Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-08-21
An Appeal 10 Young Mothers.

am an old woman; l have only a
few threads more to weave when the
pattern will be completed and the
Master will fold If up and lay it away.
1t is an imperfect piece, full Of brok-
en threads and wrong colors | do
not like to look upon it; | would like
TO take it out aud weave it over again.
But no, it must go just as it is. But |
will try to add a few good threads and
right colors that the finishing up may
be better; aud as the garment is fold
ed up may they appear upon the out
Size, aud, meeting the gaze Of those
just weaving their piece, teach them
what to put in their pattern.
Mothers, young mothers, listen to
my story, and learn lesson therefrom.
You do get out of patience with that
boy of yours. He is never quiet
whistling, singing, stamping, some
kind of noise all the time. You think
you cannot bear it. your nerves arc so
weak, so YOU send him away, out OF
doors, anywhere that you may not be
so annoyed. Don't do it any more.
Come with me to yonder cemetery.
Here in the corner, under the willow,
lies my boy, Earnest Clinton, aged
twenty-one." Sit down with me near
his grave and | will tell you about
HIM. He was a beautiful babe. How
did love the precious blue eyed one
How cunningly he would Irvine those
little arms around my neck, aud press
his little cheek against mine Every
moment of his little baby-life was a
Joy and comfort to me. Soon the lit.
tie feet began to toddle round and he
would run to mamma for safety. Then
the childish prattle come, and how
sweetly he would lisp my name, and
looking in my eyes, say: " owe GU,
mamma y
q Earnest, my precious boy, come
hack again and be once more babe
on mothers knee Let mother try
again! ....... :
But the little fellow kept on grow
ing, aud Soou arrived to the dignity Of
his first pair ofpInts. How proudly he
strutted round and called himself
mammals man" But cannot follow
him along step by step. He soon be-
came the schOol-boy and how | used
10 get out of patience with him rs he
came rushing in from school, so noisy
and boiSterous. | would scold him.
and try to keep him quiet by seating
him in chair. After awhile he
would not come directly from school
but would play by the way. Mother
had so much 10 do she did not take
much heed of her boys seeking pleas
ure away from home
When he was little fellow ALWAYS
went with him when ne went to bed
read to him from the Bible, knelt bv
him while he said his evening PRAYER.
talked kindly to him about any wrong
he had done through the day. How
tender his little heart was at those
times, all ready TO receive impressions
for good. And how he used to enjoy
those bedtime talks. But as he grew
older. when bedtime came | would
feel tired. or be busy, and would send
him away alone. He felt badly at first
and would kiss me over and ever again
before going; but after awhile he would
go without saying anything, or even
Kissing me. | did not then think
,s,rh about the change my mind was
nrenpied With work, which seemed
more important than anything else.
rims he gradually drilled away from
ma When he was naughty | would
-, ali ont of patience with him
=. Of kindly and firmly reproying
him. / would dread yaca,tisen- time
and permit hin to 20 from home te
s 'isv. I could not stop to amase and
. ,est him at home. and 1t vas such
arelief to have him away. .,
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