Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1859-08-06

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1t was an established rule with Mrs. Ross TO APP
pear at dinner In q neat attire-aud no matter how
Hurried and WARM she was, she always ~coh,rived
to slip into her chamber in season to change her
dress, and battle her heated face, in order to pre-
sent n fresh. tidy appearance at the dinner table.
On this occasion, che was struck With her own
countenance as she contemplated it in the mirror,
while arranging her hair, and grave thoughts pre-
vented themselves for consideration, as she marked
tho contrast between the happy smiles and the
wrinkles among which they played.
"Ah they como too seldom !" she sighed
"Tbc frowns are most at home there-and they
have it oil their own way-they have dug their
trenches, aud heaped up their embankments to
harden and dry, beneath their whitening influence
and when the smiles essay to smooth and soften
nay poor carcworn brow, they find themselves awk-
wardly received, and feel almost like strangers,
and uuwelcome guests. Really, | am growing
old, and all because ] drive tho good fairies from
me-happy thoughts and glad smiles, who would
fain renew my youth with the gentle touch of their
magic words"
With q smile of quiet, serious happiness. Mrs.
Ross returned to the sitting room. and stealing
around behind her sons chair, she bent over him,
and pressed a lond earnest kiss upon his high,
fair brow, as she murmured
Jamie, you are a great comfort to me. l should
have had q lonely morning but Tor youl Bless
you my boy !"
Thank you, mother you look as sweet as a
rose, and full ten years younger than you did two
hours ago You feel rested now, don't you !"
Eyes, l am not as tired as usual, after working
so Let US have the rest of that story now, while
I put on poor Dolly's arm"
Half an hour afterwards, the family were gath
cred around their pleasant board. Mr., Ross had
left business cares, political troubles. and all the
unpleasant duties Of life-at his of6ce-and it was
an unexpected pleasure to meet such an array Of
smiles at home-he c~onversed Huently, related sew
eral amusing anecdotes, much to the qualification
of the children and Bridget, who fingered, under
the pretence of waiting further orders-and finally
proposed q ride after tea, q real family turnout
and the children were nearly wild with joy over
the anticipated pleasure. Emma Informed her
father of the sad accident that had befallen Miss
Dolly, and told how "dear kind mamma" had re-
paired the injury, and 'made her as good as new
and frankie, encouraged by the success Of one
surgical OPERATION, had laid Towser's case before
his father, aud been assured a little glue would
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sed pleasantly without an allusion to the cares, du-
ties, fatigues and labors of life.
as it possible" thought Mrs. Ross, "that the
happiness of so many rests on the state OF my
mind? If my smiles induce smiles and kind, low
ing words, aud happy thoughts, how should |
strive to- chase away the gloomy, disagreeable
frowns, and court the reign of the good fairies over
my brow. Come smiles and let me win you ever.
| am resolved to cherish better, higher, happier
thoughts, henceforth to rise above the petty trials
and annoyances Of life-to sacrifice, If necessary,
a little physical comfort and convenience in order
to gain what is Of far greater importance, peace Of
mind, heart content. Oh may I never cast a shad :
ow over my husband by yielding up my heart to
the reign of triaing cares and foolish repinings.-
Let my face hereafter be traced with an index of
such emotions as ! shall delight to see reflected
upon the countenances Of those around me-"
Thus unused Mrs. Ross, as she sat by her window
gazing after her husbands retreating form, and
listening to the merry shouts of her children,
playing in the yard, and, remembering the gentle
sympathy which led to the change in her feelings,
she felt her heart warm with generous impulses,
and rising, she went into the kitchen to profer her
services.
, III, LOTu suVo y6 mdm, III Jies u WaSuih
the dishes, an III have the kitchen all nate and
clane directly. Run away wild ye now, can dc
the whole me own SELF"
But you have been working over the hot stove
all day, Bridget, and look tired and flushed! Lee
p me help you, l feel rested now"
whist now, run away wild ye, its kind indad'
. ye are man, but Pm stout and strong ye know
Though to tell the Mruth, l was feeling sore a
= heart q little, when ye coined ina tbinkin' O. Moo
Their, an Mike, an Kathleen an wishin' tn
worlds good things were distributed more equa
like-but ye come in like a blessed angel NAM
, looking 30 gentle and swate, and a spanking go kin'
to the likes o. me, that the big bunch has got on
of me throat now, an me heart is as light as
feather. God bless the bright face O. ye, ant
make the tongue of me mouth as gentle and sof
q as yer own" .,- ..., ..
4 A happy day--how cheaply purchased Shal
not we pass many suchf Let US drive the svi
spirit from our hearts--the bad fairies from on
:, brows. Let us ever be ready to offer a word Q
sympathy, a helping hand, and an %approvip
u emile, to our fellow travellers on the journey of life
Let us not overtask ourselves with cares and "bol
- rowed troubles" but, looking at everything upo
the b~rightes. side, let us enfeavor to move so lighI
ly beneath our burdens, as to encourage others I
renewed efforts-to shed around US snch a genia
= glow of sympathy, and love, and happiness a
we would wish to have reflected back NJ On us froI
those who bask beneath the light of our cheerful
loving smiles. Let us exercise sef-oontrol, an
cut down the evil in nature which is prone to man
ifest itself to the discomfort of those arc und VI
and may cheerful smiles. soft words, and gent
deeds abound, dear reader, in your household. an
= in mine, betokening the reign of good fairies o
the brow. Li t"-
CHARLES LAMB's WARNING.-The waters hav
gone over me. But out Of the black depths, coul
be heard. l would cry out to all those who hav
not set a foot in the perilous flood. Could th
n unnth To whom thu flavor Of his first wine Ia q