The New era. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1865-1871, 1865-11-02

and was not so willing to yield his wish
es for her pleasure ~ he had been in
times past.
AS for Amy, poor child! She was
wretched enough, alone in her mothers
room, when, but for that mothers angry
refusal to let her have pair Of scissors,
she might still have been playing hap
PLY with her brother, who had been
separated from her, and sent away
up into the garnet, where she was afraid
to stay all by herself even for a single
moment.
An hour after the mother had punish
ed her children, she laid aside her work,
and ent over into the chamber to see
what Amy was doing.
"Into some mischief, I'll warranty
she said to herself, as she thought how
very quiet the child had beef. But she
found her asleep on the floor, with the
tears yet undried upon her cheeks. A
sudden tenderness came over her feel
ings, and lifting the beautiful sleeper in
her arms, she laid her upon the bed. and
smoothing back the moist hair from her
forehead, stood and looked for some mo-
ments into her still sad face. She sighed
heavily as the mothers love came gash-
ing back into her heart, and bending
down to the little one kissed her ten
derby.
Then Il thought of John caused her to
turn from the bedside and go out in the
passage, and up to the third story of the
house. Standing at the foot of the garnet
stairs, she called him in a suppressed
voice. No answer came. She waited
for a few moments, and then called once
more. But only the echo of her voice
came down to her listening ears. A few
hurried steps brought her into the room,
upto which she had banished her Offend
ing boy. He, too, was asleep, lying on
the old chest, where he had at first seat
ed himself. His head was resting upon
the hard wood, and the position of his
body was, in all respects most uncom-
fortableone.
John - She laid her hand upon him.
The boy started up with a terrified air.
He had been dreaming of his sister
they had quarrelled in the dream, and
he had struck her a heavy blow on the
head With 4 piece of iron, and seen her
fall bleeding upon the floor. At this
moment the voice of his mother had
awakened him.
ooh, mother! didn't mean to do
it!' he cried out, looking fcarfully
around him.
g Do what, my child ?" was asked in
Il soothing voice.
For moment or two John continued
to glance around him in bewildered
manner, and then said, as he leaned
his head upon his mother and burst into
tears.
at was only a dream.''
Tenderly his mother drew her arm
around him, as she said, in tones Of
gentle admonition-
" Naughty feelings, bring naughty
dreams"
s'Ah, if she could have known that
for this naughty dream, she was re-
sponsible, and not the child, it might
have been better for that child, and for
all her children, i'm the great future of
their lives.
" Mothers, be patient with your chill
dren. Wrong them not by sudden anger.
Mar not the beauty of their young spirit.
If they are wont to be angry with one
another, to quarrel in their plays, to
have the sunshine of good humor sud-
denly fade, look close to yourselves, and
see if the cause thereof does not lie
mainly at your doors. OF one thing
you may be very sure; impatient
mothers will have impatient, wrang-
ling, unhappy children.
The law of cause and effect is as inn
mutable in this, as in all other cases.
And so we beg of you, for the sake of
your precious children, to receive this
lesson into your hearts.-N. Y. Ledger.