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218 THE SOUTHERN WORLD, APRIL 1,1884. Home Ctrck. Prince or pauper, wwwnaxwwawv, Ererr creature ut»4rr Jwiaxv* * >£»*■ Has a kmztaf la «va».v£_ heart, lor Hoi EASTER TIRE BY BATHS C. STWAMV. April skies so clear and Mae. And April flowers of many a hue. And singing birds and fresh green grass. Bring happy thoughts as Lenten days pass Of the blessed Easter-time. For us our Savior was crucified. Was crowned with thorns and for us died. Then rose from the tomb,robed in glory bright. Crowning with a halo of sacred light That blessed Easter-time. So earth and sky, and creatures too, Unite to give him homage due; The purest and best of heart and mind, And fairest of flowers with reverence twined For the blessed Easter-time. little foot arc At rest, and the voice, so dtaa impatiently hushed in its noisy m quiet forevermore. Be slow to anger, fog repentance never fails to fol- kv« in the footsteps of passion, and the evil temper oftentimes displayed in pun- iahing a child, merits a severer punish- view. A well of good water was one of balmiest weather for weeks, but the excellencies of the place, but I look- the past few days old Boreas ha« ed in vain for the gleaming sand so com- reminding us that winter has not mon in a Georgia yard. The house was his final leave, and that it may U on black land, but sand in abundance time before the dead, crisp l eave8 could be found on the banks of creeks place to the buds of spring, and in roads through the piney woods. | If this should meet the eye 0 f men! than that of which the offender | As the rain had ceased, I walked out to my friends of the Sunny South h] the luxuriant garden, and my attention hold, let them be assured that mv was at once riveted by a strange looking silence has not been voluntary, but tree, whose leaves, beautifully striped my letters have been ignored; til with purple, resembled those of a col- ’ Written especially for the Southern World.J TRAINING OF CHILDREN. '"Love is as Strong as Death.’' BY COMFORT MARSHALL. Though the man of wisdom did not abide by his own words in the training of his numerous family, yet he was a stern advocate of the rod, and this fact in conjunction with the knowledge that his parental love was too widely diffused to possess much strength, was probably the cause of the evil uprearing of his children. If parents would have their children become good men and women, they should be not only firm in instilling their duty, but be gentle with them, not for getting that as the parents are in their has been guilty of. "Ah! lip* with curve impatient, Ah! brow with that look of scorn, *Twere a cruel fate, Were the night too late TP undo the work of the morn.” And when in the quiet evening you give the little ones the good-night “ kiss of peace,” let it be with the earnest praver that we may make their lives an atmosphere of the “ love that is stronger than death”—that reaches beyond the grave and extends into the eternity where the children do always behold the face of the Father. »■»« Written especially for the Southern World.J Sketches of Southern Texas. BY EUTERPE. In December, 1860,1 left my Georgia home and took passage for my future abode, two and a half miles from the thriving, aristocratic little town of Mos cow , Polk county, Texas. After arriving at Liberty, I took a seat in a two-horse abomination, called by courtesy “ a stage coach,” which ran (or rather crept) be tween that town and Moscow. A fine drizzling rain didn’t enhance the delights of the journey, as the undulating features of the country caused the old stage to creak and jump, thereby endangering the craniums of its inmates. Chancing to look from the coach window, I saw a lard plant. It was five teet high and tied up to the high fence. “What’s this?” I asked Aunt Tildy, the sable queen of the kitchen. “ Bless your heart, honey, is you cum all de way frum ole Georgy to ax me what a collard stalk is? He, he, he, chile, you’se makin’ b’leve you dunno.” My tree was a collard stalk left for seed, but it was a beauty sure enough. The next morning I went to the cowpen and started back in fear when I saw what I supposed to be huge oxen with immense horns, looking defiance at the new comer. “"VV^ere are the cows, Ann?’ quireft of the dairy maid. “The cows? why, mistiss, them’s the Texas cows what’s scaring you so, and here’s the ca’ves jist about like our ole piney woods cows in Georgy. I said no more, being lost in thought. Indulgent reader, go to Texas if you would have liberal views of human na ture, animals and vegetables. In future sketches I will give you glimpses of that far-famed land taken during the war and after the surrender. Valdosta, Oa. necessarily leave the Sunny Household, sans ceremonie, but some of us may meet very pleasant the Southern World’s Home Cii Some day I hope to be able to q. more satisfactory visit. For thepn accept the kindest regards and wishes of p ALMe . I in daily life so will the children he, for a P roces ®* on made me hold on to my corrupt tree cannot bring forth good fruit. Our “ life is but a winter’s day,” and if parents could teach their children more of the “love that is stronger than death,” there would ho fewer breaking hearts at the end of the “ winter’s day,” when the weary grey-headed traveler, who must ever be “ moving on,” ends his lonely pilgrimage, forsaken by all that should have made life most dear. Love for a child does not mean, as many erroneously suppose, blindly giv ing him his own desires, but showing him the right from the wrong, insist on his following the one and forsaking the other, letting duty, through love, be the main-spring of action. A child govern ed by fear, in nine cases out of ten, will make that most pitiable creature, a liar and a coward. Let parents in mercy spare their hands and refrain from harsh words, remembering that they are in the 'place of God to their children. Upon them depends the weal or woe of their whole future existence—maybe of their eternity—and as they deal by their chil dren, so will God deal by them. In any child reared up by principle and not passion, the *' beauty of holi ness’’will be developed in the year of his manhood, and when he is old he-will not depart from it. If fear and selfish ness be the ruling power, the evil tem pers which have been only repressed during childhood, will break forth with greate** fury lo* the long repression, and as long as life lasts, as long as the pulses beat, and the heart throbs, so long will this wrong training be a part of the na ture and life of the man. The majority of parents are well meaning enough, and love their children devotedly, but they are too fretful and impatient with the little ones, driving them from their sides by fault finding— oftentimes unintentionally—but none the less effectually. They scold if a gar ment is torn; they fret and fume over the disordered rooms; they answer im patiently if questions are asked. How scalp in anticipating horror. A long line of Indians, mounted on mustang ponies, with guns and hunting knives, and a row of squaws with pappooses strapped either in baskets or blankets on their backs, walking abreast with the ponies, was a sight most unusual to my eyes. 14 What on earth are they going to do ?” I hurriedly asked our Jehu. “Them Injuns is only agoin’ to pick out the cotton what’s left in the fields |now,” he calmly replied. “You Bee, ma’m, the planters here make more cot Written specially for the Southern World.] Dear Circle—How tiue it is that “every creature under heaven’s blue dome has a longing for Home, Sweet Home.” The Home Circle is at once suggestive of peace, comfort, content ment and protection. More than once have I looked in upon yours and wished I might be worthy of a quiet place as visitor; and one day dear Miss Mattie (perhaps divining my thoughts) kindly invited me to a cosy corner and a social chat. I feel as if I must say something, but while my “ say ” might prove not too in ton than they can pick out afore next teresting to you who listen, I will at year, and as they don’t own niggers enough, they hires the Injuns to pick it fur them. You will see the field whar they are agoin’ jest heyand that hill afore us.” In a few moments a large field literally snowy with the fleecy staple came in view, and the heavily laden stalks were almost high enough to need step-ladders for convenient gathering. Kind reader, deem me not a lineal descendant of the famous (or rather infamous) Baron Mun chausen as you peruse the following de scriptions of the products of that para dise of States, Texas. My next surprise was a large field thickly covered with pumpkins that were as large as cider casks 1 A drove of hogs, resembling bears in size, was quietly feasting on the nutritious vegetables. “ Is that the usual size of your pump kins?” I inquired of the driver. “No, ma’am,” he replied, “that far mer made a failure in his punkin crap this year and jest gathered one barn full and turned in the hogs on the balance. Some uv our planters makes punkins larger than a hogshead, and lets the poor people live in ’em all winter. They slices down the walls fur pervisions and when the rine gits thin, they moves into a nuther punkin, and keeps on a moving till spring sots in.” Of course I felt constrained to believe at least half of the marvels of my adopt ed State, so I nodded my belief and we journeyed on. 8oon the town of Mos- present only suggest a question upon which I have been thinking for a few days past, namely: Are there any among you that belong to the Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle ? I do not, but have been reading their hand-book, sent me by the Secre tary, Miss Kimball, and think that it would be both pleasant and profitable. Its object is to “ promote habits -of reading and study in nature and science, and in secular and sacred literature in connection with the routine of daily life (especially among those whose educational advantages have been limited), so as to secure to them the col lege student’s general outlook upon the world of life, and to develop the habit of close, connected, persistent thinking.” Its membership numbers about 24,000, and represents all creeds and lands. On certain “memorial days” the big bell at Chautauqua rings, and it is said tnat all true Chautauquans (that is true members of the C. L. S. C.) on what shores soever they may dwell, can hear its distant echoes. This is sentiment, though romantic, and perhaps not true literally, is beaut! | ful, and must be inspiring. All who wish can obtain information on the subject by sending stamp and ad dressing Miss K. F. Kimball, Plainfield, New Jersey, and asking for Hand-book No. 2 of C. L. 8. C. Written especially for the Southern World] How to Treat Dues. Editor Home Circle—It was tention to devote this paper to the d] room, but this morning upon open! paper just received through the i discovered a bed bug, which to me the possibility that an article J struction, whereby these pests cal totally exterminated, might be aco ble to some readers of the Son] World. Although bed bugs are conveyJ many ways, I think the most comm] in laundried clothing. It is the hi many laundresses to put the clothes J their bed as they are ironed; thewa of which attracts the bugs, and the] secreted in the folds of the clothes.1 I speak from experience when 1 they can be totally exterminated, necessary to begin to look for them| in March, and a thorough examin must be made every week during spring and summer. Let the beds! be well washed with strong soap-] if the case is a bad one, take the stq pieces and thoroughly examine part. When sure they are clean! every crack and crevice with a s! solution of alum, in water. Disso| quarter of a pound of alum in a qu water. Keep a bottle of the waterl stantly on hand and apply with a fear If rooms are ceiled the boards shoal well washed with alum water, and I whitewashed, If there are cre| which cannot be penetrated feather, use a syringe. PerseveJ seems to be the motto of the little; but if their motto is followed, and i eral supply of alum water used, I i' a l doubt they will be exterminated. Written especially for the Southern " 0111 Fancy Work-Narrow Crod Edge. Make a chain of ten, turn. 1.3d* in fourth chain, 1 chain, 1 double in 3 chains, turn. 2. 3 double under the one chan chain, one double under first sti last row, 4 chains, turn 3. 3 double under the one chan chain, 1 double under last stii chains, turn. 4. 3 double under the one cha chain, 12 double under the four coj one single under first turning 5. 1 chain, 1 single on top of nj ble, one chain, one single on next and so on all the 12, 2 chains, 1 at the first, putting the three dou ■ der the one chain or loop inste au l fourth chain. _ ^ W'ofA Written especially for the Southern Knitting Patter®' This design is in nines. b’ a - v | number of stitches divisible by - 1st row. 3 plain, narrow, t-° plain, repeat all round. 2d row. 4throw,6throw Sthro*! would these parents feel if there were cow was reached, a carriage procured that this may fall under the eye of some 5th 'row. 2 ’ plain, narrow, no little troublesome garments to mend ? Would not the heart ache bitterly if the I disordered rooms were always prim and the summit of a hill, and surrounded by 1 vidual experience in connection neatr-but, oh, so lonely 1 for the busy| and my face turned homeward, house, built of hewn logs As all ages and classes of society are al L r i°^?' o ..i-in narrow, t. o« r J enrolled in this association, it is likely ro ^ Lover l! 3 plain, repeat that this may fall under the eye of some 5th row. 2 plain, narrow, 1 J it ▼ T 11 V •• ■ I ■■■» A 1 Tl Q 1*1*4 IV. . •* I ard. A large member, and if so, I shall be exceedingly narrow, t. over 1, narrow, , situated on thankful for any information, and indi- P l £?’ repea £ over 1.d wounded by | vidual experience in connection.. | tii^Taver VI pfein^Pg^ [ tall oaks and hickories, soon came into 1 We have been enjoying the mildest,