A Gift for Mothers, by the Author of 'Aids to Developement'. (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1833 Excerpt: ... Mother revere God's image in thy child No earthly gift thy parent arms enfold; No mortal tongue as yet, the worth hath told Of that, which on thy bosom, meek and mild, Rests its weak head. Oh not by sense beguil'd, Gaze on that form of perishable mould Though first by thee it liv'd, on thee it smil'd, Yet not for thee existence must it hold, For God's it is, not thine, thou art but one To whom that happy destiny is given, To watch the dawnings of a future heaven, And to be such in purity and love, As best may win it to that life above. Anonymous. ON MATERNAL RESPONSIBILITY. The woman who would educate her children with success, must indeed be endowed with sense sufficient to enable her to reflect on the motives which actuate her own conduct, and to examine into the tempers and dispositions of her own mind. Never must she for a moment fail to recollect, that with those objects, to which her own desires invariably point, her children will naturally associate the idea of good; and with those which excite her aversion, they will connect the idea of evil: and that these associations, if not counteracted, will without doubt have an influence on the future character. In this point of view, the importance of early education is far greater than we can possibly calculate. Were the prejudices which prevent the due consideration of its importance to be happily removed, it would become a primary object of solicitude to the Christian, and the patriot, to raise the female mind to the sense of the dignity of a situation, which enables it not only to effect the happiness or misery of individuals, but to influence the character of nations, and ameliorate the condition of the human race. When we observe how ineffectually throughout all ages, wisdom has laboured by her ins...