Washington telegraph., 1853-09-28
Sunday Morning at the Dibdens'

Jane, tSQdQeniF eXcla1mS Mrs. .JIb-
den) do you know it is nearly time for
your Sabbath School to commence /
hope you have committed your hymns and
commandments to memory. Put on your
little jet bracelet, and your ruffied panta-
lettes Now say the third commandment
while fix your curls 1T does seem to me
that your hair never curls half as well on
Sundays as on week days Mind you ask
Lefty Brown where her mother got that
cunning little straw hat of hers, not in the
Sabbath School, of course, that would be very
wicked, but after it is over, as you walk
along to church.
"Jane, what is the chief end of man
Don't know Well, it's the most astonsh-
ing thing that Assembly's Catechism don't
stay in your head any better. 1t seems
to 90 into one ear, and out of the other
Now pay particular attention while / tell
YOU what the chief end of man is The
don't you hold still you are always putting
a body out Y You had better run up stairs
and get your book Here, stop minute,
and let me tie your sash straight. Pink is
very becoming to you, Jane you inherit
your mothers blonde beauty. Come away
from that glass Jane, this very minute,
don't you know it is wicked to look in the
glass on Sunday See if you can say your
creed that your episcopal teacher wants
YOU to learn. Come; | beleve,-Gn less
than week your toes will be through those
drab CATERS. Jane) Goodness if there isn't
the bell Why didn't you get your lesson
on Saturday evening? Oh [ recollect you
were at dancing school. Well--you need't
say anything about that to your teacher
because-because there's "a time to Dance
and time to 90 to meeting, and now is the
meeting time so come here and let me
roll that refractory ringlet over my finger
once more, and theu do you walk solemnly
along to church, as baptised child should.
"Here. stop bit! you may wear this
coral bracelet of mine if you won't lose it.
There; now you look most as pretty as
your mother did when she was of your
age Don't toss your head so, Jane peo-
pie will think you vain you know have
always told you that it makes very little diff
ference how little girl looks, if she is only
a little christian There, good bye repeat
your catechism going along and don't let
the wind blow your hair out of curl
Sunday Noon at the Dibdens'.
(Mr. Dibdeu reading a pile Of business
letters, fresh from the post office Ms
Dibden IN @ pearl colorea brocaae and
lace ru6les, derouriaag Bleak House. }
Mrs. Dibden-"Jane, is it possible | see
you, on the holy Sabbath day. with Mother
Goose's Melodies ? Put it away this very
minute, and get your bible. There's the
pretty story of Joseph building the ark, and
Noah in the lions den and Isaac killing his
brother Cain and all that,
Jane -eWeH, but, mama, you know |
can't spell the big words Won't you read
it to me %
Mrs. Dibden-"Im IN busy reading now,
my dear; go and ask your papa .
Jane-"Please, papa, will you read to
me in my little Bible mama is busy.
Mr. Dibden-''My dear, will you be kind
enough to pull that bell for James nursery
maid !. she is getting troublesome,
Exit Miss Jane to the nursery, to listen
to Katy's and her friend Bridget's account
of successful firtations with John O'Calll-
gan and Michael ODonahue.
FANNY FERN.