Arizona weekly citizen., 1881-12-04
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 Come here. Sis. and sit down beside me, and .et me give you a little talking end ot the sofa. It Eiyes more room for my gout and c1rus, beside being good habit for y.Gn-- lady Co be addicted to. Always paldcr Co tl3s habit, and you Bili iu time fnJ yourself walking through green meadows and beside the still Wa tsrs of self-resrect You may be walking alone, to be sure, but you will have fewer dresses to do upon Monday morning. 1 wish tO speak to yoI of your mother. IL may be you have noticed careworu look upcu her face lately. or course it has u0t been irougat the'e by any act of yours. stii, it s yuur duty to chase it away. ] dun'J mean for you Co run at 1t and shake suu- skirts and tel lt to "shOc,' as yJu would a hen; nor do | expect you to get on the other side of the fence and throw old oys- ter cans aud pieces Jf barrel slaves at 1t, as you did at the COW yesterday. But | want you tu get up tomorrow morning and get breakfast, and when your mother comes down aad begins to express her surprise, go right up to her and kiss her on the moWL- You don't imagine how 1t will brighten up her dear face. Be sides, you owe her kiss or two. Away back when you were a little girl she has kissed on when uJ one else was tempt ci by your Ieyer-taIu-ei breath and swollen face. You were not as attract ivs then ls y0U are now. And along through those ytIrs of childish sunshine and shadows sine was always ready Co cure, by the msIc of a mlthers kiss. the little, dirty, chubby hands whGuevert they were injured in those first skirmishes with the rough cid world. And then the midnight kisses with which she has routed SO many bad dreams, as she leaned abJve your restless pillow, have all been on interes. tlese long, long years. or coarse she is not s5 pretty and kissa- bie as y0U are. but is ycu had done your share c. t.a work during these Last ten yeus the contrast VCUid not be so mark ed. Her face Las more wrinkles than yoErs has, far more; and yet If yOu were sIc,l tAJ. lacc would appear to y0u more belu'iiui than an angels, as 1t hOyered over Du- watching every opportunity tO minister t0 your comfort, and every one of those Wuuklga would seem tO be bright Wrry.tr- u1 sunshine chasiu-. each other over rhe dear old face. She will leave you one of these days. Those bur deus F n.. lifted from hershouljeys will break her down. Those rough, hard hands that have done so many unneces- sary things for you w.li be crossed upon her lfciess breast. Those neglected lips that gave y0u your first baby kiss will be forever closed, and those sad, tired eyes will have opened in eternity, and then you will ap- preciate your mother. bat it will bc too late Thers, the.e, don't cry; sine has not left yaIj yet. She is down in the kitchen striusire beans for dinner, and if you feel SD badly yol might go down and finish them, and let her change her dress and res. am hour before dinner And after dinner you might do up the dishes while she takes little nap. Then you might take down her hair and do It up for her. You need not wind 1t over your finger aui fuss to make httle spit cur.s as she used Co do with yours, but give t a good brushing and wind 1t mp gently and teuIerly, as if you enjoyed doing it for her. The young man down in the p1rlor can wait until you have performed these duties.