The North-Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1834-1850, 1850-10-02
MANAGING CHILDREN.

MANAGING CHILDREN.
"My soul, look well around thee ere thou give thy
tmid infant unto sorrows."
One of the hot days Of the last few weeks, it was
my lot to be riding in the long days journey.
When we started in the early morning the travelling
was delightful. The country looking green and
bright with the nights dew, and the soft, cool morn
ing breeze refreshed it blew through the
But as went on, the sun grew hotter and hotter,
the dust blew into the cars mingled with cinders,
and we all felt that for the rest of the way we were
doomed to discomfort. I tried, with book, to lose
my of the present trials, but my attention
diverted from reading by group which occupied the
and little brght-ooking boy of three or four years
old. noticed them when the first started sit
ting at distance from me, but they had now chang
ed their seats, and were near to me that could
avoid both seeing and hearing all that going on
"Be quiet, will you % were the first words from
the mother, said in excited and impatient manner
But the little one could not be quiet. He had been
travelling for many hours, he had exhausted all his
means of amusement, and eaten cake and candy till
he could eat no more. He had examined the cars
over and over again; until the novelty was all at
end, and he evidently hot and uncomfortable. As
we'll might you tell the wind to stop blowing, as tell
him to be quiet. So he looked at bis MOTHER and
then began 20 tease and whine, and to say that he
was tired and wanted some water. thought she
would sympathize with the little one, and try to
amuse and comfort him. But the noise evidently ir
ritated her. "If you not still in minute, George
Henry. I'll throw you out of the window; will do
it.' The child looked frightened for minute, and
seemed to think it would be terrible fate. But his
reason, and experience too, we may suppose, told
him that this threat would never be carried into exc
cuton He tried however for little while to amuse
himself with his mothers gloves, but they were
snatched away from him, and then he was evidently
compelled to begin again. ' Mamma, mamma, I'm
tired" and then came louder demonstration. BY
this time the father had walked from his nap, in no
very pleasant mood it seemed for, hearing the child's
voice, he Immediately made dive at him. shook him,
and boxed his ears violently. There now, stop
crying and be quiet.'' But that was utterly out OF
the question. He could not do it at once, and the
mother Joined her voice to say in the same impatient,
angry way, Hush, hush, tell You, you'll get it
again. AS possible the child stopped the
loud voice, and cowed down in his seat with suky
look, and disturbed expression on his face. The
next time looked he had fallen asleep, much to my
satisfaction and his sleep lasted till were near our
journeys end.
Very much of this kind of treatment Of children is
there in the world, and if there not kind Prov
idence watching these little ones to override the
bad influences Of early training, still smaller than it
is would be the proportion of good men and women:
How many parents there who seem to forget the
tremendous responsibility that rests upon them, the
great work that God gave them to do when he put
little children in their arms, and who act instead, as
if they sought only how to rear and educate them
with the least trouble to themselves. They seem to
begrudge the time takes if their whole time
too much to give to the training of immortal souls.
Oh, the impatience that seizes little child and in
ficts punishment III the heat of an angry moment
how much has it to answer for! DO not be surprls-
ed to see the temper of your child uncontrolled he
grows older You have been teaching him day by
day, from his infancy, by your own mpatlence, and
hasty yielding to passion, when waywardness and
careessness have irritated you. Calmly, and quiet
y, and lovingly, must child be governed. 1t severe
punishment must be inflicted, if in other way can
obedience be gained wait until every spark of angry
feeling has left you and let him that you 60 about
it solemnly and sadly.
This teaching children falsehood. too, by unmean-
ing threats what store of trouble is parent laying
up for himself who does it! Not in the smallest de-
gree, not in the youngest child, ought 1t to be Prac-
few years hence he will feel that was false; and
he may say, if falsehood is ustifabe in one case it
is in another; if in my mother, In me.
Love and tenderness 60 very>tar in the management
of children; not foolish indulgence that pampers
the appetite and yields weakly to every foolish de-
sire, but the quiet love that wraps the about the
child, and lays cheek to cheek and speaks SO softly
that the little feels in his nnost heart that he is
blessed by it feels that he cannot it or disobey
it. The rough boy on whom threats would be lost,
who feels too proud to be afraid of punishment, will
be melted and he ready to give up darling Pans by
such a love as this.
TO educate children as God would have US, to feel
hope that We are fitting them for heaven, requires
life of watchulness and prayer. Of watchfulness;
lest we, by example, by yielding to imPatience
or selshness, may implant in the souls Of our chill
dren, seeds that in coming years will bring forth bit
ter fruits. Of prayer; that we may be aided and
strengthened by an Almighty hand. Oh. neg.
The FLIGHT OF TIME. In reference to the flight of
Time, Dr.. Spring closed discourse in the fol-
lowing graphic language:
81 shall never address this audience again. Ishal
never again meet them but at the bar of God. That
interview seems indeed far distant. But it will be
soon time. with his eagle wings, shall have finished
the little remnant of his short After death
the Judgment We die; but intervening ages pass
rapidly over those who sleep in the dust. ihere is
no dialpla.e there which to count the hours OF
time. No longer is it told by days, or months, or
years for the planets which mark these periods are
hidden from their sight. Its flight is no longer noted
by events perceived by the for the ear is deaf
and the eye is closed. The busy world of life, which
wakes at each morning and ceases at every night'
goes on above them, but them all is silent and un-
seen. The greetings of Joy and the voice of grief,
the revolutions of empires and the lapse Of send
no sound within that narrow cell. Generation after
generation brought and laid by their side the in
scription upon their monumental marble tells the GEN.
taries that have passed away; but to the sleeping
dead the long interval unobserved. Like dream
of the night with the quckness of thought. the mind
ranges time and space almost without limit there is
but moment between the hour when the eye is closed
in the grave, and when it wakes to the Judgment"
The CAMEL's REVENGE. A few years ago it
CHANGED that valuable Camel, working in an oil
mill in Africa, severely beaten by its driver,
who, perceivng that the camel had treasured up the
injury, and only waiting favorable opportunity
for revenge, kept strict watch upon the camel.
Time passed away, the camel perceiving that it was
watched, quiet and obedent, and the driver be-