Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1859-12-31

oAu&pteF, Was &ay, Duxom giE' y sOss
teen, and her attire beiog:pncissly siai
lar to her mothers, dsaotsd ,has she -
remained 10 blissful ignorance Of unr;val
led ".Bon Ton" OF "Pstsrsos. A younss
d.: bier, Sarepsa-"hin" lMr. sposss
and ''his' mother Who wss staying IL
season with them, coapletsd the numsrs
ton Of SPOTS family. During the do!
Mrs. Spots became com municativs, snt
finally con6dsntisl. and while Lucy show
ed Sally some new stitshes, The moshsl
told acus Of her early saSssissss is ~
tern life. ......-
knew I could not be mistaken, when
thought that homsly garb concealed q
heart rsplcse with good feeling and good
sense. .......--.
During our conversation, said shs,
Mrs. Liston. the privations and incon.
veniences Of life in 10 new country ere
numberless. but child you viii End ~ /
have done, that any, all Of these, are moth.
ing to being deprived Of your mother. Ny
father died before can remember, and
though my old man is kind TO me - any
one ever was, found il was the sorriest
day ! ever knew, when bid good 70
ny old mother, the day was married, nigh
twenty year ago. have never seen her
since, bu, they tell me she still lives, aud
waits for me to como to her. I lam afraid
| never shall; she would not know ne now,
she is very old, and looked like my Sally.
then, she never would believe I was her
child, now" She paused, aud drew the
sleeve Of her odd looking dress across her
fearful eyes. reverence such grief every.
where. Poor womaa! She had been out
in the world and was weary, and after
twenty year, Of joy and sorrow, after see :.
ing life ir m.ny phases, she vas willing
to 60 back in spirit, and acknowledge her
mothers heart, the truest sanctuary Of
rest. Young ladies' think Of this, and
rad lesson from the experience Of those
gone before you; anchor long under
strong shelter Of paternal love, nor trust to
every passing sail you may "speak." the
precious burtheu Of your affection. was
touched by her recital, for it recalled tho
too loved memory Of an old farm house,
on green hillside, in my own native
State, where my Mother sits in her old
rocking chair, BY the homestead Greside,
the shadows growing deeper on her dear,
pale face. waiting all the long, long day
for her truant child. O Mother be comfort.
Cd! hear me! it is your child Who cries to
you!
Dear reader have you not snch holy
memores7 "Yes, yes!" many can an
swcr, for We see few aged people in Iowa.
They are all scattered over the eastern
States, mourning that :heir children's shad
ows must be cast on strangers walls, ~
they sit around strange hearth stones
they wait patiently until the new houses
ou. west are prepared for the r.ce ption OF
their feeble frames, or the dear ones re-
turn that they may bless them. and lay
their wi.hered, aud trembling hands on the
smooth, fair, baby's brows they have never
yet seen. God bless the old people Blu,
to the original topic. l noted the pre- par
ations Cor tea with much interest. ! will
tell you something real about these things,
and though to some it may lack Interest,
to others portion Of the programme may
not be fam'lia-, although they live out in
Sioux City, and much farther west than !
do. To those who have never visited in
one Of these sxlO houses, who have neve,
seen sqaaling. cackling chicken run
down amid babel Of confusion BY 4
OF score Of dogs and children. and have
never seen the whole operation from the
time the hsadless throphy was laid At the
feet Of the mistress, until it Vas served on
the table, l address these notes. Well the
chicken was secured, we'll dressed and
then put to cook 10 = frying-pau which
supported itself against the jamb BY Z
mammoth handle. Biscuits were pre-.
pared, moulded and put to bake in ehining
tin reflector. Dish SITTER dish Of nice
wholesome food was brought from the
"cave by Sally, Mrs. Spots in the mean
time addressing fragments Of conversation
to Lucy and !, as she bent over the pot.
and kettles hanging iu the huge fireplace
shading her face with her hand from the
intense heat. At last the table was rsady
to be "se,.' She stepped to the singll
door and called. Sarep-teei Sarept.
Spots I" aud was ans wered in person b.
the bright~yed owner Of the cognomeu
"Come dearl' said her mother catch
| ing her by the shoulder and acceleratina
her movensnts. I" I want the table set
spread the cloth, AID then take the plates
cups and saucers. carefully from the drss
ser-ge. the knives and forks from che
box and be sure 10 mate them right"
I marvelled . little at the last order, bu,
the mystery vas soon explained for no
sooner had tho little one cautiously ab
stracted tho delf from the shelves. than
she pushed stool to where the knife boz
hung against the wall and commenced
cou, ting Is she placed them around the
table. She begun, Dads knife" Mans
knife-Big butch--Little butch the two
latter being blades Of the genus bowie)
| Cronnia's knife and cob handle.n