Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1857-05-06
"a Chip from the Old Block"

There is no disputing the fact; it shines in
the face of every little child. The coarse,
Drawing scolding woman will have coarse,
vicious, brawliDg, fighting Children. She who
cries OF every occason, "Fll box your ears
III slap your jaws-Ill break your neck )"
is known thoroughly through her children
if her unwomanly manners were openly
displayed IL the public street.
These remarks were suggested by the COM
vergation in an omnibus-that noble ins.itu-
tion for the student of men and manners
between friend and the school master Our
teacher was mirthful. caustie, aud sharp
His wit flashed like the polished edge of
diamond, and kept the tbuss" in roar"
The entire community of insiders-and who's
ever is intimate with these conveyances, can
form pretty good idea of our nambers-in-
elusive of = one more" well known to the
fraternity, turned their heads. ewes and ears
one way, and finally our teacher said -
Il can always tell the mother by her boy.
The urchin who draws back with double fists
and lunges his playmate, if he looks at him
askance, has very very questionable mother.
She may feed him, and clothe him, and cram
him with sweatmeats, and coax him with
promises, but if she gets mad she figths. She
will pull him by the jacket; she will give
him knock on the back she will drag him
ps tuS Suc iilUi dIi sOTIS OF WICK
ed names, while passion plays over her face
in lanbent flames that curl and writhe out at
the corner OF her eyes.
And we never see the courteous little fei.
low. with smooth locks and gentle manners
! in whom delicacJ does not detract fl ON cour-
| age aud manliness-but we say, That boys
mother is a true LADY, Her words and her
ways are soft, loving and quiet If she re-
proves. her language is Ny son-not yes
little wretch-you plague of my lifs-ycu
/ torment-you scamp"
81 She hovers before him as the pillar of
| ligEt before the wandering Israelites, and her
beams are reflected in his face To him the
word mother Is Synonymous with everything
pure, sweet and beautiful. Is he an artists
In after life, the face that. with holy radiance
| shines on the canvass, is that of his mother.
Whoever fits across bis path with sunny
smiles and soft, low voice. will bring moth
ers' image freely to his heart. She is like
my mother will be the highest need of his
praise. Nor even when the hair turns silver
und the eye grows dim. will the majesty Of
that life and presence desert him But the
rufhan mothcr-alas ! that there are such
viii form the rufhap character of the man"
We wonder not that there are so MANY
awkward, ungainlv men in society-that they
have al been trained by women who knew not
nor cared for the holy nature of their trust
They have been made bitter to the hearts
core, and that bitterness will find ve3t and
Judgement somewhere Strike the infant il
anger. and he will, if he cannot reach you.
vent his passion by beating the floor, chair.
or any lnanimate thing within his reach
Strike him repeatedly, aud by the time he
wears shoes. he will become little bully
, with hands double for fight as naturally as
especial pains had been taken to teach him
the art of boxing.
A CRACK SHoT.=..I never shot bird i,
my life" said one person to another. Il n4v
er shot anything in the shape of bird excep
a squirrel. and that killed with stone, ,whel
IL fell from tree ints tie river and va
a.oNnsa. !. swas tbs reriY.