Columbia gazette. [volume] (Columbia, Tuolumne County, Calif.) 1852-1855, 1854-08-19
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s U NDAY AT HON e.
BY " OLD BLOCK. -

| BY GOLD BLOCK"
| 1t is a beautiful May morning. The
sun rises brightly DER the eastern hori-
zon. The air is sented by sweet fow-
ers. The fruit trees are in bloom. The
birds are hopping from twig to twig ;
and the old hcmestead-the home Of
our hearts-never appeared more lovely
How quiet and still every thing is
Nature itself seems softened and sub
dued, as if 1t was taking rest after a
busy week Of toll The least noise
seems to echo through the air as it new
er does in week day, and the shrill
Growing of the cock, or the cut-cut- ca
dada of the old hen as she leaves her
nest, rings out in tones that disturbs the
stiffness which universally reigns, and
you can't help feeling in your heart,
"confound those noisy chickens, they
ought not to crow to day p
How quietly mother steps about the
house, preparing breakfast while ia
Their, with his coat off, his shirt sleeves
rolled half way up to his elbows, the
collar turned back-exposing his bare
neck, his hair-now turning grey-lays
back half negligently on his head, is
quietly strapping his razor, glancing
now and then with look of love at am
bilious little Susy, as she is bringing
bowl cf hot water for father to shave
with, who, half afraid to trust his dar-
ling, cautions her with, "he careful,
dear; don't scald yourself" James
and Lucy. not yet dressed for the day
are sitting in corner by themselves,
looking over the Sunday school lesson
and reciting to each other so many YER
ses, that they may be perfect when they
rccite to their teacher, and even old
Caesar, that fine old New Foundland,
and Tippy, the cat, have ceased hostili-
ties and are quietly laying down togcth-
er in the sunshine at the door, as if the
one never worried and the other nerer
spit at the other, when Jim, for week
day frolic, made them belligerent. Fa-
Their has taken off his beard and put on
bis Sunday suit-all but his coat, which
hangs on the chair ready brushed
Mother has. With tiny susy's help-for
she will help all she can with her little
hands, and thinks she helps a great
aeal-has set the things on the table,
and then, going softly up and laying
her hand upon his shoulder, says in her
quiet way Gas if she was child her.
self" "Come, father, breakfast is
ready while Susy, getting hold of his
fore6nger, tugs away. repeating like
mother, "Come, pa, como to break
FAST" and leads him smiling to the old
arm chair, which she has showed up to
the table herself-she can't lift it, and
nobody else must put it there for "dcar
father" Seated around the table, with
bowed heads, but uplifted hearts, the
happy circle listen reverently to the
words, 'tOur father who art in Heaven.
we thank thee for thy blessings as
they fall from the lips of their father
COW in life.
Breakfast is over, the hearth is swep.
clean, the chi!dren's clothes are laid ont
BY mother; Susy, washed clean, stands
in her white stockings and new shoes,
her neat potticoat and pantalet:es, with
her little arms bare, at mothers knees,
who is curling her hair in ringlets to fall
down her neck, while the larger chill
dren are putting on for themselves their
best Sunday ''bib-and-tucker," soon to
join father, who is sitting in the old arm
chair, his hair combed straight, specta-
cles on his nose, engaged in pcrusing
some useful book Last Of all, mother,
who has put the finishing touch on Susy
making her look. like little angel,
all but the wings,-now retires to rig
| up for Sundsg herself. Did Jon ever