Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1859-05-27
MOTHER MADE IT"

tage. .
/ was hurrying along the street, when
my attention was arrested by the appear
ance of little boy on the side of the
pavement, selling candy. He was not
really beautiful, nor was he decidedly the
reverse. His age was about nine years
his clothes were old and faded, but well
patched. His candy was spread upon a
coarse, white cotton cloth, neatly stretch
ed over what had been a japaned server.
He was surrounded by small group of
boys, evidently belonging to different
grades Of society.
As I came nearly opposite him, the
of-repeated interlude, Candy, sir?"
fell upon my ears, and although opposed
to the excessive use of candy, ! stepped
aside to patronise the light-haired, pale,
freckled, homespun little representative
of trade. Ipurchased of him, partly for
his encouragement; but with particular
reference to the friendship of the little
folks of the family with which | was a
temporary guest.
The candy was as white as the cloth
beneath it. being free from the poisonous
coloring ingredients as extensively used
in the confectionery art. Itastedit, 1 found
it delicately favored and very nice.
my boy" said 1, "your candy is very
good; let me have little more"
Immediately saw that my remark had
awakened in his young heart emotions
which, in themselves, were quite abstract
from the candy trade. His countenance
beamed with JOY as he raised his large
eyes, sparkling with delight, and observed
in reply:
at is good, isn't it? Mother made
It."
In these few words were embodied an
unconscious exhibition of character
Here was spontaneous outburst of filial
affection.
Now this incident, in ITSELF was tri-
fling; but the spirit of the language car
ried my mind back through life more thar
thirty years, and at irregular interval;
bade me pause and apply the sentimen
to some item connected with my own his
tory.
Before making the application, how
ever, l wish to disabuse myself of th'
charge, which such applications may in
cur, of appropriatiDg to myself the no
bility of character which l have abov
attributed to the candy boy. Holdini
myself exempt from this arrogance,
would simply say, l am not ashamed @
the profession of my affection for my pa
rents, and hope may not outlive tina
profession.
When was a little boy, at school, an
carried my dinner in satchel made {
calico, some of my schoolmates carrie
theirs in fashionable willow baskets, an
sometimes teased me because carrie
mine in spoke" l felt vexed, but r,
conciIed myself with the recollection th;
if did carry, calico poke, "uloth
made IT," In less than twenty-five yea
after that time, one of these same schoo
mates was happy to avail himself of Il
privilege of sending his children to n
school to receive gratuitous instructio
proffered in view of his extreme povert
His children came to school without al
dinner. They had no nice willow ba
ket they needed no calico '' poke"
William Foster ruled his copy bo,
with a pencil set in fine silver case
He said ne would not carry such gre
ugly club of a pencil as mine. l col
pared the pencils. His was the han
somesI, but no better than mine. h
a good lead pencil, hammered out Of
piece of lead. e" Mother made ii" anC
was satisfied with it. After we grew
to be men, William Foster came to me
calculate interest on a small note, at
per cent. per annum; he carried a per
worth four cents. had no gum elias
ball; but l had one made of woolen +
ellings and covered with leather. "Mot
made IL.
When in my twenty-second. year, l
home to attend school in L- There W
in school some fast young men, the 5
of wealthy parents. There were 9th
whose good sense was not annihilated
pecuniary advantages. Of the forr
class was one John Stokes, who "
very fine broadcloth. My best coat
not so fine, the cloth cost two dollars
fifty cents a yard my mother bad ira
tow check Of her own manufacture 70
while I was working to assist my fai
II raising his family; she paid fifty C
for getting the garment cut. and MAD