The Home Advocate. (Jefferson, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 24, Ed. 1 Friday, July 2, 1869 Page: 3 of 4
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Children, obey your [Parents in all tilings in the Lord, for this
The Home Advocate-
For Youth and Children.
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For the Home Advocate.
TO TILE CHILDUEN.
Some weekH have passed Binee I
promised you a rumble in the woods.
This evening I think ie a good time
A nice breeze is stirring and we will
go this cool shady path and enjoy
out'sclves talking and looking, and
perhaps we may find Borne berries
by the way.
Now we have left town out of
sight and hearing. Clap your hands
and sing as much aa you please, we
will not surprise any body. The
birds may look down on us to see
what the noise means The saucy
squirrel may scai tper off, but not fair;
you may watch and see the cunning
rogue peeping out to see who you
are. He makes a nice pet, if taken
when young. There are several
kinds. I have seen three kinds. 1
had a black one once, or rather my
little boy had. He would play with
the little fellow, run races with him.
to his great delight. I like to see
them free and at home in the wild
woods. They pine for freedom.
Listen there is a concert, a real
clever performer. The mocking
bird sings sweetly. I believe the fe-
male never sings Bweetly; she makes
a harsh scolding note. The male
sings for both. I like to listen to
bird notes. I saw a green bird the
other day. fie was a beauty, the on-
ly one I ever saw of the kind. It
lighted on a shrub where 1 could
look at it well. It sang a sweet lit-
tle song, and flew away.
Now here by this wide spreading
oak let us have a cosy talk. How
pleasant we can talk without inter-
ruption. How long this tree must
have stqod Look at the moss on
the trunk. Storm and tempest have
passed over it, yet here it stands,
lifting its toughs heavenward fresh
and green. There is a considerable
variety in sight. There is the hick-
ory and maple, and others you are
all familiar with. The pine with its
constant murmur. I like in some
woods to listen to it, something like
pity in the tone. The oak has a brisk
rustling sound. It is considered the
monarch of the forest.
I have thought the earth looked
very bare the two first days of crea-
tion. You know the grass and trees
were not made until the third day.
Indeed the seas were made the third
day too; but before the trees and
vegetation were. For the waters
had not retired from the face of the
earth.
Oh! how grand must have been
the scene—the Spirit of God moving
them; the huge billows seeking the
place God had appointed for them
where he set bounds they should not
pass; then the earth before bare be-
ing clothed in her robes of green;
the trees, and shrubs, and grass tak-
ing their places in the earth at the
command of God.
What power! What goodness!
not one too many; all for some par-
pose. And yet there was no sun, or
moon, or stars The fourth day of
creation dawned, and God said, let
there be light" in the heavens; and
sraight way the sun took his place
in all his glory light ing up the scene;
the moon and stars taking the place
Qod had assigned them. Can you
oeuoeive bow sublime the scene.
But there was not a human being
on the earth theu. Mortal eyes
could uot have borne the sight. Our
Father was preparing all these
things for man
The fifth da}' the Great Creator
commanded the waters to bring forth
abundantly the fowl that flioth in the
air, the fish to swim in the sea. Just
think! before, there was silence in the
woods; not a bird note. The waters
had no inhabitants. At the command
of Jehovah the waters and air were
occupied with au almost endless va-
riety of fish and fowl, each after his
kind. In wisdom he created them.
The sixth day the sun arose, and
the woods were vocal with songs
of birds. The fish sported in the
waters. Still earth was unoccupied.
Again God commanded. And the
earth brought forth cattle and creep-
ing thing, beast, everything after his
kind; and it was so wonderful! Oar
minds cannot take in this great and
glorious sceno. And yet there was
not a man on the earth.
God saw all that he had made was
good. The home he had made (or
man was ready. You know there
is the Father, the Son, and Holy
Ghost, and they are one. God said
let us make man. He made him in
his own image, pure and holy, and
made him ruler of all the earth. Ev-
ery living thing was to acknowledge
Him as its master. Adam gave
names to them. He was'not afraid
of them. They were harmless. They
passed before him submissively. The
lion, and leopard, and other fero-
cious animals were docile then.
Man did not cat flesh then. He
ate vegetables without cooking, not
such as we cook to eat, but fruits.
The animals did dot eat each other.
Every green herb was to be their
food.
So the work of creation was fin-
ished. The sixth day by the word
of his power, earth and all created
things were made. Man, the crown-
ing work of creation, the lord of the
universe, was the last; and in his
nostrils God breathed the breath of
life, and he became a living soul. He
had the gift of speech, and God
talked to him, and gave him the gar-
den of Paradise to stay in. We have
talked about that before. This should
have been the subject of our first
conversation.
The Sabbath, the seventh day, God
rested; not that he was weary, but
ceased to create is meant, I suppose
—an example for us to follow. Let
us adore, dear children, the all wise
ever merciful Creator for all his bles-
sings to us; but most of all for the
gift of his son Jesus Christ.
The sun has set, and we must
close our talk for this evening.
Some other time we will meet again
perhaps. And if I have profited you
now, or at any other time, I am am-
ply rewarded. To help you to think,
is one thing I earnestly desire; you
and Uncle Frank are very welcome
to all I can say to you. My name,
you want that too; well, some very
sweet little children say
AUNT LIZZIE.
For the Home Advocate.
AUNT FANNY'S CHILDHOOD.
Rear Children, did 1 promise to
tell you something of my childhood?
Well, if Aunt Fanny has made you a
promise you may be just aa sure of
her keeping it as yoo are of having
two eyes in your head. I'll tell you
presently one of the hard lessons 1
had, to teach me never to break a
promise. I want to tell you now of .
the first day I remember in school
1 must have been put to school quite
young, for I dout remember thai
great era, the first day, but the first
day I remember was a hot afternoon
in summer, and little Fanny was
sick—so avch. 0 how the light
glared through the great uncurtained
windows, how sickly ysllow the
sun's rays fell upon the seats and
floor, I shall never forget. After en-
during it as long as I could, I went
timidly to the teacher and asked to
go out, he said " no." Perhaps if 1
had told him how sick I was he
would not have refused, but I was
afraid to talk, perhaps other little
children had deceived him and pre-
tended to be sick, so he would not
have believed me. I went back to
my low seat where the a-b-c schol-
ars sat—I believe I must have liked
my teacher, for I cant remember
feeling angry, but I thought, " when
I get to be big and teach school my
little boys and girls shall go out ev-
er so often." (That promise to my
future pupils has been faithfully
kept.") I was getting worse and
worse. I thought I would scream at
the loud voice of the teacher and the
thunder of his ferule as it came down
on his desk to remind the idler ones
that he saw them. He was much
too busy to notice little Fanny's pale
face and troubled eyes. Presently
the faces around began to dance
about, the room swam round, the
teacher's voice grew dim—I had fain-
ted. When I recovered I was out in
the yard surrounded by some of the
large girls, who were bathing my
face and Gghting me. My big broth-
er carried me home, and that teach
er ever after said " yes" when little
Fanny came to his desk and said,
" Please sir, may I go out?"
Now let me show you how mean
it is to break a promise. I dont
know whether it was that year or
the next, that rewards of merit in
the form of tickets were given at the
end of each week, to such scholars
as excelled in their classes and be-
havior. When any scholar ftpuld
bring ten tickets to the teacher, he
or she received a dime. 0! how we
tried to get those tickets, for those
tickets represented—money? fudge!
what did we care for gold and silver
—no, it represented candy! I as-
sure you those tickets kept more or-
der in that school and helped learn
more lessons than a whip with a
forty horse power.
Half a century ago, goodies were
not quite so abundant as they are
now. Every day as I passed the
one store our little village could
boast,combining dry-goods,groceries
and confectionery, I cast furtive
glances at the meager array of can-
dy-jars in the window, and went on
strengthened to study and behave.
Hardly a week passed that I did not
proudly carry a ticket to my mother
who smiled and kissed me and put it
away in a safe place. If 1 was a
bad child it was uot in school. At
last the happy day caine when 1
went to school armed and equipped
with ten tickets, and no soldier ever
stepped out of tho ranks to receive
a badge of promotion with more pal-
pitating pride than I walked up to
the teacher's desk and received the
pronvsed dime. A" soon as scho >1
was dismissed, I hastened to tlx; shop
and bought tho tempting candy.
Of course I could not let that bundle
stay tied; 1 began to tear the paper
as I walked along and was so busy
I did not set) a buy whu was coming
toward me on the road. He called
my attention by saying, " What you
got Fanny"? I told him all how I
got my caudy. 0!" said he eager-
ly, " let me see how much." I turned
tho open end of my bundle, and his
eyes dilated at tho tempting sight.
Hi en he began to talk sweetly; lean
imagine I hear his wheedling tones
as 1 think of ft nftw, " Fanny was
a nice, little girl; there was not a
bettor one in school; she deserved
the candy, just let him taste the end
of a stick to seo what it wus flavored
with " I gave hiin a taste, " ah that
was nice, just the flavor he liked.
Now if Fanny would divide with
him—give him just half, the next day
he would bring a half dime to school
and give her—he would be sure to
bring it- it was at home in a little
red box he kept on purpose for mon-
ey." 1 hesitated—not that 1 doubt-
ed his word, for my five year old
ideas had never stretched to such a
monstrous lie, but my pleasure was
not complete till mother had seen my
candy. Mother must praise it and
smile over it to give it just tho right
taste. Seeing mo hesitate ho plied
me again with flattery, with honied
word and Rtrong protestations of
sincerity, till 1 yielded, and tho can-
dy was divided.
My dear little readers, I nevor
saw that five cent piece, the boy was
lying to me—he never intended to
keep his promise. Was not that
very mean?
It was several weeks before I
could comprehend that all his fair
words were meant, just to deceive
and cheat me. I can remember
standing in the school room door,
where I could see his father's house
and wondering why fire from heaven
did not fall down and burn the whole
family for the sin of that boy, or that
two bears did not eat him up when
he went after the cows at night.
You see I went to Sabbath school
and knew how sins ought to bo pun
ished.
Aunt Fanny has been shockingly
deceived many times since, but that
first lesson was the sc«crest she ov-
er felt.
Dear children, when you promise
anything be sure you do it.
AUNT FANNY.
For the Home Advocate.
WHAT MUST THE INSIDE BE.
'Twas a lonely night in early spring,
The warbler's note had died away,
For he had flown with tired wing
Off to his nest at the close of day.
And the Sun had dipt his rays of light
In the ether blue of other skies,
Leaving behind as lonely a night
As e'er won the gaze of poet's eyes.
The sky was bright with many a gem
Arrayed in order, brightly beaming,
And we are fondly looklrg st them—
From each a silvery light was stream-
ing-
There stood with us a little child-
Earth never bore a lalrer flower.
Her heart was light, and her eyes were
mild,
For neither had felt sin's blighting
power.
With clasped bands our little ont
Looked up. far, far, up on high,
Aud as her thoughts fell round the
throne
For joy she smiled and thus did cry,
" If out tide the Home where Jesus stays
Such beauty we on earth may see,
How bright the place, how sweet the
ways,
Of Heaven 1—What must the inside be!
W, C. 0.
Homer, Texas, June 18th, 18i9,
the H© e Atftocate.
I KINO nRWBY
Kisg Henry sat ouhl royal throne,
W bile many beneath his sceptre groaned.
Aud cried, to the ferocious demon thcrv.
To give peace to the gray hatred stre.
Hut peace was death, with the bssslfr
lion.
And many that fe!l beneath the hvn,
Of his ever thirsting soul for h'ood,
For it was hi* ouly, only food.
Dally and hourly some one fell
Beneath the sword of this demon of Baa) J
Some innocent man, who tor his filth.
Was hi a cruel ma-mer put to death.
Seven innocent queens have already
gone,
And never can tell what the dragon hea
done,
He resembled the god he did adore,
Aud lits soul was stained like the gns-
> ment be wore.
He ruled his nation with a sword of war,
And much did the peace of his subjects
mar,
For none felt salto beueath hla power,
But thought this his last, his final hour,
IIu was a Baal In tho sight of God,
For liUiiiaii uciii he liked for food,
He bos passed, and peace be with his
soul
For blood no moro can his life oonsok.
PRAimtf.
Dallas, Texas.
PUZZLES AND PROBLEMS.
Several weeks ago we received
the following puzzles and problems,
which were unintentionally mis-
placed. We hope Uncle John will
not be offended, but coutinuo to in
terest our readers by his ready peu.
rczzLK 1.
Plant ten trees in flvo straight
rows, so that there shall be four
trees iu cach row.
Uncle JOHN
rezzLE 9.
" Every lady in the land
Has twenty nails on oach hand
Five and twenty on hands and feet
This is trne without deceit,"
Unclk Jobn.
puzzle 3.
"It is found in tho shovel.
Hut not in tho hoe.
It iu found in the fiddle,
But not in tho bow.
It is found in tho pencil,
But not in the pen.
It iB found iu the ladies,
But not iu the men."
Uncle John.
froblkm.
Will some of the little folks solvo
this problem ? Multiply 25 eenU
by 25 cents. Uncle Johk.
QUESTION.
Will some of the big folks tell us
why tho terms of the divisor should
bo inverted, iu division of fraotious?
Uncle John
A GENTLE WOKD.
A gentle word is never lost;
Oh! never theu refuse oue;
It cheers tho heart when sorrow toit,
And lulls tho cares that biuise one.
It scatters sunshine o'er our way,
it turns our thorns to roses;
It changes dreary night to day,
Aud hope and peace discloses,
A gentle word is never lost—
The tnllen brother needs it;
How easy said, how small the ooat,
What joy ami comfort speeds Itl
Then drive the shadow from thy brow,
A smile can well replace it;
Our voice is music when we speak
With gende words to grace it.
<9, «. .
Queen Victoria was fifty on Moo-
day.—New*.
Our mother was fifty some tints
ago.
Klfl
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Patillo, F. J. The Home Advocate. (Jefferson, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 24, Ed. 1 Friday, July 2, 1869, newspaper, July 2, 1869; Jefferson, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth235549/m1/3/: accessed May 9, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting The Dolph Briscoe Center for American History.