The Nursery.
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There is nothing more tender than the love of a mother to her child. Here is the nursery. Do but observe with what care the fond parent tends her child, though it often cries, and is peevish. Whatever be the trouble it gives.
“Parental love shall never cease, But always will remain.”
How many sports are sought for, to divert the mother’s darling!
You were such a little creature in arms once; and no doubt you were nursed with care; therefore you ought to make amends for it, by being good and dutiful, for those who are otherwise come to no good; an example of which you will find in the next page.