The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1856-11-15
Deceiving a Mother.


playing in the garden among the beauu.
full flowers, and she looked almost like
blushlng rosebud herself.
A sweet, graceful little creature was
Kitty. and every one loved her dearly,
for her heart was full OF love, and her
clear eyes revealed 1t so, Of course, none
could help loving her.
Little children who love every one, are
always greatly beloVed.
But you must not suppose my little
kluy was little angel, who was with
out faults.
Sone there are so lovely, so nearly
like Tie white winged ones above, that
we know that they are 10 tarry with US
bat lntle season; and when we see
them passing from Us. we are not sur
prised or shocked. for they seem TO be
exhaicd like dew from the hearts ot flow
ers, and we only glance a moment al the
little grave, where rep"ses Inc precious
dust, for We know our treasure Is not
there; and In heaven there IS one angel
more.
OuI Kitty was not one Of these. With
all her charms and all her winning ways,
there was plenty OF ear'hlness about her
young nature. ant sometimes, though not
often, she did very naughty things, and
her bright eyes we're wet with reoei!!ous
tears.
| When Kitty came in from the garden,
that pleasant Saturday afternoon, she
hardly looked as though Ii were possible
/ for her to do auy but kind and agreeable
things. Smiles dlmpled all over her
round face and sparkIed IN her eyes, as
she entered her mothers chamber.
kluy, darling. said her mother,
want YOU 10 rock baby Walter, while
90 INTO the other room awhile.
Now, il ever a child dsllked 10 do any
thing in the world, KIuy disIlked TO roet
a cradle. Many time she had said /
before, pnd now she repeated /. aside
for she did not say it aloud.
IL wish there was not cradle IN Id
whole world. Babies ought to 60 II
sleep without them, and, y, dear, how
do late to rock, rock :
Blu, she made no objection TO situn'
down and rock Walter. The mother lei
the room.
Rock, rock, rock. steadily went til
, cradle for ten minutes. Then the chubb
hands grew tired.
Il mean TO he down on the floor an
pretend to sleep" thought ktiy.
Preue scon her mother heard mes
ling sound from the baby.
So Rock away Kitty, dear; the baby
waking whispered she.
Blu, Kitty didn, rock.
Mamma stepped in to see what WI
8 the matter. There lay the rosy chez
and curly hair low upon the straw ca
pet =, L. b.,
Poor child : said the DEAR KIN
mother. how tired she must have beer
And hushing the baby she took p'
- low from the bed, and softly and gent
moved her daughter 10 more eon'ois
HE posi,ion, placing heI SHINING rIngle
and her sof, red cheeks upon the snow
pillow. :, u. ,oo,
Sleep, little creature said the moi
er.
And she seated herself TO rock a.
le watch her boy. y :,
All, # she had watched KITTY s
- would have seen TWO large tears wo
their way through the in,erlacins oi Tho
long, dark lashes, which shaded b
cheek. and they were followed by ma
- others for the hear, Of the shy little GRE
tare was ddply touched by her moshe
W. tenderness.
Never again was kitty known to $ $
J" she did no. like to rock the cradle. !
lesson OF ,ha, summer day was ne,
lorgo,,en. and more than once, IN al
years did her tears fall, as she reoa'
g. ,bs sound OF her mothers voice, and !
touch of her hand that day ana Oh
vas her heart sad 70 remember 'ha'
Of decepslon, long after her dear mo''
was slumbering in the tomb.
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