Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1848-03-24

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Their had not the money to ad% vance, and Phil
lip was doing all he could.
Make up your mind to 90 back and ask
MIR. Giles 10 let you try again." said our mo-
Their land then, Madison, take hold, with a
stout heart, Of what is before you, and do il :
do 1t and never finch :" and then she told us
how every thing truly valuable was TO be
earned by struggling and effort, the long stri-
wing which alone could open heaven to us.
In the morning, Madison appeared with a
sorry air. He was undecided, and therefore
unhappy. How many Inefficient boys of Did
er growth can sympathize with him Covel-
ing the fruit of industry, yet incapable and
unwilling 10 put shoulder to shoulder and
hand to hand in the great battle of life.
AT an early hour he went to his saw. Lit.
tie by little, one stick at a time, he finished
the wood necessary for the day. 81 have
done this" said he to himself; IL have done
lit is only saw up and saw down; what
we want is to come to the point and then act,
mother says He stopped and surveyed his
position; the heiler, Phillip, his mother, and
last, though not least, his reputation. 81
must" he declared, stamping his foot firmly
on a stick, 81 must make up my mind, mo-
ther says, and then do it," Upon this he
turned aud walked into the house.
"Molher, will go to Mr.. CHESS he said,
entering the kitchen, and planting himself be-
fore her at his full height; the stoop in his
back actually disappearing. She looked at
him, and her countenance expressed all he
could wish. | do not know what passed be-
tween him and Mr.. Giles, but Madison came
home that evening in the highest spirits.-
" Mother" he exclaimed, 81 should like to
be a farmer. / like farming first rate" 1t
was easy enough TO see that his hands went
with his will, aud that they both went right.
He felt the genuine joy of conquering him
self, and achieving a work. Madison has
since said, that when well.nigh giving up, or
when he began to lag by the way, he cried
aloud 10 his tagging energies, "Do it! DO
a stout heart, mother says. If | can saw,
l can rake; and after all, it is only saw up
and Saw dotcn. ! must help myself or no.
body will" and away flew his rake over the
hay.
1t was the third year of our residence in
the onc-story house, on a pleasant September
afternoon, that Bossy entered the yard.-
behind her, Madison by her side,
now and then palting her afleclionaiely mo-
Their and | were at the barn door awaiting her
SIT is ours, our COW ~ | exclaimed in en-
ais she not a beauty, mother - exclaimed
Madison, driving her so as 10 display her
1roadside 10 the best advantage. Zone of
he best heifers that ever Mr.. Giles had, he
says. Oh mother, where's The new pail |
earned all about milking over TO Mr.. Giles's.
her bag is it not a beauty, mother 7"
rs Phillip threw back his hat, showing his
features, lighted up with interest,
lie looked lhe impersonation Of bright, elias
healthy boyhOod.
Need ! say that never was milk sweeter,
llcer, richer, whittier, than was that. Need
say, that never COW existed like Bossy, new
r one SO fat, SO amiable, so excellent. New
r was COW like that COW, and why ! because
We had earned her. She was the product of
oil, resolute,- unflinching toll. In her, my
,rothers tasted the sweets Of achievement, as
we'll as sweet milk. From that time Madi.
son never grumbled. A change had been
gradually wrought in his character. He UNI
derslood what a power he possessed of doing,
and he flung off his Longing, indolent, COM
habits. All, our mother understood
A great secret, the importance Of giving boys
something to do, and making them work il
out reSOiuiely to the end the activities of
need to be disciplined and directed.
Boys weary of continual play, yearn for some
hing 10 accomplish. Give it 10 them, and
hen compel steady, persevering effort, until
t be finished. In the end they are better
boys and happier boys for it. 1t is the only
hight preparatory training to fit them for sue
,ess in business, and for steady well-directed
effort in mature life. And this is one reason
why the country possesses a advantages over
the city in the training of boys. In the coun-
try there is something for them to do, and
space to do it in. In teaching children to
become useful, parents need much forbear-
lnce and great resolution. Their awkward,
jungllng, or reluctant attempts are discour-
aging and vexatious, and a father will often
send off his boy and 10 The thing him
self, III far less time and far better style, rath-
er than take the trouble to teach, and 10 ell
his son 10 execute it. 1t was not SO
with our mother. In the garden, the barn,
md the wood-house, her looks and words of
encouragement every where presided. She
gradually accustomed US TO active duty, as
10 each of us some work TO do, and
following us up until it was done, and toeH
fone. She inspired us with energy and cheer
and made us relish the work, and
Jade US witness the good results flowing from
nd ~ustrious habits. All, it is our mother, who
has made us what we are. And now we have
.uSl returned from tnlS dear nome OF our boy
mood, no longer the dingy, yellow, one-story
house, but a commodious dwelling of two
with ample porlico in front, and the
cool shadows of honeysuckle and acacia, in
siting you to linger there. 1t belongs to Phil
iP, the interchangeable fruit grower. Look in
o his nursery and gardens; they are young
yet, but is it not enough to delight ones eyes,
o say nothing of the taste? They are the
work Of his own hands. His vicinity TO the
,ity affords him an extensive market, and he
las already exceeded our most sanguine en-
Look at his house, and the young
'hrubbery growing so luXuriously in every
There is a little bedroom, in that
louse, which is a more interesting object still.
t commands a beautiful view Of the garden
md Of the western sky, and Of a distant pas
ure, where BoSsy's descendants are quietly
and there, at the window, sits our
mother, our beloved mother, in her rocking
She is old and inirm now; but though
Ter eyes is dim, her heart wakes not old. 1t
5 full of love and gratitude, and she blesses
Tod for her boys. "Such sons ~ she says.
And who, under God, has made us what we