Richland beacon., 1881-12-03

trade. They never love their children ,
we'll until their egotism Is tattered.
There is something of the proprietor In
,he papa. You can analyze your par
ental affection, discover its causes, and
saw: Il love my child because 1t Is thus
a,1 tbus.' For the mamma this analy-
sis is an impossihility. She does not
inv. her child because it is pretty or ug-
". intelligent or absurd, because 1t re-
semblcs her or does not resemble her,
ar because it has her gestures and tastes
or because it does not have them. She
loves II because she cannot do other
uise. with her it is a necessity. Mater
| nal love is an innate feeling IN woman. |
I'm men parental love is the result OF cir
cumstances. With her it is an instinct; |
with him it is an involuntary calcula-
tion. but. at the same time, the result OF
various other feelings y
ooh! very WELL" replied, "speak
vour mind. We have neither heart nor
souj we men; we are bloodthirsty can
nibals. Terrible sentiments, those J.
And plunged the poker into the fire
with violence that caused the sparks
to fly in every direction.
And vet could not but acknowledge
that my wife was right. When q child
makes its entrance into the world, the
mothers affection cannot be compared
70 that of the fathor With her, it Is
already love. 1t seems that she has
known her darling long time. She
seems to say 1T is he" She takes
him to her without embarrassment, her
gestures are easy and uuconstrained.
and. folded in her arms, the baby finds
place exactly to his measure-a SOFT,
warm nest made expressly for him. IN
Which he sleeps in happiness. 1t really
seems as if women had served mys-
trriolls apprenticeship to maternity.
Men, on the contrary, are plunged into
,lerp trouble on the birth of an infant.
=. The first cry OF the baby touches them
nut there is more astonishment than
love in this emotion The fathers afiec-
> ton is not yet BON. His heart has need
# rejecting upon and habituating Itself
i, 20 this tenderness which is entirely new
IN 10 him.
it An apprenticeship must be served Il
Ii ,llt. art of being papa; there is none
Is {, that of being mamma.
n Ii the father is awkward in loving III
n. aew-boru baby. we must acknOwledg
al ..a. he is none the less awkward Il
handling it.
3, Trembling and with n thousand con
|; tottions. a thousand efforts, he succeed
ne II raising this insignificant weight. ii
Vi is afraid Of breaking the puppet; hi
puppetship is aware of the fact al
= h.wls accordingly. He exerts MOI
B. muscular force i'll raising this chilli
u. roor mali. than would be necessary
l. shatter Sis front door. If be kiss 1t, n
e. bcar,l pricks its face if he touch it, h
In myers hurt the delicate being. He hi
." The air of bear attempting to thread
needle.
" And vet. this little baby must ga
~ I the affection of it's poor father. who.
first, meets only with misadventure
=. must win him, enchant Linn, eau
him 70 conceive a love for his poslti'
r' and not force him to endure his role
'ft con ,cript too long.
'cI Nature has provided for this, and t
E'' para is advanced to the rank of Corp
thf al the day his baby stammers its n
syllables.
And how sweet is this first effort
... speak. and how admirably chosen, b
we'll calculated to touch the heart OF
.o, father is the first word: papa. Il
strange that the very first word OF
man being expresses precisely the m
profound and tender of all feelings
Is it not touching to see this little
ing find, without assistance, that
word which must surely gain the at
.;on Of him Of whom it has the grea
. needy that word which says: 81
Lo your own; love me, give me plac
your heart, stretch out your arms to
or, YOU see that / know nothing as yet
T ~. have Just landed in the world, and II
of You already; l am one OF your fan
ming shall eat of your food and bears J
/ hi name-pa--pa-pa-pa
+ m, He has found at once the most deli
r r,o. | Of all batteries, the sweetest OF all a
,;tH, tions. He enters the world with
u for | ter stroke.
All! the beloved darling! Pa
yself. papa. can still hear his hesita
ides little voice and still see his tiny red
ina," rise and fall. We were on our knee
,iuion circle around him, and even the
befo, lowered above like giants. We sa
which him: "Say that again, little man,
that again Where is your papa ?