Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1855-11-09
aThe Old Folks"

"Oh sharper than serpenrs tooth 1t IS to have
athankless child.
81 must 90 down and see the old folks
pretty soon, but it is dull job" said a
fashionably dressed young man to me, one
evening. "The country is so dull, after
living in the city, that dread 10 60 there;
there is nothing to look at, and nowhere TO
go; but mother is getting pretty feeble, and
| ought to 60"
perceived that the "o!d folks" he so
disrespectfully spoke Of, were no other than
bis own father and mother.
al could get along with one day well
enough" lie said "but the old folks are
never satisfied unless l stay three or four
days, or a week, and l get heart sick Of it,
its So dull. l used to 90 and see them once
or twice year, but now it is between two
and three years since have been there
could 90 oftener, but it is so tedious and
then they make so much of me, and cry
SO when they see me, that it makes me
feel bad, because l do not go as much as |
ought; so sometimes think l will not go at
ALL"
How little had this careless son thought
of his aged parents, and yet how daily,
how hourly had those aged parents thought
of him, and Row many fervent prayers had
assembled to God for him from that q1let
fireside. He knew not how many evils
those prayers had averted from his migrate
ful head, of how many blessings they had
poured upon him.
But ali sons are not thus ungratefuL A
young friend of mine, who had resided Is
years in the same great metropolis, has
never failed twice a year to visit his parents,
and goes ofteDer, or when ever IT is posi-
bic for him to leave his business. | accl-
dentally saw letter he addressed sister
short time since, which shows that young
man can be immersed in extensive business,
and find time to love and venerate his
mother.
"Ireceived short note from mother"
after hearing that she had been i'll. 81 am
fearful that she is notimproving. If she is
any worse, or becomes dangerously sick,
desire to know it. l dread the thought
that our mother cannot be spared TO US
many years at the best-it may be but few
months have thought of it very much
for few weeks. Although she has lived
nearly her threescore and ten, and has al
most become exhausted, yet how l should
miss her; how we should all mourn for her
What mother she has been to us: what
an example; what christian! know she
has been my dearest object of love and af-
| coo.;cr oil tn 1,re Of M, Iifa Homavar
may have strayed from her bright exam
pies and her teachings, my mother has al
ways been before, beckoning me to walk in
the right way; and if l have not prayed
myself with the fervor and devotion that
should, have always felt that she was sup
plicatng for me. How much she has cared
for US! What sacred treasure, even to
the end of our lives, will be the memory o.
our mother.
81 see her now, as she looked 10 me
when she stood by the bedside of our dy.
ing brother, cheering him in his suferings
and heard her say, "The same clock that
told the hour of his birth, is now telling the
hour of his death" What a scene was
that! We know, dear sister, that these
things must be, and it is not in a melan
cboly strain that write, but every indica
ton of the approaching end Of my mother,
stirs within me all the tenderest impulse o
my heart Her removal will be TO The
brightest heaven. die when she may. Ole
age is but the threshold of death, and af
ter a life spent as our mothers has been
the portals of another world can have NJ
dreary look"
How ennobling, how touching are This
young mans words. We cannot hu. re-
spect him for his beautiful reverence and
love of his mother Years of life in New
York, subject 10 every snare and every
temptation, engaged in an engrossing and
exciting business. with the heat and passion
of youth upon him, yet the one steady
fame of deep love for his mother burned
undimmed in his heart.
Mothers! she was mother worthy OF
such son. She was Christian mother.
Would you inspire similar love and rever-
ence, b. Ike her an earnest and heartfelt
follower of the blessed Redeemsr.
And let every heartless, neglectful sor
remember the tborns of agony his thought
lessness implants in the heart of his pa
rents Let him call to remembrance the
helpless years of his childhood, and all the
self sacrificing love that fill their hearts, and
now return to them that love and gratitude
which are so justly due.-American Ness