LISTEN A FEW MINUTES.

Inangahua Times, Volume IX, Issue 1438, 1 September 1884, Page 2

LISTEN A FEW MINUTES.

Now, my son, throw away that cigarette, and listen to me tor a few minutes while I pour some wisdom into your ear lam going to give you some advice, my boy, and when it comes to unadulterated double-cover, pistol-grip advice, I am right there, my sob, and have been all the time. I am going to talk to you about your mother, my boy, your mother, who is' as full of love for you as a politician is for votes, on election day. She was born some little time before you, my son, some little time, and is therefore entitled to your respectShe also took a great interest in yoti my boy, when you were as bald-headed as a poker chip and ugly enough to break a photographer's camera. Perhaps you remember some one singingyou to sleep, and nursing you through the measleß and mumps,, and carryrogyou around when you were big enough to know better than to permit it? That was your mother, my son : and when you played "hookey" with' Tommy Fresh and went to the ovens, it was your mother, my boy that interceded for you with your father, and saved you a thrashing. She has been watching over and proteotingyou sinceyour babyhood, my son, and now that you are on the verge of manhood, and can almost see the ends of your moustache when it is well waxed, put in your best licks and make seme retort for all this. Your mother is the best friend you ever had, my boy, the very best, and you are considerably ih her debt* Suppose that you begin to-morrow or to-day for you can't begin to «ooa, and Sive her a kiss every inorniiu|^h_fore reakfast Don't be ashamed to4e it my sou. You owe her a few dkjwses anyhow. She kissed you considerably when your face was as red as a lobster, and you ware ugly enough to scare a weak-minded person into fits. And now, when Christmas comes, take a good share of your pocket-money and buy her a nice present, Never mind if you don't get Clorinda that £5 toilet set Your mother had ! the honour of your acquaintance some time before Clorinda my boy, and Clorinda never sewed buttons on your shirts either. Besides she will appreciate your present more than Clorinda will my son, a great deal more. As yon grow older my son, yon. will see t_# foroe of what I have been telling ya% and by the time that you are as Old as your mother is now yon may; regret that you didn't do more for her when you had the chance, but it will be too late then my boy, everlasting too late.