Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-10-22

But what made George feel so bad, and
cry1 Poor little boy Little did he dream
that his sister would give him such a sweet
return for his wicked blow. Would he have
cried, if his sister had struck him back with
her fist, as he had struck her! Not he. He
would rather she had beaten him black and
blue than kiss him as she did for striking
him back again could not have made him
feel sorry at all. 1t was that sweet, sistefly
kiss-that gentle wiping away his tears with
her apron-that generous and anger-killing
affection, that led her to excuse him, and
seek to comfort him by saying, " Don't cry,
George you did not hurt me much" These
were the things that made him cry. SO it
would break any body's heart, and make him
weep, TO receive such kind and generous
treatment from those whom he had injured.
No man could Withstand il.
A KISS FOR A Blow All the school saw,
at once, what was meant by overcoming evil
with good and they needed no further in
s%truction on the subject. They never will
forget it.. Had Mary struck her brother,
there had been a fight. 1t was prevented by
her kiss.
When others strike you, or do anything to
you which you think an injury, always do as
sweet little Mary did, and give a kiss for a
blow, and there will be no trouble. They
will take care how they wrong you, in any
way, when they are once sure that The iniu-
ries they do you will not be returned. Though
George was the oldest and the largest, and
could strike the hardest, yet Mary conquered
him. The large, strong body of George, his
muscular arm, and hard blows, were not "A
mach for the strong love and sweet kiss of
Mary. If George had had the body of a gi-
ant, or the strength of a million of men in his
arm, Mary's sweet love and kiss, that clean,
soft apron wiping away his tears, and those
gentle, but heart-piercing words, Don't cry,
George; you did not hurt me much" would
have conquered them all. What could poor
George do? If he had had all the arms and
soldiers in the world, to help him in his at
tack upon Mary, armed with her sweet love
and kiss, and clean, soft apron, and gentle
words, she would have conquered them all.
Dear children, arm yourselves with Mary's
weapons; throw away your anger, your sui
len looks, your provoking nicknames. your
clenched fists, and furious blows, and take
the sweet love, and kiss, and soft words, OF
little Mary then go forth to meet your enc
mics, and you may be sure of an easy and
bloodless victory.
There ought to be a school in every family
10 tedcn cnIldTen now 10 use these weapons.
Parents ought TO be the teachers. ! have
often thought, if the nation would furnish us
the money to establish schools TO teach all
our children how to conquer their enemies
with these powerful but gentle weapons,
which it now furnishes to establish schools
to teach them how to fight and kill them with
swords and guns, our property, liberty, and
lives, would be safer; and it would not cost
half Gn rnt,ah 20 boon d, =, H. -.-- -.
Of being taught to meet their enemies and
subdue them with love and kindness, they
are taught 10 meet them with deadly weapons,
and to kill, Stay, and destroy" them. Chill.
dren never will be safe-parents never will
towns, cities, states, and nations never will,
till all these numbering instruments are thrown
away, and children are taught NEVER nc
HuNCH THOSE WHO CROWD, and always tc
give-A KISS FOR A BLOW!