Semi-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1853-18??, 1864-10-18
THE MANNERS OF THE MOTHER
MOULD THE CUIfDs

MOUl1D HE O1llLD.s so "a
There is no disputing this fact it shines
in the face of every little child. The
coarse, bawling, scolding woman WilIiave
coarse, vicious, bawlmg, fighting child
rem. She who cries on every occasion,
III box your ears-Pll slap your iaws-
I'll break your neck" is known as thor
onghly through her children as if harsnn-
womanly manners were openly displayed
in the public streets!
These remarks were suggested BY The
conversation in an omnibus--that 9oGIe
institution for the students of men AID
manners-between frieEd and a school
master. Our teacher was caustie, D1itth-
ful and sharp. His wit flashed like The
polished edge of diamond, and kept <le
"bus" in "roar." The entire cousfln-
nifty OF insiders-and whoever is intimate
with these conveyances can form pretty
good Idea Of orr numbers, inclusive ftie
lone more" so well knowHt to the frit6r-
nity-turning their headss eyes, and esFs
one way, and finally our teacher said, 81
can always tell the mother by the boYgs4
The urchin who draws back with doubled
fists, and lunges at his playmate ifale,
looks at him askance, has very qHestidns
able mother. She may feed him u
cothe him, cram him with sweetmea9s
and coax. him with promises. but if sta
gets mad she fights. She will pail him 8.
the jacket; she will give him a knolks2l
the back; she will drag him by the hair;
she will call'him all sorts ofwickcd names !;
while passion plays over her red face in
lambent flames that curl and writhe out at
the corners Of her eyes.
And we never see the courteous little
fellow with smooth locks and gentle man.
ners-in whom dGlicAcy does not Getract
from courage or manliness, hut we say.
That boys mother is true LADY, Her
words and her ways are soft, loving, and
quiet. Ii she rcprOyes, her language is,
my on,'-not, you little wretch-you
plague Of my Gfe-you torment-you
scamp
"She hovers before him as the pillar of
light before the wandering Israelite, and
her beams are reelected IN his lace. TO
him the word, mother, is Synonymous with
every thing pure, sweet and beautiful
Is he an artist! In after life, the face that
with holy radiance shines on his canvas
will be the lnUiher-face. Whoever fits
across lis path with sunny smiles and soft,
low voice, will bring mothers image
freshly 10 his heart She is like my moth
err Will be the highest need of his praise
Not even when the hair turns silver and
the eyes grow dim, Will the majesty of that
life and presence desert him.
{" But the ruilian mother-alas, that
there are such will form the ruffian char
acter OF the man. lie i'll his turn will be-
come q mercileSS tyrant, with tongue
sharper than two edged sword, and re-
memboring the Drawing and the cutting,
seek some meek, gentle victim for the sac
riice, and make her his wife, with the
condition that he shall be master. And
master he is for a few sad wears when he
wear widower's weed till he find vic
tim number two"
We wonder not that there are so many
awkward, ungainly men in society-they
have all been trained by women who
knew not nor cared not for the holy nature
uf their trust. They have been made bit
ter TO TIE hearts core, and that bitterness
will find vent and lodgment somewhere.
Strike the infant in anger, and he will, if
he cannot reach you, vent his passion by
beating the floor, the chair, or any mani
mate thing within reach. Strike him re-
pcatedly, and by the time he wears shoes
he will have become little bully, with
hands that doutle for fight as natural as if
especial pains had been taken to teach him
the art Of boxing.
Mothers, remember that your manners
mould the child.