Red Wing sentinel. [volume] (Red Wing, M.T. [i.e. Minn.]) 1855-1861, 1856-01-05
THE WAY 1T SHOULD BE DONE.

Mother, how is the -four barrel? ah
getting lows" said finely built man, as he
paused for a moment before leaving the
house where bis gray headed parents lived
must send you some have lately bought
OF the No. brand, Just for you to try;
upon my word it makes the incest and
sweetest biscuit ever tasted-and you'll
say go l think"
And the next day came the barrel Of
flour, but not alone. There was good
supply Of coffee and tea; and dozen little
niceties and all for the old folks to trv
That man knew the value of kind parents
He was SON TO be proud Of: Were any
repairs to he done, he found it out almost
intuitively; and he never called upon them
with his hands EN- PITY. Something "that
mother loved" or "would mako father
think OF old times" invariably found its
way into their pantry. And he actually
seemed to like nothing so we'll as to leave il,
their absence some token Of his fondness
and respect for those who had worn out
their lives in serving him..
But ah! how many leaves their parents
desolate and in need, or give them place
BY their fireside where they are expected to
delve and scork out the obligation. Is it
any wonder that such, conscious that IN the
way, grow querulous and fretful, and die,
perhaps, unregretted? Others are ashamed
Of their honest old parents--shame on them
keep them in some byplace giving them
pittance upon which they can barely sub
si.t. .-~----~e-ss'
A would-be~fashionable young lady who
had sacrificed everything to appearance,
once told some Of her newly.made acquain-
tances, that tile familiar old man who was
Iaboring in the yard was ther woodsawyer.
Having gone thus far she was base enough
TO Garry put The lie, and when lie came in
for moment, andss{ood upon7t TIRES
hold Of the door with childish smile
warming his wrinklcl face into sunshine as
he gazed on their merriment, instead Of
calling him by the dear name Of tatt}.e+ tatt}}.e.+; she
schooled herself to say, co|elIy pointing to
the yard, VIC can't pay you till the whole is
done" The old father gazed for a moment
in astonishment, comprehended her duplici-
ty and turned away broken hearted. Truly
then the iron entered his soul, for.
ooh! who can tell
How sharper than a scrpent's tooth it is
TO have a tl,ankless child"
-Sxesser praise can never be given than
hat Of dying parent, as lie 61esses tie
hand that has led him gently from sorrow
70 sorrow, and is even now smoothing the
:old brow, damp with the spray Of Jorden.
And dear the thought, as your tears fall up
IN the sod that covers the gray haired father
that you were ever kind and loving to him,
hat YOU gave cheetfdlly Of your abundance,
md caused him not to feel that you were
1oing a charity. Never can we repay.
hose ministerihg angels we call father and
mother. Angels though, early, have they
ever been from the time that Adam and
Eve gazed upon their first born, as he slept
amid roses, while the tiny fingers, the wax
IN lids, and the cherub form, were all niys-
eries to them. Willingly they have suffered
or us: let us bless them with the kindest
let US fold them in our hearts, and
allow no love Of gain, or pride of position
% tear them thence. s--'s--4,z...,, -,