Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1852-11-06
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glee and clamors for supper. But there
goes Eddy rolling down the cellar steps aud
oh dear what a shout he raiscs. Now
have picked him up, aud persuaded him to
sit quietly Oh my lap whilst / jot down.
know not what
This is n lovely autumn day; the sun
shines with tie mellow, subdued light pc
culiOr to Indian Summer, the wind has been
making mournfnl music in tho tree tops, and
bringing TO me oil day long the rustliug of
the dried corn that still stands uncut in u
ncighboring field. Some times though, it
sweeps pnst with such force, ns to send pals
and basins rolling over the yard, and forcibly
reminds one, Of the "September Gale" by
q. w. Holmes
Autumn always brings back old memories
or rather nwakens them from their quiet
slumber. Up comes unbidden the picture
of far-of scene, of mountain and meadow,
and glltering streanlet, of the quiet orchard
with its dropping fruit, and young children
playing on the moss covered rocks. There
they mimic the life that all too soon they are
destined TO enter upon. See that little girl
playing moiiIer--llow full of busy import
ancc she is,--to her come the rest 10 know
whit part each is TO fulfil in the nll.import-
ant business of arranging the playhouse.-
Now she is getting supper. 1t is true her
resources are scanty, but see already the
fore -slIadowing of inventive gcnins-ihcre
arc only apples to use, but who would ever
guess, what grown person, ] meanl to how
mnny uses these alone may he put. II, like
me, you love 10 linger about children, just
Atny aud watch this little mimic womdn.-
First, she cuts off large piece of large
red apple and then scrapes the insidc into
nice pulp, and that is her dish of apple saucc.
Then she cuts off next, round, smooth fiat
pieces for plates, and when she has enough
Of these, she cuts some long slices for bread,
some small pieces for potatoes, some square
ones, for butter, and what with the different
shaped articles aud the different kinds Of
apples, she will set quite an cxtesiye table.
And it is well she should he pracicng the
art ofiicklins her brothers appetite, for does
not her present employment shadow forth
the life that is before her?
But nm speaking as if the scene were
real. II was real once, now il is a memory
brought TO light. Again the little girl comes
before me as she sits demurely plying her
needle, occasionly looking out into the bright
sunshine, and wishing she had stnid "litlIc
bit of girl" so she might run out and play.
But it is too late, little girl! You must now
walk instead Of run and sit in the house,
aid sew, or knit, or rend, instead of building
pisyhouses in the orchard. Your mother is
. very kind, fond mother, but she has always
slough, thal running, and jumping, and play
Ing were very rude aud boyish ways of
passing time, aud you will soon think SO to,
and soon learn to be lady-likc aud uttrac-
tive"
As with the camera oliscura, so with the
mind. its pictures nre ever shifting and va
Tying: and here comes one of the snme chill
,lren grown into her tecns-n very proper,
sweet, lovely looking girl, but she hos grown
up tall, without strength; she resembles II
plant that has grown up in the dark, colorless
and with little substance. Yet she does not
complain-slc says she feels well enough,
only langnid, and gets so tired when she has
TO work. But her good mother, although
looking many years older, and much more
feeble, than when teaching her little one to
sew, spares her all hard labor-she takes
That upon herself
Again we sec the daughter new-made
bride, receiving the congratulations of all,
save that mother, who with fond yearnings,
presses her 10 her heart, MS though she could
not let her 60, and when she gives her into
her husbands arms, sobs out in most inn.
pressiye nccenls, " BE kind to my daughter"
Alas! she feels that wonIau's lot is on her."
and that though she has heretofore sheltered
her beloved one from the rough bnsis of
life, TINT now her protecting arm can no lon.
ger he thrown around her, bni she must tread
hione her own appointed pathway.
Many other pictures rapidly pnss in re-
view, showing the young wife in tie glory of
her new position, ms a real live Ilousekceper,
IN enjoying the excitement Of learning to
cook, aud provide, and manage,--someliue
The bread is burned, sometimes il is sour, but
The Two happy young Teople arc too much
hlive TO the pleasures of their newly created
home, 10 let such trihes annoy them seriouy,
more than that the wife is necessarily NOR
iifed in having her husband make the dis
rovery that she is not wholly perfect in every
hing Then comes the suffering Joy of
maternity, that awakens unknown emotions
IN The bosom, and makes them know n
larger, fuller existence Than tbev Ind drenm-