The prairie news. [volume] (Okolona, Miss.) 1851-1875, 1859-01-06

associate every tender and delicate affec
tion. think of her as the young anG
bashful virgin, with eyes sparkling, ant
cheeks crimsoned with each impassioned
feeling Of the heart; a. the chaste ant
virtuous matron, tired with the foIlies o.
the world, and preparing for the grave tc
which she must soon descend. Oh there
is something in contemplating the char.
acter of woman, that raises the soul far
above the level society She is formed
to adorn and humanize mankind, to
soothe his cares and strew his path with
flowers. In the hour of distress, she il
the rock on which he leans for support,
and when fate calls him from existence
her tears bedew his grave.
Can you look upon her tomb without
emotionl Man has usually justice done
to his memory women, seldom, The
pages of history lie open to one, but the
meek unobtrusive excellencies of the
other sleep with her unnoticed in the
grave. In her may have shone the gen.
ius of poet with the virtues of a saint.
She. too, may have passed alone the
sterile path of existence and felt for 9TH
ers as now feel for her.
Be Kind to The OM.-Be kind to those
who are in the autumn Of life, for thou
knowest not what sutferings they may
have endured, or how much it may still
be their portion to bear. Are they
querulous or unreasonable 7 Allow not
thine anger to kindlc against them; re-
buke them not, for doubtless many and
severe have been the crosses and trials
ofearier years; and perchance their dis
positions while in the ping-time of life
were more gentle and flexible than thine
own. DO they require aid oi theei Then
render it cheerful and forget not that
tie time may come when thou may est de-
sire the same assistance from others that
now thou renderest unto them. Do all
that is ncedful for the old, and do it with
alacrty, and think not hard if much is
required at thy hands, lest when age has
set its seal on thy brow, and filled thy
limbs with trembling, others may wait
upon thee unwilingly, and feel relieved
when the coffin-lid has covered thy face
forever.
Despise not thy Mother.-Despise not
thy Mother when she is old. Age may
wear aud waste mothers beauty,
strength, limbs, senses and estate but
her relation as Mother is as the sun
when it goes forth in its might 1t is a.
ways in the meridian, and knoweth no
evening. Alas how little do We appre-
ciate motner tenderness While living.
How ute,il,ss are We in youth OF all her
a.ixleties ana KIN mess But when she is
aead .nd sone--when the cares and
coidness o! tae world come Wltherlng 10
our b. arts, when We experience how nard
Ii is TO tna true sympathy how few love
liz ivr rourselves-how few will netrlend us
in mislurtune-tIeni it is that We think OF
the mother we have lost.
The Romance ofhte.-Thirty years ago
a man named Wood sailed from New
Bedford as mate of whaler, leaving at
home young wife and an infant child.
The ship in which he sailed was cast
away in the South Sea Islands, and he
was reckoned among the lost. Six years
ago the child, now grown to manhood,
removed from New Bedford to Clncln-
natl taking his mother with him. One
morning recently stranger, gray headed
and careworn, called at his residence and
enQuired for his mother. She was called
into the room, and after gang at the
stranger moment, enquired his business.
"Do you not knew me, Martha e he
asked and as the sound of bis voice, like
the memory oi an oid'n melody, mt her
ear, she gave vent 10 "a hsSterieai cry,
ami faint u in the arms which werc open
e to receive ner. Tie long losi hns-
band, after numherless reverses and in
credible har ships, had returned to tnd
her waom he had lesl young snd biooni-
inc bride, far advanced in the evening OF
life, while the infant, upon whose ilps
wien last he saw him he had imprinted d
fathers : Kiss, and who could then scarce
" lisp lis name, was now a stalwar'
man and the head of family. How
mApy hopes and fears must nave asi.ea
the old mariner as he again sci loot aitrf
his long pilgrimage from his native SOIL
True and Beautyal.-George ,. HI,
lard of Boston, says:-'I CONFESS ti.a'
increasing years bring with them an ln-
creasing respect for men VINO 40 no' SUI, =
eeed n life, as those words are commonly
used. Heaven has been SAID 70 Dc q :
nlaee far chose who have not succeeded
pn"nsearth; and it is surely true thas
asgIestial graces do not best thrive ana
bIoom in the hot blaze of worldly pros.
prrity. lllsuccess sometimes arises from
4 supar-abundance of qualities in them
selves good-lrom conscience too SEN
sitive, a taste too fastidious, aself-forget-
fulness too romantic, and modesty too
retiring. will not go so far as to say,
with the living poet, that "the world