothers, and a
little medicine doled out in cold-hearted fashion to the sick
child.

Fortunately, it may truly be said that the great man is almost
always appreciative of his greater mother.

Napoleon was cold, jealous of other men, monumentally egotistical
when comparing himself with other sons of women. But he
reverenced and appreciated the noble woman who bore him, lived
for him, and watched over him to the end. He said:

"It is to my mother, to her good principles, that I owe my
success and all I have that is worth while. I do not hesitate
to say that the future of the child depends on the mother."
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The future of the individual child depends on the individual
mother, and the future of the race depends on the mothers of the
race.

Think what has been done for mankind by thousands of millions of
perfectly devoted mothers.

Every mother is entirely DEVOTED, entirely HOPEFUL, entirely
CONFIDENT that no future is too great for her baby's deserts.

The little head--often hopelessly ill-shaped--rolls about feebly
on the thin neck devoid of muscles. The toothless gums chew
whatever comes along. The wondering eyes look feebly, aimlessly