Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1857-11-13
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THERE'S no disputing this fact; it shines
IN the, face. of every little child. This
coarse brawling, scolding woman will
have vicious. brawling. fighting, children.
The who cries on every occasion, "pll
box your ears-Pll slap your iaws-I'u
break your neck" is known as thorough
ly through her ,chiidren as if, her unwo-
manly manners were openly display in
the public streets.
These remarks were suggested by a
conversation in an omnibus-that noble
institution for the student of men, and man.
ners- between friend and a ,schoolmas-
ter. Our teacher was caustic, mirthful
and sharp. His wit flashed like the pol.
lished edge of2a dimond. and kept the
"bus in roar" The, entire community
of innsiders-snd whoever is intimate
with these conyeyances can form a pretty
good idea Of our numbers-inclusive of
the zone more" so we'll known to the fra
ternlty, their heads eyes and ears one
way, and finally our teacher said:
can always tell the mother by the
boy. The urchin who draws back with
double fists and lunges at his playmate If
he looks at him askance, has very ques-
tlonable mother. She may feed and
clothe him. cram him with sweetmeats,
and coax him with promises; but if she
gets mad she fights. She will pull him
by the jacket, she will give him knock
on the back. she will dlag him by the
hair, she will call him all sorts of wicked
names, while passion plays over her face
Ion kNal1N IL al.
the corners of her eyes.
And we never see the courteous little
fellow with smooth locks and gentle man
ners. in whom delicacy does not detract
from courage and manliness. but We say
"that boys mother is a true lady. Her
words and ways are soft. loving, and qui-
ct. Ii she reproves, her language is, my
son'-not you little wre;ch-plague Of my
lite-you tOrment-1o on scamp"
She hovers before him as pillar OF
light before the wandering lsraelites, and
her beams are r, aected in his face. To
him the word mother is synony with
everything pure, sweet, and beautiful.
Is he an artist? In after lie the face that
wi holy radiance shines on his canvass
will be the mothers fGce. Whoever fits
across his path with sunny smiles, and
soft, low voice will bring his mothers
image freely to his breast. She is like
my mother, will be the highest need ofI
his praise. Not even when the hair turns
silver and the eyes grow dim, will the
majesty of that life aud presence desert
him.
But the Rutfian mother-ala that
there are such-wiIl form the ruffian
character of the man. He, in turn, will
become merciless tyrant. with a tongue
sharper than a two edged sword, and re
memb' ring the brawling and the cutting,
seek some meek, gentle victim for the sac.
rice, and make her his wife upon the
condition that he shall be the master
And master he is for few short years.
when he wears the widower's weed till
lie finds II victim number two.
We wonder not there are 80 many nwk-
ward. ungninly men in sociely-they
have been trained by women who do not
care for the holy nature of their trust.
They have been made bitter to The hearts
core, and that bitterness will find vent
and Judgement some where.
Strike the infant in anger. aud he will,
il he cannot reach you. vent his passion
by beating the hoOr. the chair or any in
animate thing within reach. Strike him
repeatedly and by the time he wears shoes
he will be a little bully, with hands that
double to fight as naturally rs if especial
pains had been taken to learn him the art
uf boxing