Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1881-12-16

Come here, Sis, and sit down beside me,
and let me give you little talking to. That
is right. Sit clear at the other end of the
sofa. 1t makes more room for my gOut and
corns, besides being good habit for young
lady to become addicted 10. Always pander
TO this habit aud you will in time find your
self walking through green meadows aud be-
side the still waters Of self-respect. You
may be walking alone, 20 be sure, but will
have fewer lawn dresses to do up on Monday
morning. / wish to speak to you of your
mother. 1t may be you have noticed care
worn look upon her face lately. or course il
has not been brought there by any act of
yours, still it is your duty TO chase II away.
don't mean for you to run at and shake
your skirts and tell il to ''shoo, as you would
a hen, nor do expect you TO get on the 9TH
or side OF the fence and throw old oyster cans
and pieces of barrel slaves at il, as you did
at the COW yesterday. But l want you to get
up to morrow morning and get breakfast, and
when your mother comes down aud begins to
express her surprise, go right up 10 her and
kiss her on the mouth. You don't imagine
how it will brighten up her dear face Be-
sides, you owe her a kiss or two Away
back when you were a little girl she had
kissed you when no one else was tempted by
your fever-tainted breath and swollen face.
You were not as attractive then as you are
now And along through those years of
childish sunshine and shadows she was ready
to cure, by the magic of mothers kiss, the
little dirty, chubby hands whenever they
were injured in those first skirmishes with
the rough old world And then the midnight
kisses with which she has routed so many
bad dreams, as she leaned above your rest
less pillow, have all been on interest these
long, long years. OF course, she is not so
pretty and kssable as you are, but if you had
done your share of the work during these
last ten years the contrast would not be so
marked. Her face has more wrinkles than
yours, far more, and yet if you were sick
that face would appear to you to be more
beautiful than an angels as it hovered over
you watching every opportunity to minister
to your comfort, and every one OF those wrin-
kles would seem 10 be bright wavelets Of sun
shine, chasing each other over the dear old
face. She will leave you one of these days
Those burdens, il not lifted from her shoul-
ders, will break her down. Those rough
hard hands that have done so many unneces-
sary things for you will be crossed upon her
lifeless breast. Those neglected lips that
gave you your first baby kiss will be forever
closed, and those sad, tired eyes will have
opened in eternity, and then you will appre
ciate your mother, but it will be too late
There, there, don't cry; she has not left you
yet She is down in the kitchen stringing
beans for dinner, and il you feel so badly
you might go down and finish them, aud let
her change her dress and rest an 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 it over your
finger and fuss TO make little spit curls as
you used to do with yours, but give it good
brushing and wind it up gently and tenderly,
as If you enjoyed doing it for her The
young man down in the parlor can wait until
you have performed these duties II he ex.
presses any impatience, you may explain to
him that you feel under more obligation TO
your mother than you do to him. If this
does not seem to satisfy him ask him how
many times he has got up in the middle of
the night to warm PEPPERMINT for you when
you were dying with the collie, or how many
hours he has carried you up and down the
room just because you would not be quieted
in any other way. Ask him to repeat Mother
Hubbard backwards and if he is unable to
do it, it will be proof positive that he is not
the one who has repeated it and explained TO
you seventeen hundred times. Catechise
him to find out il he is the one who gave you
the black silk dress, and sat up at night to
make it while you were of having a good
time. Corner him up and make him admit
that he went without new bonnet last win
ter that you might enjoy Sl2 one that you
admired SO much. Wiring from him a con-
fession that he has a stitch in his side
brought there by doing up your fnery week
after week. Then show him out the front
door, put ON a calico apron, and go out and
help your mother pick currants for Jelly, and
guarantee you will think more of YOURSELF
the world will think more of you, and you
will be happier and better for having done
so. PecI's Sun.