Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1853-07-16

Sunday Morning at the Dibdins.

"Jnne,' Suddenly cxclaims Mrs. Dib-
dil), "do YOU know it is nearly time for
your Sabbath School,o commence? hope
you have committed your hymns and COM
mandments TO memory.-rut on your lit.
tie je. bracelet, and your Iuilled panla'
let's. Now, say the third commandment,
while fix your curls lit does seem to
me as if your hair never cutls halfas well
on Sundays as on week days.-Mind, you
ask Lefty Brown where her mother bought
tha, cunning little straw hat Of hers; moi
in Sabbath School, Of course; that would
be very wicked, but after it is ovei, as
you walk along 10 church.
"Jane; What's The chic: end of man !
Don't know2 Well, its the most aston
ishing thing that that hssombly's Gate.
chism don't stay in your head any better!
/, seems 10 90 into one car and out Of the
other. Now pay particular attention
while | tell yon what the chief end OF man
isis well-T-T-why don't you hold
still? you arc always putting a body out
You had better runup stairs and get your
book. Here. stop minute, and let me
tie your sash straight. Pink is very be-
coming to you, Jane yoa inheri. your
mothers blonde beauty. Come away
from that glass, jane, this minute don't
you know i, is wicked to look in that glass
on Sunday !-See if you can say your
"crced7 that your Episcopal teacher wants
you to learn. Come; ~ beleve"-(ln
less than one week your toes will be
through those drab CATERS, Jane). Good.
ness, il there isn't the bell Why didn't
you gel your lesson Saturday evening?
Oh! I recollect; you were at dancing
school, Well-you needn't say anything
abou, that, to your teacher; BECAUSE
because there's a 'timc 10 dance, and a
time TO go 10 meeting, and nO,r it is meet
ing time; so, come here, and let me roll
tina; refractory rinslet over my fager once
more, and then, do you walk sOlemaly a.
long to church, as a baptized child
should.
"llcre! stop bit! you may wear this
coral bracelet OF mine, il you wont lose
it. There, now you look mos! as pretty
as your mother did, when she was your
age.-Don't toss your head SO, Jane; peo.
pie will call you vain; and you know
have always told yor tha: it makes very
little difference how little girl looks, if
she is only a little christian. There,
goodbye e;-repeat your catechsm, going
along; and, don't let the wind blow your
hrir out OF curl.n
SUNDAY NOON AT THE DlBDrSs.
(Nr. Dibdia reading a pile Of business ieiiers,
fresh from the Post Office: Mrs. Dibdia, in
G pcari-tOlOred brocGdc, and lace rug'es, de-
touring "Bieak House."
lIrs. DIbden.-" Jane, is it possible
see you, on The holy Sabbath day, with
Mother Goose's Melodies! Put ii away,
this 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"
Janc.-"Well, but, mamma, You know
l can't spell the big words. Won't you
read it to rae p
Mrs. Dibdin.-"l am busy reading,
now, my dear: so and ask your papa"
Jane.-"rlease, papa, will you read TO
me in my little Bible! mamma is busy"
Mr.. Dibdin.-"Aly dear, will you be
kind enough to pull that bell for James
nursery maid! she'is gettingtroublesome." J"
n II "
Exit Miss Jane to the nursery, to listen
to Katy's end her friend BridseI's account
of their successful llirtations with john
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