The Family Circle [pp. 227-229]

The Ladies' repository: a monthly periodical, devoted to literature, arts, and religion. / Volume 2, Issue 3

THE LADIES' REPOSITORX. In a momentary squeeze of the hand how much of the heart oozes through the fingers! Who, that ever experienced it, has ever forgotten the feeling conveyed by the eloquent pressure of the hand of a dying fiiend, when the tongue had ceased to speak? There are foolish persons who think it pretty to have soft, wet, cold hands, when the fact is, it is only an evidence that they are ill; or that, inasmuch as the circulation of the blood is partial and feeble, they are not well; and unless they bring about a change, and induce warm hands and warm feet, by the necessary bodily exercises, they are on the road to the grave. Cold hands, cold feet, and hot head are indications of any thing but health. Time was when aristocracy deigned to extend a single finger, or, at most, two, to be shaken by humble democracy. Even now we hear of instances in which "my noble lady" repeats the offense when saluted by a more humble individual. This is an indignity which no true man or woman will either offer or receive. Refinement and true gentility give the whole hand, and respond cordially, if at all. This is equivalent to saying, "You are welcome;" or, when parting, "Adieu. God be with you!" THE ART OF NOT HEARING.-The art of not hearing is fuilly as important to domestic happiness as a cultivated ear, for which so much money and time is expended. There are so many things which it is painful to hear, many which if heard will disturb the temper, and detract from contentment and happiness, that every one should be educated to take in or shut out sounds at will. If a man falls into a violent passion and calls me all manner of namnes, the first word shuts my ears, and I hear no more. If in my quiet voyage of life I am caught in one of these domestic whirlwinds of scolding, I shut my eyes, as a sailor wvould fturl his sails, and, making all tight, scud before the gale. If a hot and restless man begins to inflame my feelings, I consider what mischief these sparks might do in the magazine below, where my temper is kept, and instantly close the door. Does a gadding, mischief-making fellow begin to inform me what people are saying about me, down drops the portcullis of my ear, and he can not get in any further. Some people feel very anxious to hear every thing that will vex or annoy them. If it is hinted that any one has spoken of them, they set about searching and finding it out. If all the petty things said of one by heedless or ill-natured idlers were to be brought home to him, he would become a mere walking pin-cushioin, stuck full of sharp remarks. I should as soon thank a man for emptying on my bed a bushel of nettles, or setting loose a swarm of musketoes in my chamber, or raising a pungent dust generally, as to bring upon me all the tattle of spiteful people. If you would be happy when among good men, open your ears; when among bad, shut them. It is not worth your while to hear what, your servants say when they are angry; what your children say after they have slammed the door; what a beggar neighbors say about your children; what your rivals say about your business or dress. I have noticed that a well-bred woman never hears an impertinent or vulgar remark. A kind of discreet deafiness saves one from many insults, from much blame, from iot a little apparent connivance in dishonorable conversation. A MOTIHER'S EARLY TRAINING.-It has been truly said that to mothers wvas delegated the future good of the rising generation. To her is given the sacred office of instilling into the young and tender mind of her offspring the first precepts of religion and truth, and all that is to form the foundation of their future character. If such is the case-which no one will deny-how careful should mothers be in respect to their children, setting before them good examples, teaching them to shun evil, and to love that which is good! Never make a promise to your child and break it. Often have I heard mothers promise their children this or that, and not keep it. You may think it makes no impression on their youthful minds, but they do not forget it, and often does that evil habit-lying-take its first foothold from the careless promises of those that have children in their charge. Give your children your fullest confidence; do not let them fear you; teach them so to confide in you that, if they have done wrong, they will tell the truth. When your child is afraid of you, ten chances to one he will tell that which is not so. When they have confessed a wrong, do not punish them unless re peated, and you have cautioned them previously. I remember seeing a little girl break a costly vase; her step-mother asked her if she broke it; she said she did, whereupon the step-mother punished her severely. The little girl remarked afterward, "If I break any thing else I won't tell her." Why? Because she was afraid of her,; and for that reason never teach your child to fear you, but show them by your daily examples that you wish them to follow you in the paths of truth and honesty. Most of our great men ascribe their success to their mother's early training. "My mother taught me so and so." What a crown for one to wear, if good; how terrible, if evil! Therefore, bring up your little ones during their infancy and youth in that way that in memory they can go back to the scenes of their youth, and think of you with the fondest affection. A PLEA FIOR THE LITTLE FOLKS.-Do n't expect too much of them; it has taken forty years, it may be, to make you what you are, with all their lessons of experience; and I dare say you are a faulty being at best. Above all do n't expect judgment in a child or patience under trials. Sympathize in their mis takes and trouble; do n't ridicule them. Remember not to measure a child's trials by your standard. "As one whom his mother comforteth," says the inspired writer, and beautifully does he convey to us the deep, faithful love that ought to be found in every woman's beamrt, the unfailing sympathy with all her children's griefs. When I see children going to their father for comfort, I am,sure there is something I....... say,s whose petition you have rejected; what your wrong with their mother. 228 .I i

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