The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1857-12-31
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AREMEDT TOR MOTHS.
A Story with u Moral.

Tie following story, eminenuy appro-
PIRATE to the times, appeared some time
since in the New York Evangelist. lis
lesson will not be lost, we think, on any
reader:
We were examining our wardrobe af-
ter the summer, and found, to our sur
prise and grief, many of our choicest ar
ticIes of apparel sadly damaged by the
moths. ln the midst of our trouble, and
the discussions as to the modes Of pro.
lection against moths, which had been
handed down by tradition, aunt Julia
came in
Aunt Julia, how do you keep your
winter clothing from the moths?' we both
asked eagerly, as that good lady proceed
ed to lay aside her handsome shawl,
which looked as fresh as ever after seven
years wear.
Il used to suffer from moths as much
as any one replied aunt Julia, taking
her knitting from her little basket, and
sitting down, but | found a recipe in an
old fashioned book, which has relieved me
of much soliciude on the subject 1t
was many years betole | could be persua-
ded to Try it. In my younger days mon
eys was not quite as plenty as now, but
provisions were cheap, and a farmers
daughter began her married life better
supplied with linen, blankets, and bed
quilts, than many jewel-decked city
belle. As | was an only daughter, and
was not married too young, a noble pile
of blankets, feather beds, bed.quilts etc 4,
became my portion. For many years af'
ter we removed to the city, used 10 dread
my summers work of airing beds, and
packing my fine homemade blankets and
quilts stuffed with the sofest down. /
tried sAulf, tobacco, camphor, and cedar
chips, and ye.. as We changed our places
Of residence several times, some colony
Of moths, old squatters among the beams
of the garret, or in some unobserved scrap
of wooden cloth would perforate tiny holes
in my choicest possessions
'Why aunt Julia, | thought you had a
cedar closet
'Yes. when we moved into our new
house; but by that time my closet was
too small for my increased wealth, and
till | used this recipe seldom passed Il
year without some moth-holos, but now |
have not seen one in nine years
What was it, aunt! Have you the
bookl or can you repeat it from memory?
tits too lateto save these things, but |
will write il down and try it next spring
s. sayiug, Anna took out her little recipe
book andpeDci, while aunt Julia pepar-
ed to recite the moth preventive.
The book was an old one. with the IT,
obliterated, the title-page torn out by
| some careless child, but the directions
| were these:
sagN up for yourselves treasures
ARhere moth and rust doth
b1ts lay up for yourselves
heaven, where neither moth
4hst doth corrupt and where thieves
fdo not break through and steal
20, aunt Julia, iS that all! How does
that help the matter!'
'Wait, Anna. and hear my story out,
One day, as | was mourning over my
choicest blankets, eaten by the moth, and
airing my down bed quilts and feather
beds, which have been rendered obsolete
by the Introduction of spring mattresses,
as stood ready to cry with vexaion 10
see my choicest articles eaten in the most
conspicuous places, as you have expert
enced to-day, my eye rested on an old
Bible, which lay on the top of a barrel Of
pamphlets in the garret. opened it and
almost unconsciously read the recipe for
avoiding moths which | have given you
to day. then recollected that they sell
dom troubled the clothing in frequent use
and that the articles which caused me so
much care were not needed twice a year.
then thought Of Sophy Baker, with her
large family and sick husband. They
had been burned out the spring before,
and were just entering upon cold, long
winter of poverty. | sat down. and wri-
ting her note, sent her two feather beds,
and four blankets, and an old fashioned
'coverid' that very day; and two more
blankets dispatched to poor old rheu.
matte neighbor WHOSE desGtulon had
never occurred. to me before. | then be.
gan to breathe freely; and before another
week two more blankets were gone TO
comfort dlimbs and aching hears.-
The cast toif coats, cloaks, and old pieces
of carpeting which had long lain in my
Igarret were given to the deserving poor.
IA bag of woolsf stockings and socks,
which haaakAan. ept for cleaning brass,
= - institution, never
= 10 the moths.
hextyear, and
ghkets were in such
ZION, that | cheerfully
py surplus property in
ghe way Of moth and
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