OLD-FASHIONED MOTHERS.

Mataura Ensign, Volume 7, Issue 378, 29 July 1884, Page 5

OLD-FASHIONED MOTHERS.

-», 1 • Thank God, some o. us have had old- 1 fashioned mothers. Not a woman of tho ( period, enamelled and painted, with her \ great chignon, her curls and .bustles, whose ] white:, jewelled hands never felt the clasp of * baby fingers, but a dear old-fashioned, sweetvoiced mother, with eyes in whose clear 1 depths the love-light shone, aud brown hair t just threaded with silver lying smooth upon *. her faded check. Those dear hands worn 1 with toil, gently guided our tottering steps 1 in childhood, and smoothed our pillow in sick- \ ness, ever reaching out to us in yearn- i ing tenderness. Blessed is the memory t of an old-fashioned mother. It floats i no«v to us like the beautiful perfume t from some wooded blossoms. The music of i other voices may be lost, but the entrancing i memory of hers wid echo in our souls for i ever. Otlier faces may fade away and be i forgotten, but hers will shiue on. When in ( the fitful pauses of business life our feet i wander back to the old homestead and, eros- 1 sing the well-worn threshold, sland once t more in the room so hallowed by her pre- s sence, how the feeling of childhood, in- c nocence and dependence comes over us, < aud we kneel down in the molten sunshine i streaming .through the opsn window — just i where long years ago we knelt by our { mothers knes, lisping, "Our Father." ,| How many times when the tempter lured us < on has the memory of those sacred hours : that mother's words, her father and prayers ( saved us from plun*.riu*j* inio the deep aby-s , of sin. Years havo tilled great drifts between her and us, but they h.iv« nob hidden fr-uu our sight the glory of her pure, unselfisn , ove.