The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-12-17
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Peck's Sun.
Come here, sis, and sit down be;
side me, and let me giseiyon . lie
lie talking q. That Il right SIT
clear at the other end ofthe sofa.-
II makes more room for my govt
and corns, besides being a good
habit for q young lady tobe addict
led To, Always pander 10 this hab.
it, and you viii in time find your.
self salkingthroagh green mead.
ows and beside the still waters Of
respect. You may be walking al
one, to be sure, but you will have
fever lawn dresses to do up on
Monday morning. / wish to speak
to yonof your mother. 1t may be
you have noticed a care.worn look
upon her face lately. OF course, it
has not been brought there by any
act Of yours, still it is your duty to
chase it away. / don't mean fol
you to run at it and shake your
skirts and tell it to "shoo," as you
would a hen, nor do l expect you
to get on the other side of.he fence
and throw old oyster cans and pie,
ces Of barrel slaves al it, as you
did at the COW yesterday. Bat
want you toget up tomorrow NOR.
ing and get breakfast, and when
your mother comes down and be,
gins to express her surprise, 60
right up to her and kiss her on The
mouth. You don't imagine how il
will brighten up her dear faCe.-
Besides, you owe her a kiss or two
Away back when you we're a little
girl she had kissed you when ne
one was tempted by your fever
tainted breath and swollen face
You were not as attractive then as
you are now. And along through
these years of childish sunshine
and shadows she was always ready
to cure, by the magic of a mother'l
kiss, the little dirty, chubby hands
whenever they were injured by
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 restless pill.
low, have all been on interest these
long years. OF course, she is not
so pretty and kissable as You are,
but if you had done your share Of
the work during the last ten years
the contrast would not be so mark.
ed. Her face has more wrinkles
than yours, far more, and yet If you
were sick that face would appear
to be more beautiful than an an
gels as it lowered over you, watch.
ing every opportunity to minister
to your comfort, and everyone Of
these wrinkles would seem to be
bright wavelets of sunshine chas.
ing each other over the dear old
face. She will leave you one Of
these days. Those burdens if not
lifted from her shoulders will break
her down. Those rough, hard hands
that have done so many unnecessa.
ry things for you will be crossed
upon her lifeless breast. Those ne.
elected 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 appreciate 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 string.
ing beans for dinner, aud if you
feel so badly you might go down
and finish them, and let her change
her dress and let her rest an hour
before dinner, And after dinner
you might do up the dishes while
she takes a little nap. Then you
might take down her hair and do
it up for her. You need not wind
it Ger your finger aud fuss to make
spit curls, as she used to do with
yours, but give it a good brushing
and windit up gently and tender.
ly, as if you enjoyed doing it for
her, The young man down in the
parlor can wal! until you have per.
formed these duties.