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Entered according to Act of Congress, in June, 18G7, by J. W. Burke & Cos., in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United Stages for the So. District of Georgia. Vol. I. MOTHER’S DAR LING. happy, indeed. They love each other, and that love is the cause of their happiness. Bear this in mind, reader— love is happiness. Little Amanda is her mother’s joy and com fort; and Amanda’s mo ther prizes her above all earthly treasures. We have no doubt if it were necessary to give her life to save that of her ehild she would not hes itate to do so. Amanda has great faith in her mother? and trusts her for all she needs. She flies to her from every sign cf danger, and looks to her lor her food and eloth ing, home, protection and care; and her moth er never fails to meet all her wants. No wonder Amanda has great faith m her mother, and loves her very dearly. floes Amanda obey her mother? If she really loves her we are sure she does, for where true love is, there always is obedience. You may set that down as an important truth. Children, you will never find a friend MACON, Gs A., FEBRUARY 1, 1868. who will love you as truly and purely as your mothers do; and we hope you will all give them your love and obedience in return, it is a shame for a child to give a mother pain. Now make a note of that also, and be true and good, and always obedient to your mothers. “Because it gets licked and put in a corner.” _____ jggy In the natural history of insects, the grub turns into a butterfly; but it of ten occurs in the natural history of man that the butterfly turns into a grub. :n t o. 3i A True Lady. I was once walking a short distance behind a very handsomely dress ed young girl, and thinking, as I looked at her beautiful clothes, “I wonder if she takes half as much pains with her heart as she does with her body.” A poor old man was coming up the walk with a loaded wheel-barrow, and just before he reach ed us he twice attempted to go into the yard of a small house, but the gate was heavy and Avon Id swing back before he could get through. “Wait,” said the young girl, springing lightly forward: “I’ll hold the gate open.” And she held the gate until lie passed in, and received his thanks with a pleasant smile as she went on. “ She deserves to have beautiful clothes, I thought, “ for a beauti ful spirit dwells in her breast.” jg-gr “ Ma, why is a postage stamp like a bad scholar?” “ I can’t tell, my son ; why is it?”