“It is a war in each man’s heart. Each man is fighting as the spirit moves him,” said Hira Singh, speaking of the war, in the absorbing story of author Talbot Mundy. Every day is showing more plainly that Hira…
Author: Laura Ingalls Wilder
A Dog’s a Dog for A’ That
It is surprising how like human beings animals seem when they are treated with consideration. Did you ever notice the sense of humor animals have? Ever see a dog apologize — not a cringing fawning for favor, but a frank…
Happy Mothers’ Day!
The older we grow the more precious become the recollections of childhood’s days, especially our memories of mother. Her love and care halo her memory with a brighter radiance, for we have discovered that nowhere else in the world is…
Need Some Home Decorating Advice? Just Ask Laura.
As someone has said, “Thoughts are things,” and the atmosphere of every home depends on the kind of thoughts each member of that home is thinking. I spent an afternoon a short time ago with a friend in her new…
Country Contentment
“One gains a lot by going out into the world, by traveling and living in different places,” Rose said to me one day, “but one loses a great deal, too. After all I’m not sure but the loss is greater…
How to Make Your Dreams Come True
…It is necessary that we dream now and then. No one ever achieved anything, from the smallest object to the greatest, unless the dream was dreamed first, yet those who stop at dreaming never accomplish anything. We must first see…
The Simple Things
The little white daisies with their hearts of gold grew thickly along the path where we walked to Sunday school. Father and sister and I used to walk the 2 1/2 miles every Sunday morning. The horses had worked hard…
Just Go On and Forget It
There had been a little misunderstanding and consequent bad feeling in an organization to which I belong. It has been causing quite a little tempest in a teapot as such things always do, even tho they should not break out…
It is all in your own hands…
The sunlight and shadows in the woods were beautiful that morning, the sunlight a little pale and the air with that quality of hushed expectancy that the coming of autumn brings. Birds were calling to one another and telling of…
Always, in the springtime, I want to build a house…
When the days are growing longer and the sun shines warm, on the south slopes, with the promise of golden hours to come, my thoughts persist in arranging building plans; for always, in the springtime, I want to build a…