The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1855-10-20
NUMBER l62..
A few moments did Mrs Lvou4stand look

A few moments did Mrs Lyen stand look
ing at her children-grief not anger, upon her
pale countenance. How still alb became. What
a look of wonder came gradually into the
children's faces, as they glanced one at the
other. Something of shame was next visible.
And now, the mother was conscious over the
young rebesaof her household 81
Emily, said she speaking mildly, and yet
with touch of sorrow in her voice she could
not subdue, Z wish you would go up into my
room, and sit with Mary while she sleeps"
Without signo ofopposition; or even ofre-
luctance, Emily went quietly from the nursery
in obedience to- her mothers desires.
"This room is very much Ia disorder, julia"
Many times had Mrs. Lyon said, under Ii lze
circumstances, "Why don't you put things to
nghts!'' or II never saw such girls! If all the
room was topsyturvy, and the floor an inch
thick with dirt you would never turn oversa
hand to put things in ortfer;'' or $50 and get
the broom, this minute, and sweep up the
room. You are the LATEST girl that ever lived,
Many, many times, as we have said, had such.
language been addressed by Mrs Lyon, under
like circumstances, to Julia and her sisters,
without producing anything better than 3
Igrumbling, partial execution of her wishes.
But now, the mild intimation that the room,
was in disorder, produced all the effect desired
Julia went quickly about the work of restoring
things to their right places, and in afew minutes
order was apparent where confusion reigned
before. Littl4 Tommy, whose love of ham,
mering was an incessant annoyance to his
mother, ceased his din on her sudden appear
ance, and for few moments stood in expecta-
ton of boxed ear; for a time he was puzzled.
to understand the new aspect ofaffairs. Find
| ing that he was under the ban as usual, he
commenced slapping stick over the top ofan
old table making most ear-piercing noise.
Instantly Julia said; ina low voice, to him---
| Don't Tommy-don't do that. You know
it makes mothers head ache.''
"Does it make your head ache, motherP
asked the child curiously and with pitying
tone in his voice, as he came creeping up to
his mothers side, and looking at her as ifin
doubt whether he wonld be repulsed or not
Sometimes it does my son." replied Mrs.
Lyon, kindly; "and it is always unpleasant
Won't you try to play without making so
much noise?' - rfs
eyes, mother, rll try" answered the little
fellow, cheefully. But forget sometimes.
He looked earnestly at his mother, ss II
lsomething more was in his thoughts. -
i "Well DEAR what else?' said she encourag-
lingly.. z.aa,a .s--sl5
"When forget you'll tell me, won't.you.
1 eyes, love-" % 54 3s
EAnd tnen III Stop. Dut uon't SCOlu Ius
mother for then can't stop.'' H ads
Mrs. Lyons heart was touched. She caught
lher breath, and bent her head down., to con-
ceal its expression, until it rested on the silken
lhair of the child. 56 sTf s9fa
'sBe good boy Tommy, and mother will
never scold you any more" she murmured in
lhis ears.
) His arms stole upwards, and as they were
Itwined closely about her neck, he pressed his
llips tightly against her cheek-thus sealing
|, lhis part of the contract with kiss.
How sweet to the mothers taste were these
first fruits of selfcontrol. In the effort to-
Igovern herself what power had she acquired.
In stilling the tempest of passion in her own
bosom, she had poured the oil ofpeace overiths.
fstorm- -fretted heart of her children. sAtf
Only first fruits were these. In all her after
days did that mother strive with herself, ere
lshe entered into a contest with the inherited
evils of her children; and just so far as she was
able to overcome evil in herself, was self-resis-
tance only light effort: but the feeble influ-
ence for good that flowed from her words or
actions whenever this was SO, warned her Of
lerror and prompted a more vigorous self
control! Need it be said that she had an abun-
dant rewards