Dorothy Aitken

ALL was hustle and bustle in, the little white house across the street. Merrilee and her mg mother and Aunt Anne were ji deep in wedding plans.

Only a few days left," sighed Merrilee. "I am afraid we'll never have everything ready."

"Oh,…

THE warm sun of April shone own lovingly on the little white house, and from an open window the head and shoulders of a pretty young girl followed a dust mop suddenly poked out of the window.

"Oh, Aunt Anne," cried Merrilee, shaking…

"OH, IT'S been wonderful, Aunt Anne!" Merrilee sat down in the lawn chair and stretched her arms to the sun. "Of course, from the moment Marc said we were going to visit my folks for the spring vacation I knew it would be fun, but I didn't…

THE wan sun of February was beginning to sink behind the campus trees when Merrilee reached Aunt Anne's house and spread her papers and magazines out on the dining-room table.

"Look, Aunt Anne. I can't make up my mind which one I…

THE little white house down the street bustled with activity. Every window was aglow with lights even at five o'clock, and as Merrilee raced over the crusted snow to ring the door­bell she could see Aunt Anne and Uncle Lan moving about…

This is the third in a series of talks to young ministers' wives by Dorothy Lockwood Aitken.

HURRY, Aunt Anne," Merrilee called from the front door. "We'll be late."

No answer came from Aunt Anne's bedroom, so Merrilee…

Merrilee wanted to know: "May I write that marriage recipe down, Aunt Anne? It is such a sweet thought, and maybe if in the years to come I read it once in a while, our marriage will be bound to succeed." So Merrilee took her pencil…

In this number we begin an eight-chapter story of a young minister's wife. The author, Dorothy L. Aitken, wife of a missionary and administrator in South America, and formerly of Europe, writes with the sparkle of youth and the wisdom…

THESE precious children! What a short time we have them! How soon they leave the nest to venture into life on their own. How carefully we need to guide them, with what love correct them!

Discipline with love! How seldom we do it.…