Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1846-02-26

glance from admiring SWANS MS sincere as that,
she will be lucky"
All, these children little witches pretty, even
in all their faults and absurdities winning, even
in their sins and iniquitles See, for example,
Wonder little fellow in a naughty ft-he has shaken
his long curs over his deep blue eyes the fair
brow is bent IN irown-the rose-leaf lip is pursed
up in indefinite defance--and the white shoulder
thrust naughuly forward. Can any but child
look so pretty even in their naughtiness?
Then comes the instant change flashing smiles
and tears, as the good comes back all in a rush.
and you are overwhelmed with protcstaions, prom
ses and kisses They are irresistible, too these
little ones. They all pull away the scholars pen
tumble about his papers make somerscls over
his books and what can he do? They tear the
newspapers litter the carpets break pull and
upset, and then iabber unimaginable English in
self.deience, and what can you do for yoursoiG"
eff had child" says the precise man, "you
should Sec
lie does have child, and his child tears up his
papers, tumbcs over his things, and pulls his nose,
like all other children, and what has the ptccise
man TO say for himself? Notbing--he is like every
body clse-"a little child shall lead HIM"
Poor little children they bring and teach us,
human beings, more good than they get in return
How often does the infant, with his soft check and
helpless hand, awaken mother from wordIness
and egotlsm, to a whole world of new and higher
feeling How does the mother repay this, by do
ing her best TO wipe off, even before the time, the
dew and fresh simplicity of childhood, and make
her daughter too soon a woman of the world as she
has been.
The hardened heart of the worldly man is UNI
locked by the guileless tones and simple caresses
of his son-but he repays 1t, in time, by upartlng
TO his boy all the crooked tricks, and hard ways
and caIouS maXlms which have undone himself.
Go to the ja-to the pententiary, and find there
the wretch most sullen, brutal and hardened Then
look at your infant son. Such he is to YOU such
to some mother was this man. That hard hand
was soft and delcnte-lhot rough voice was tender
and lsping-fond eyes followed him as he played
and he was rocked and Graded as something
| holy. There was time when his heart, soft and
unworn, might have opened to questlonngs ofGod,
and been sealed with the seal Of Heaven. But
harsh hands sized t-ierce, goblin llneamenls
were impressed upon it--and all is over with him
! forever!
So. Of the tender, weeping child is made the cal
lous, hcartless man-of the all believing child the
sneering skeptic-of the beautiful and modest, the
shameless and northumberland this is what The
COrid does for the little one.
There was time when the DIVINE One stood
on earth, aud the little children sought to draw near
TO him. But harsh human beings stood between
him and them, forbiddng their approach. All has
it not been always SO. Do not even we, with our
hard and unsubdued feelings worldly aud I'M
scrlptural habits and maXims--stand like dark
screen between our little child aud its Saviour,
and keep even from the choice bud Of our hearts,
the sweet radiance which might unfold 1t for para
disc! Suffer little children to come unto ME, and
forbid them not" is still the voice OF the Son OF
God, but the cold world still closes around and
torbids. When old, the disciples would question
their Lord of the higher mysteries Of his Kingdom
he took little child and set him III the midst as a
sign Of him who should be greatest IN heaven. The
gentle teacher still remains to u.s. BY every heartt
and freside, Jesus still sets the tttte chtd IN III
midst Of us.
Woulost thou know, o parent what is that fail
, which unlocks Heaven Go not TO wranghng pc
lemcs, or creeds and forms OF theology, but draw
to thy bosom thy little one, and read IN that clear
trusting eye the lesson of eternal life. Be only t.
God as thy child is TO thee, and all is done =
Blessed shalt thou be, indeed, when ga huie chit
shalt lead thee"