Litchfield enquirer., 1831-01-27

! ed up can be forced into aud foul fare
the man who would imprint upon the heart
OF childhood, the serried marks of sorrow
which age and shame had traced upon his
own face; that would be pouring in upon
his milky juices the cursed acerbitv of his
own fluids. How much better is it that the
young eye should be lit up with love, and
the mouth taught, by example, a smile of
delight. Care will come to hang frown
upon the brow-grief will wrinkle the
| cheek with her icy finger, and anger curl
the lip. But let US not anticipate their APP
proach let the paradise ofan infants face
be long without its serpent; and let him,
1t possible, know neither anger nor envy,
until he shall have learned that they uei-
Their belong to, nor are becoming, his ma
ture: IL will be the blessing of his coming
life, an indwelling. love Of others animatiras
his heart, aud playing round his lips; and
he shalt grow up and go forth among his
kind" eyes to The blind, and feet to the
lame," till the gravity Of age and the smile
OF benevolence shall mingle upon his coun-
tenance, in that perfect benienity that de-
notes an inward fitness for higher state.
Look at the boy JUS. as Tnnan has drawn
him, and as Ellis has marked him with the
graver; is there ir that face ought that
speaks Of sin and shame2 Is there one
lineament that does not belong to the " im-
age" in which man was first made,
&c Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade ~
And is there mother who reads this,
that does not find upon the countenance Of
her infant child as much to love and as
tn ~ bot
"hope" be disappointed because your
child learns anger fiom your correction,
sees in tho punishment which you inflct
that he suffers because you have suffered
for the same error; and he will inflct in
his turn an equal re,ribution. Thus is he
taught to brood over treasure Of vcn-
geance, which in after years he is to use
with interest.
Let the offence Of a child consist in the
violation of known duty and let his
punishment be clear apprehension of the
extent and consequences of his fault.
The boy before me soon lost his sur
prise. dismounted, heard his little story,
learnt his unsuccessful attempts at fishing,
and, as we sat together under the large
tree near which we met, he pointed To a
little mound beyond us, while his finger
trcmbled with emotion.
No human being could be buried in
such place, thought, and looked In
quiringly into his tell-tale face.
II was the grave Of Pompey, his dog,
who had wandered with him through wood
and field who had shared his sports and
liehtened his labours, and once had rcscu-
ed him from drowning in the neighboring
brook. Pompey had died, and The child's
affection had heaped up n little earth and
sodded it over; and handful of violets
and butter cups were at that moment
blooming fresh over his grave.
thought of Rome, Pharsalia, Egypt,
and the illustrious dead whose shade COM
planned Of the hardness of the senate of
Utica. The boy thought, it is evident on
ly ofhis Pompey; for, while his eyes rest
ed upon the Aowery hillock, tears dropt
fast upon his naked bosom. l kissed them
of, and blushed to think, that while the
great man exci;es only wonder in the mind
Of the learned, good dog could call up
tears into the eyes Of the innocent.
| Ladys Book.