Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1853-03-26
Kiss Nc, Mamma, do Kiss Ne!


The child was so senistivc-so like that lit
tie, shrinking plant, that curls at a breath, and
shuts its heart from tho light.
The only beauties she possessed were an ex-
ceedingly transparent skin,a the most mourn
full blue eyes.
had been trained by very stern, strict,
conscientious mother but was hardy plant,
rcbouuding after every shock misfortune cod
not daunt, though discipline tanned mel
fancied alas that must go through the same
routine with this delicate creature; so one day
when she had displeased me exceedingly, by re-
peating an offense, was determined to punish
her severely. 1 was very serious oil day,
and on sending her to her little couch, said
Now, my daughter, to punish you, and to
show you how very naughty you have been, 1
shall not kiss you tonight
She stood looking at me, astonishment per-
sonfcd, with her great mournful eyes wide open.
I suppose she had forgotten her misconduct
till then, and left her with the big tears
trinkling down her checks, and her lips quiv-
ering.
IItSthtt1 WIS bthb lOis 'Ohs ulhulNit Obu
will kiss me, cant go to sleep if you don't,
she sobbcd, every tone of her voice trembling,
and she held out her hands.
Now came the struggle between love and
what falsely termed duty. My heart said give
her the kiss of peace; my stern nature urged
me to persist in my correction, that l might
! impress the fault upon her mind. That was
the way had been trained, until was most
submissive child; and remembered how often
1 have thanked my mother since for her staight
forward course,
knclt by the bed side-'mother can't kiss
you, Ellen whispered, though every word
choked me. Her hand touched mine; it was
hot, though l attributed it to her excitement. -
blamed myself as the fragile form shook with
halfsupprcssed s1bs, and saying, mother hopes
little Ellen will learn to mind her after this,
left the room Cor the night.
1t might have been about twelve whom wa,
awakened by tho nurse. Apprehcnsive, rar
to the childs chamber. l had fearful dream
Ellen did not know me. Sho was sitting uT
crmsonod from the forehead to the throat, he
eyes so bright that almost drew back aghas
at their glance. From that night raging Ce
yer drank up her lfe--and what, think you
was the incessant plant poured into my an
guished hearth ...t ..e...
oh, kiss me, mother-do kiss me. can't g
to sleep. You'll kiss your little Ellen, won
you. can't go to sleep. won't bo naughty
if you'll only kiss me. Oh! kiss me, dea
mamma; can't go to sleep.
Holy little child, sho did 60 to sleep one gra!
morning, and never woke again-nevcr He
hand was locked in mine, and all my veins ic,
with its gradual chill. Family the light fadet
out in those beautiful cyes-whitcr and white
grew the tremulous lips. She never know me
but with her last breath she whispered. q
will be good mother, il you will only kiss me.
Kiss her God knows how passionate bu
unavaiiing were my kisses upon her check, nf.
ter that fatal night. God knows how wild wer,
my prayers that she might know, if but onl,
once, that kissed her. God knows how
would have yielded up my very life, could.
have asked forgiveness of that sweet child.
Well, grief is unavailing now. She lies il
her little tomb-there in little urn at the hon,
and rose bush at her fcct-there grow swce
summer flowers there waves the gentle grass
there birds sings their matings and vespers
there the blue sky smiles to- day, and there lie
tho freshness of my heart.