Parents and teachers break their hearts, fearing their watchfulness and instruction have failed.

Men sow wheat and wait six months for a harvest; but they sow moral seed Sunday and on Monday whip their children because the seed has not ripened.

They forget that apples bitter in July may be sweet in August.

To-day's vice in the child is often to-morrow's virtue, as acid juices through frost become saccharine.

Yesterday the mother rocked a little angel in the cradle; to-day she moans: "Alas, that I should have rocked a little fox, a little serpent, a little wolf!" To-morrow the child becomes a model of truth and integrity.
The sage might have said: "It is good that woman should hope and wait." Truth's errand has always been a successful errand.