The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1884-10-02
A Mothers Mistake.

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Texas Siftings: A spoiled boy in
clearinghouse comes nearer ever
throwing the monument of that con-
stantly tested virtue-patience-than
all other combined agencies. The other
day, at an Arkansas health resort, a
pale woman, leading fretful, chang
back boy, entered the dining-room.
Nearly every man looked up, although
the woman and the boy made no noise,
for men possess a strange intuition
concerning spoiled children, and seem
to feel the soundless footsteps of one.
The boy was deposited in the ''high
CHAIR" and the woman, in a WEAKNESS
of expression, showing the loss of sleep
and the midnight march around the
room, smoothed back the youngsters
hair and asked what he would have.
Don't want nothin'," trying to
shove his chair from the table.
why, son, you said you wanted
something to eat.'
mo, l didn't
"You must not talk that way"
Eyes, l will. l don't want that"
taking up his plate and throwing off
piece of meat.
'.What do you want. then?'
"Want some 'zerves.''
"You should not eat preserves the
first thing. Want mamma to break
your egg in glass?'
"YeSSUm.''
She arranged the egg, being very
careful to use the proper amount of
salt and butter.
Il don't want it, showing it away.
''Eat the egg, son.
Il don't want it, upsetting the
glass.
Il ought to spank you for that
81 should say So" muttered a drum
mer.
"l'd like to get my hands on him."
an old man said in an undertone, while
another woman and another man
knit their brows in severe disapproval
of the mothers course.
"Don't you want a nice biscuit with
sugar on it?' asked the mother.
yes"
She gave him the biscuit, after care
full preparation, and he threw it on the
floor.
'.Never mind, I'm going to tell your
pa You're bad boy"
mo. | amt" striking the table with
his knife.
I'm going to tell your pa how you
have acted, and he IL whip you
''No, he won't,' sticking his fork
through the tablc-cloth.
''Don't you want some of mamma 8
potatoes?''
.'Yes''
She put piece of potato on his plate
and he trushed it off and threw it on
the floor. The drummer groaned and
the old maid shifted the air.
II know what you want, and I'll give
it to you, if you don't behave yourself, "
said the mother, blushing.
II want to get down.
She helped him down.
IL want to get up"
She helped him up and asked what
he wanted.
II want some of your Coffee
She gave him her cup, and showing
it away, he cried:
Don't want that. Want my coffee "
IF you don't hush, I'll take you
away from the table,
No, you won't,' and he threw back
his head and kicked the under side of
the table.
I'm going to tell your father, sure
as you live, am"
NO, you won't.' and threw up his
head and looked like a cub bear.
/ ssNaGar, - cold fho old
don't you whip that boy?''
The poor woman looked up, blushed
and replied: ''Oh, l am afraid. l
whipped one boy before this one was
born. I Whipped him one evening, and
that night he died. | have been mis-
cradle ever since,' and she smoothed
/ back the petulant boys hair and be-
slowed on him a look of indescribable
tenderness.
An old lady who had taken no notice
of the performance, looked up and
said:
Il think YOU are doing your son an
injustice. To allow child to pursue
such an unrestraiEcd course cannot
help but to injure him, and your in
diligence, permit me to say, is mis-
taken kindness. corrected my elder
son. whipped him because 1 knew
| that it was necessary. Like the child
of whom you speak, he died. l resolv-
ed never again to force obedience, and
when l was blcssed-or cursed,' she
addcd-''witl another son [ vowed he
should never feel the hand of correc-
ton. My experience with him is nearly
the same as you are having. allowed
him to dispute my word in his infancy,
and after he grew up had no control
over him. Many night did he start
from sleep and tell me to shut nv
mouth. finding me in prayer at his bed
side. He dicd''-the old lady's face
was bowed over the table. HE died,
but the marks of a mothers correction
were not on him. The law-had-at-
tempted-the correction. :: He was
hanged
After q moments silence, the old
lady continues:
IF could speak to all mothers
would say: DO not be blinded by a
false idea. Love, love in which judg.
ment finds place, tells you to educate
your child to respect you, for an early
disregard of this requirement as SURELY
brings its natural fruit, of disregard OF
allrespcct, of honesty, of human life -
Useful Mes senger Boys.
81 want ?'25 on this" said distric,