The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1876-03-02
YOUTHFUL PRBOooITY.
from the Bul;naton Hawkeye.]

dose not echo their merry laughter. If
his whole nature does not reach cut III
ardent lodgings after their pure thought
and unselfsh impulses, he is sour, crus-
tv grabbed old stick, and the world fun
OF children has no csc for him. In
every age and cline, the best and mob
lest men loved children. Even wicked
men have tender spot left II their
hardened hearts for little children.
The great men of the earth loved them.
Dogs love them. Kamekamakemokino-
himodahroah, the King of the Canuibal
Islands, loves them. Rare. and no gra-
w. All YES. we ali love children.
And what pleasure it is to talk with
them. Who can Crater with a bright
eyed. rosy checked, quich-witted little
darling, anywhere from three to five
wears, and not appreciate the pride
which swells mothers breast when she
sees her little ones admired All, yes.
to he sure. Only yesterday lady friend
on shopping excursion, let her little
fodder, of tive bright Summers, in our
experienced charge, while she pursued
The duties that called her down town.
Such a bright boy /; so delightful it WAS
70 taIk to him. We can never forget
the bissful half hour We spent looking
at that prodigy upon his centennial his
tory.
Now listen CARY" we said-his
name is Clarence Fitzherbczt Alencon
de Marchemon* Ca-uthers,-''and learn
about George Washington.
who's he Z" Inquired Clarence, etc.
Listen, > we said he was the father
Of his country.
Whose country =
''Ozrs, and yours, the ConfederateG
Union Of the American people cement
ed with the life blood of the men Of 10;
poured o;.t upon the sltars of our coun-
try as the dearest Ebation to liberty that
her votaries can offer -
S'Who did? ?" asked Clarence.
There Is a peculiar tact II talking to
children that very few people pos 7ess-
Now most people would have grown i'm
patient and lost their temper when little
Clarence asked SO many Irrelevant ques-
tons. but We did rot. We knew that
however careless he might appear at
first that We would soon interest him in
the story and that he would be all eyes
and eyes. So we smiled sweetly-that
same sweet smile which you may have
noticed on or photographs. just the
faintest ripple Of smile breaking ac-
ross the face like ray OF sunlight. and
checked by lines OF tender sadness just
before the two ends OF it pass each 9TH
er 81 the back of the neck.
Ani 50, smiling, We went on,
well, one day, Georges father
George who ?" asked Clarence.
George Washington. He was a lit
tie boy, then, just ike you. One day
lis father
Whose father p demanded Clarence
with en- encouraging expression Of IN
teTest
George Washington this great man
we are telling you of. One day George
Washington's father gave him a little
Ratchet fer a
'.Gave who little hatchet2" the
dear child interrupted with CLEAN of
bewitching intelligence. Most men
would have got mad, or betrayed signs
Of Impotence, but We didn't. We know
how - talk to children. So We went
on
George Washington. His
Who gaze him the little hatchet!-'
His father. And bis father
Whose father"
George Nsshington's
"Gh p
Yes, George Washington. And his
father told him
Told who =
Told George"
sob, yes. George"
And we went on, just as patient and
IS pleasant as yon could imagine. We
look up the story right where the boy
ioi cid eee nc was
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