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it was always , ' will you do ; ' and too happy was he to be employed by her to shut the door , to run and call some one , to gather chick-weed for the canary , or feed the poultry and pigeons ; to hold the basket whilst she cut the roses , and afterwards to stick them into the sand in the plate ; to drop the seeds or roots into the ground when she had made the holes to receive them , or stick in the labels to show where they lay ; or do any of those thousand daily things which an intelligent and loving mother will always gratify her child by letting him help to accomplish . By being constantly with her , he acquired , insensibly , a great
store of ideas ; and now and then she would try to teach him to classify these ideas . One day they brought in from their walk a large nosegay of wild flowers . c Will you bring me / said she , ' a flower like this , out of the nosegay ? ' and she showed him a marsh-marigold which she was in the act of putting into water . He brought her , successively , a marigold , butter-cup , and
dandelion ; showing that the resemblance of colour had most struck him . He got the idea of two before he was two years old ; and also of round . His mother taught him the last by putting her finger , and drawing his too , round the edge of a table , shilling , wafer , &c . He was very fond of looking at pictures , and of heaping wooden bricks on each other : in short , the day seemed too short for his business ; and his little life was , like a wreath of
flowers , ever fresh and smiling . Thus did this mother lead her child through the first two years of his life ; and , if he had been happy and progressing , what had she been ? Oh , who can measure her sum of joy , as she contemplated the result , or count the moments in which her heart had ached with bliss ? When she looked at her boy , there
was the sunny face , and candid brow , and dimpled mouth ; there was the full eye , always sweet , but by turns , serious in observa- ? tion , or sparkling with mirth , or beaming with affection : there were the nimble foot and dexterous hand , even then , good instru- » rnents of the active and inquiring mind : there was patient endurance of casual and necessary pain : and there was that love
for her , and confidence in her , which was to be the basis of trust in man and God . Nor had these years been to her a season of mere passive reception of happiness from her child ; she had diligently been preparing for that which she had perceived would be required of her . She had foreseen that the outward universe would first
engage the child ' s curiosity , and she had been diligently studying the natural sciences , well aware that only the profoundly scientific are simple and clear , and that to them alone the commonest object in nature is instructive . It was of the facts of nature which passed before his eyes that he must first take cognizance ; and , in order that she might never lose an opportunity of g iving instruction when asked to do so , or of directing his attention in a useful channel , she was well aware that * he must herself be
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482 Memoranda of Observations
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), July 2, 1834, page 482, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2635/page/22/
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