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3STIE W S ITEM. ' '''"-
ItUME XXV, NO- 23.
, ,il JO'D'MAL
AND
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, )L UEUSI'OUT, PA.
(V. Miina
u 1 - it.K Ye\U ts ADVANCE.
R.MS
4 s Mann, s - F - Hamilton, j
l 0" " rr r. PuHMter. j
ARTHUR R. M (KIT
"'JOHNS. MANN & SON,
K •,„VI)KKSI*OKT, l'A.,
Arthur B.Mann,
Ja,ur,ucf A*eut A .Vdary Public.
OKI, McCIiA RY. M. i..
a ,;T|{lN<. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON
j-irt'DERSI'iHtT, PEN N'A.
C. J. CURTIS,
lumoral Did and District Attorney. j
( : H'lE'iDl't HIT. PA.,
i -' l ii.pii • ;>rrt to his profession.
at. .iti.'ii iiveii lofriKtitMUt
05AS. T. SOHIVELY,
lirif'ubiir.' liiitii \gcnt. "ouveyaucer j
anil i.ml Estate Atreiil.
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'.l ;f N'.xEi.ORS AT LAW;
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i .>• JEiiSlNitT, PE.VN'A. j
SET:? LEWIS,
ru. v at lain' anil liiMirauce Agent,
LEW: -;VILLE, PA.
A. M. REYNOLDS,
DENTIST,
111 - N -'I ~i .1. BUM K,)
< 'DEDKUSPOHT, PA.
Baker House,
P-'.oa s , K.Ei.i.l, Propi s.
rai-r id si. OMt.mu EA.S'I Streets,
tl4 Dr.i.Si'i .li'i, i'J. XA.
'■ i tnti 'ii j'.ii.i t., < .•urenieiK'c ..tui
-• t >: :;aesta.
-cvvisvilie Hotel,
w >i.U.V ;<u.i Axiivt >i Streets,
LiAVi-xii.Ll-, l'A.
i>t.i- .11 Ai;i; I.eii.
JOHN J. PLA :SALL,
PAXNTER-,
Cut HEItSI'oGT, PA.
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THOMSON it if]ANN
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Medieiiies, Books, Stationery,
k'aO'JJi P.lfls OILS. W-Ll P-Ptf;, j
Cir. if tin iml Thifil Six.,
COUDEUSPDRT, PA.
S. F. HAMILTON,
K AND JOB PRINTER
' 'r l/<iin nut! Third.)
' 51'DKltSPORT, PA.
_ D. J. CROW ELL,
; rf -inter St E iting Machine,
'■ IN'(5,( ameron co., Pa.
-'u! IJh ; ' i'THIIIS'ULE MACHISK to
• ii 'Y'cUiue snd General Custom Work
" 2422-tf!
John Grom,
'oi! SV , Si<£ IS ,
brutal, Hfcorativr &
C '*A INTER,
C °UDEhSPORT, PA.
m . lN '' Hid I'A.'KR IIAM;I.\(J (lone
" '"Witness and dutpatcln
potion guaranteed.
UOIJHK
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L, C - 3REUNLE,
X k " K Wolf K .
' PA.
'n'it ttuiuhe'i loonier,
h^ fftta Mi*bletermg * Qd wortiaatwh) i', on
S, 'lrL u ii;. <jr ls 't . theottlcooi JOUK
111 'ocejwe b.-oh,(>£ attenWon
Edward Forster.
DEALER IX
G-roceries & Provisions,
I
MA IN STREET above SECOND,
COUDERSPORT, PA.
A FULL SUrPLV or
; FLOUR, SUOAJti.,
SPICES, SYRUP,
CHEES ,
HAM, FISH,
TOBACCO, SNUF F.
&c., &c.,
KEPT CONSTANTLY ON IIANT).
A specialty made
Teas and Coffees,
! nf whidi I Lave the
|
I.arjee.-it find Rest
Stock in town.
j All (.r.orls sold CIIKA P for I.'AMI only.
j
I Call and ezainiue 1.-efore purchasing elsowiitie
:
Ell WARD rOKSTCR
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Now Si NO Eit Sewing Machines ex ;
; eliaiigcd for ones of any kind or make.'
j by A. M. RKYNOLI. Aijent.
\ BASSETTS LIVER! I
! I
j • orner MARKET and 111 NTEK -u*eei>. i
{ S'O I" TJJ SID K>J the HI VEi;.)
!
I '.vort.:> rc ijiecifully invite Ilie attention>; t>
ouMic iiiy
LlYtj.i .Y ESTABLISIILHiIItv
with the UMV ranee that 1 can meet every
m.unl foi a his! ciass ttii nont.
Having pur- L,. e>l the l.ive,y "if \n.on > r
mivf the uiy I'scaij-isl'iuehi ,if the '.iiu! in i
veetion.
J. M. MASS! :T i
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K. E. G OGLSELL.
Ca Y periter and Jo?no..
; CUTiI SIDE of the RIVER,
(tilt'irt EA S i Stf't.
U(Uitho*j<[ior". Pit.
' 'NTIi ACTS rah: j, ~n< matei iaW fnrnl.-laN. :<
ali Ui|l:ls (if It! II.DtNi.
I*l.A VINO ;'.nl Vi.vr.- ;riM. ilaie.—Moci ids - , 'f..
•leseiiiilii.ns.
SAsJI, BLIND:- ami iXiullS .>n bun or man -
Dietareii t.i "inh-r.
CAN If pan! Di! l ine i umber.
VOID PATII'II >GE is viieiieii.
5?. </O<>I)SELE.
The SlN'ouii is a lock-stitch uiacliiin
! and lnakt sabeautiful,even:md nniforu.
; stitch which will not ravel and is alikt
!on both sido It hems, braids, cords,
j tucks, embroiders, mfilcs, fells and dot s
j all kind • ol' work on the linesl muslin or
the heaviest full-cloth.
John V. Erown,
PKORRIETOK OF
LINE OF STAGjbfY
BBTWFKN
Coudersport & W ellsville
( Via OS WA YO. PA.)
Persons going to OSWAVO I>V stage, and aesn 1...
to return same day, will be accommodated ,
at stage rates.
passengers wishing to reach any of the neiglits.:
itig towns will lie conveyed by Livery a ■
reasonable rates.
A good Livery rig kept eonstar.tly on hand •
passengers >y the stage.
OSWAYO HOUSE,
(JOIIN V. BKOWN, I'ropt.,
I
OSWAYO, PA.
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COUDERSPORT PA., WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 11,1874.
Golden Hair.
Colden Tlalr sat on Grandfather's knee.
Dear litt e Golden Ilairi tired was she,
All day busy, a* busy could be.
Up in the morning as soon as 'twas light;
hit With the birds and butlerllies bright.
, 1 iitting a'oout till coining of night.
Grandfather toyed witli the curls on her head,
"W hat lias my baby been doing?'' he said,
■'Since she arose, with the sun, front her bed." j
' "Ditty much," answered the sweet little one,
"1 cannot tell, much things haw 1 done.
Played with dolly and feeded my bun.
"And I have jumped with my little jump rope, i
And then i made out of water and soap,
litijUiie worlds- —Mamma's ca sties of hope.
"Then I have roaded in my picture-book;
And little P.e'da and I went to look
For some smooth stones by the side of the brook, i
"Then f coined home—ami eati-d my tea.
And 1 eiimed up to my Granpapa's knee,
I'm-jes-as-ti red-as-tired-can-lK.'!"
We are but children: the thing, that w. do j
! Are as sjeirts of a bain* to the Infinite view, j
That sees all our weakness and pities it too.
G(kl grant that when night overshadow s our way,
And we shall be called to account for the day
Ifc may find it as guileless as Golden Hail s play.
And oh! when a-weary, may we be so biest
As to sink like an innocent to our rest.
And fee! ourseivescias|ied to the Infinite bread. {
"Black Your Boots."
Mr. Manning's big wagon, with
white cover aiul red wheels, rumbled
over the stones into Jersey city.
Bounce and Del, the great la\ horses, j
witli fat, shining sides nud ion j, How
ilig mam - and tails, shied this way j
and that, picked up their cars and !
stamped and snorted at the engines; l
i
hut Mr. Manning's kind voice kept
them in chack; his "Whoa! bays,'';
"Hey! there, Steady, my good fel
lows,'' reassured them. The ferry
i they did not ke at all; their noses
j were high in air smiling, their eyes j
i staring wiidiv a' the strange, shim-!
' meting sheet of water h.-tore them;
I hut they only needed thvii' inasti r at I
| I heir head, powerful us they were, to ;
| keep t hem tpiiit.
t Mr. Manning's wagon looked like |
I n emigrant's, hut il tva> only cov-j
| -red for marketing juu poses. If you :
eotihi have peeped inside, you would ;
nave st-eit jut s of sweet butter, has- |
i.ets of eggs, and boxes of the whit-j
|est horny, nice enough i'- r the dttin-1
Test table in the city. Over the;
stone pavements, through the bttsv. j
noisy streets up to Mr. Thomas Man
ning's mammoth grocery oi\,tln
great wagon rolled on its way. Tit. I
gentleman came out of his oiiiee am.
greeted his brother with .sincere cor
diality. What though the farmer"-
amis were rough and brown, his
•iothes coarse and worn, his hat a
paim-le.if ami his i.oot-8 "stogies,"
he was every incn am m. The wag
on was unloaded and the hors -s were
iriven to : livery stable tot lood am.
est. Mr. Matitting intemled return
rg home that thy, hut a eonveisa
:v• t at his bt'oliter s dinner taiih
etumged his mind. Sn lite course 1
in ir e!iit,-( iia! lie t< marke 1:
"Neighbor Wat-on's bound b'\
ran a wax Lite other day. It's the
ay with "these charity children,
i \t no faith in 'em: you can't keep
■. te ; it's no IHC trying."
"VJ tt ma-t not condemn them : il
t<\ t uw; many have done xxiil tnnt
matie useful men and women. In
deed i was going to suggest to you,
JIS i have done before, to take one,'
answered his brother smiling.
'•Oh! 1 know your hobby, Thom
as," laughed tiie farmer, "but I don't
prove a good cab'lt, you see. Really,
though, xvii'e and I have thought
more about il of late; we are getting
old, and the house is dreadful lone
some since Johnny died.
He sighed heavily. Tiny had
hurried all their children, ihree in
number; Johnny, a links fellow of j
seven yeais, was the last. How ties- j
olatc is the home and hearth without :
the merry voice and busy feet of the:
children, especially if the light has |
I once burned and then gone out —still,
blank, void! Mr. Thomas Manning
had a lively and earnest interest in
city children. Jfe gave of his time
and money liberally. Now his heart
was delighted with the new interest
manifested by his heretofore incor
rigible brother, who had always
j seemed very indifferent on the sub
ject; so to draw him out still farther,
he simply asked asked:
"Why not take one?"
"It is this, Thomas. I suppose I
have bt en unfortunate in my observ
ance in 'em. 1 have little courage to
try Meanness seems to be bred in
j lite bone, or something's the matter."
"As I said, it is not always so. I
j see new waifs on the streets every
day driven out for bread—bread.
The suiroundiitgs soon harden them;
they catch the manners of street life;
they have to fight to live. It some
of thcin eouhl he taken before this
hardening process they would of
course lie more easily managed; but
i even some of the worst turn out well.
Only, yesterday I saw among the
boot-blacks a little fellow xvlio I am
e ire ir> unused to their rough way:
• his face has haunted nte ever since.
I'm sorry now I didn't stop to speak
I with him. 1 was in a hurry and he j
! seemed under the protection of one ,
iof the older bows, so I thought he;
ts |
| would not be absurd, as new recruits I
| usually are."
"Well," said the farmer, "i! I could
find one could have faith in to .i. t
xvitii, I would try one."
"You would? Well then, suppose
you stay over ni lit and we will c<
what we can find. 1 will go over the
i missions with you and the orphan
asylum us, if you like. I'd like you j
to take a look at the armies on the '
streets, too."
"I should never ta' e one from the
streets, I'm sure: I have a horror of j
j
j them, with their rags and dirt and
j oaths."
j "Not all! nut all! George! "re
; peatcd Mr. Thomas Manning.
The farmer shook his head incred
| tilously; hu nswered, "I don't know |
i what wife will say; t til 111 stay and j
look 'round."
Out on the streets of New York!
one has to see and hoar to know.!
| Rich and poor jostle each other.!
I The street is free to all—the home of'
'many—a great place for business;!
• fruit, vegetables, milk, meat, a.ul i
j tisii are cried lot saie, mingled with
j I he hollow sound of "char-coal!" and
I "tags! " "rags," the shrill voice of
it he newsboy, and the merry cry ot
j"Rlack- our-boots," etc.—a tinning
: panorama in many acts. The broth
jet's went on together and as thev
I prts.--.MI safe!\ to the sidew.dk, over a
I crowded crossing, Mr. George Man
j iittg felt a touch on his arm and ;.
! sweet voice said,
'■mac's your !)<■(>' i—m:ike "i m shin*;
(.'..it x.'tt only like a liiitit—
niul it: tae sky."
The farmer was struck by the curi
ms couplet, and looking down at itis
unpolished boots said;
"Well, sonny, they do need it;
suppose you try your hand. Thom
as!" he called to his brother w ho had
passed on a few steps, "here!" as Ln
eaine up, "what do you think of im
getting a shine?" 11a! ha ha!"
The little fellow set to work quit;
business like, though a little awk
ward. Taking out his blacking air
brush, he set his box for Mr. Man
ting to nst his foot upon. Titer
was some blacking on his hands, <>l
course, but bis clothes were neat and
clean. He looked up with gratitu b
in os eyes to answer lite farmer's
questions.
"What was thai so rig you were
tinging, sonny ?"
Dvl'ore he could answer, the city
brother exclaimed:
"Well, I declare, if this isn't the
same little fellow i was talking about
You haven't been in the business
long, my boy ?"
"No, sir; you bet on that. I'm
rather green, but 1 "li daine your
boots for you for all that."
He brushed away with the energy
oi a small engine. If tiie gentlemen
! had looket they might have seen LG
protector—a big boot black—only a
few steps off, with something more
I than gratitude expressed on his face;
j there was real, genuine love, as he
! watched his charge,
j "You didn't tell me your song," re
marked the farmer, changing his foot;
on the box, one boot shining like a j
mirror now despite its coarseness, j
"Well," laughed the bov, "yon see
Den told me something to say—may
be 1 didn't get it right."
"Out xvitlt it.; what was it? that
was what caught this customer for
you."
The boy raised his head and cried
half smilingly and shyly:
Black yer Loots— M.\KE ctn shine;
Cost vor <>n'y like ;i dime—
ond in toe sky."
Ilis oice dropped towards the last,
lie said, "1 guess I get something
else mixed with it. "Den!" he shout
ed, peering around. Ben stepped
from the cornel of a building: "What
was it you told me to say, old fel
low?"
"Black your boots—make 'em saiue;
Coat yer only half a dime—"
"Oh! yes; I got some of "Twinkle
Star" in't, I guess."
They ail laughed. Then Mr.
Thomas Manning said:
"Step this way, boys, into my
store"—they were near it; he led
the way—"come on, I'll pay you for
your time," he added cheerily. They
walked through to the back part of
the store. "Now I should like to
know something about this little boy
—who he is. I noticed him on the
street yesterday."
"My name's Toots," the child said,
! then looked at Ben.
"Why, yer see," said Ben, "I've
; knowed 'im allers. His mother used
ter live next room t'us. She tuk in
sewing and washing, and got 'long
xvell 'nough i-ili she tuk sick an'died.
Me'n Bob, that's my brother, felt so
sorry like fur Toots we tuk 'im far
our own. He don't like ter stay
j 'lone so we hex ter takes 'im with us.
! Toots wants ter work, so we sets im
jup an' are learnin' of htm. Toots
J does bully," and th generous Ben
| patted him fondly on the shoulder.
"Your big heart makes rne asham
ed of my little one, Ben," said Fann
er Manning, "I think I'll learn :t les
son from you. Now 1 want a little
boy; God has taken all of mine and
! I'd like to take this little fellow oil
J your hands. What do you sa\ son
j iiv," turning to foots, "would you
j like to live in the country an be
jmy boy?" "Oh! Crack—ee," Toots
: (jaculated, dropping his blacking-box
iand opening his eyes very wide—"a
| real country of trees and birds and
! flowers and prett , chickens, and ail
! that, such as mamma used to t-'il me
about." Ben's face grew long as lie
tried to sean Mr. Manning's.
"'Twottai be the tiling sir, if we's
sine"—i. it p:uis< 1. "Sureof what?"
Asked the farmer. "That you'd be
good 'n kind," Den said half choking.
"I think I should try to follow
your example, my brave boy; II" you
could take him with your little, !
ought to do well by ititn with the
plenix God has given m . With his
.dp I will," In said solemnly.
"What do yer say, Toots?" asked
Den.
"Leave you? " said the child, tak
ing Ben's hand.
"Yes, but. ver'tl tu-v a good home
'mong green fields 'n flowers."
"Oil! Crack—ee,"exclaimed Toot
again.
"Yes, I've seed 'em or.et Toot-,
they're awful nice; I"d come ter see
you sometime- yer know."
"Of course," said the farmer get
ting more and more interested. His
brother was silently enjoying the
•e.-tie, and after s une l'.rlh r eonver
satioii both gentlemen went homo
with the boys to talk with Boh
tViif ii Mr. George Manning saw
thdir one poor room and scanty fur
niLure, and thought how generously
they had made room not only there
but in their hearts for the orphan
boy, he silently prayed God to for
give him for shutting so much joy
out of his soul as he felt was creep
ing in now he hid opened it. It xva
lecided that Toots should go. He
was quite willing now. iLe had been
sitting during the conver->nlion on
his new friend's lap and said, "'Tis
most like mamma's."
You dear children who see green
and fair fields every day can not im
agine. the joy and surprise of little
Toots x\ hen the next morning they
drove out of the noisy, bu-y city.
He noticed tree and flower and bird,
asking many questions which Lis
nev. friend gladly answered. It
: brought the tears to Mr. Manning's
| eyes many times, for his own little
| boys were brought to mind. lie ft It
his heart growing bigger with litis
1 little waif beside him.
Mrs Manning only said, "Why,
George!" when her husband explain
ed who his company was. Then she
got Toots a doughnut and a glass of
; sweet milk, and took him to her kind
j mother heart.
Toots's real name was Newton
j Murdoch, lie was a Scotch boy,
and a noble one he proved. Mr,
Manning's generosity did not stoj:
here. He took Bob to help him on
the farm, and got a good place fot
; Ben. Three better box s than they
- never lived; they quite took the
1 st.qrnio £rc*u the nam® of cirarifcx
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children in that neighborhood. Bob
bee ime a sturdy, thrifty farmer and
helped Ben to become a fine scholar.
Toots—what was he not to Mr.
and Mrs. Manning? their comfort:
and stay, tender and gentle as an
own son could possibly bt. At their |
death the old farm was his. Many
and many a poor city boy has he be
friended nd always tdd them t e
j story of
"Black your boo's—ni ike Vm shine; j
Cost you only like a dime —
ond iu the sky."
Managing Children.
Our children are our mirrors. If i
we would know ourselves, we have!
j but to study them. They give back
j the true reflection. Can there lie a 1
! sadder sight than the one s. often
J seen, o a worn and anxious mother
I scolding and -hut ting up, and xvhip
) ping, aye, and praying over her
i bright, wayward child, when, were
! she but to turn ; clear look, unbiind
!ed by self- love, inxvat 1, she could
i see that almost, if not quite all, which
j causes her so much anxiety and an
; noyance, and her child so mat:\
! punishments, is h< r men fault. But j
1 children are not mere relicetions.
I They have iit pii-itive little minds
| and warm little ltea' i-, and if we,
; through wearinos or thoughtie>s
i tu -s. vxithliol 1 information from lite !
j one, or sympathy from the other.;
: they are genuine sufferers.
1 vx:t once visiting a home, of
w licit a dear little airl w ts the light.
! One afternoon S!K> xvas crying qniet-
Iv. Her mother's eover-Alioii xxa--
j * f
! interspersed witli "Hush, I tell you," j
"Stop crying," Ho hush," "I'll send i
| 1 , •
' vou <>if by yourself," "Hii-li."
"Mother, v hat ails the lilfcle girl? ' i
i asked at lust.
"Nothing at all. she is j list j, '
! naughty little girl, and . shall have
so punish her. I've let her bring nil
' her plaything* into the pari or and
I isn't she bad to annoy and mortify
; tnt so?"
But that little, low, half-suppress
ie 1, sobbing cry' and those great, I
j round tear-drops told another story. I
and I asked,
"May I talk to her?"
"Certainly, 1 xvish you wouid."
"Come heo, darbug." I said and
taking her on my knee an 1 kissing
her. "What is the trouble, my little
pet ?"
"Doesn't means to be bad. I does
n't wants to plague ninmma. but dolly
is very sick and I can't get nobody
to do nothing for her."
"Bring dolly to me." Feeling her
puisc, "Why, why site is in a high
j lever, bring me some paper and I'll
make her some powders. There are
three powders all folded tip nicely:
now bring tnc a baby cup and a liny
i spoon. I've filled it with air mix
til re, and you niu-t give it her a le:t
spoonf'ul every time site erics. Now
undn -s her ami rui) her with afiunel
and then rotdv her to sleep."
The little girl was happy and sing,
ing all tiie afternoon, oeeasionally
bringing Holly to me to see how she
was,which 1 enjoyed as much as the
child did. At night sac kissed in
again and agair, xvilh "I does lovt
rou." ' '
j "Bui the child was crying for
I nothing."
I beg your pardon; the child wa
i crying for lore an-1 syw/jaw
i what you and 1 cry for even yet.
< "But her troubles ar- imaginary."
i So are most of yours and mine,
j yet we bore all our friends and wear;
j God with them.
! Children not only imitate our
: faults, suffer by our carelessness, but
| govern us through our weaknesses.
! A friend came to visit; me and bro't
ja generous, irank and manly boy of
! four years old. But ho disturbed
jour whole circle by his constant cry- 1
; ing. This habit- was not in keeping
j with the brave, proul, independent
! character of tiie child. I therefore
felt a curiosity to Gud the cause. My
first discovery was that he never
; .-7e (I a I car.
' His mother wished to take a trip
but could not take her boy.
"Leave him xvitii me."
"He'll torment the life out of you."
"1 don't tiling so."
"I will, indeed, be inost gratful.
s Yon may whip him as often as you
' - pleafx,'
$1.75 A YCAII
"I shall not strike a child, except
in a most extreme c: e."
'" Then you can do nothing with
him.''
Site was gone. The next morn
ing, after breakfast, Willie asked:
'•May 1 go and play in the yard?*'
'•lt. rain.- 1 last night, ami it's too
damp now. You may go at ten, not
before."
4 :!>oo, whoo, wlioo," rest. I kept
quietly sewing, 800, whoo, wiicfo,"
I>a<s. "800, whoo, wlioo," tenor. I
sewed on. whoo, whoo,"
double bass. "800, whoo, wlioo,"
falsetto, rest.
"Now may 1 go?"
I "You may go at ten oYleek."
Concert repeated, I silently sew
! ing the while.
"Ain't your head most ready to
split?"
"No."
".Mayn't i go out now?"
"Not until ten o'clock."
Concert resumed; rest.
"Ain't you most crazy?"
"No, not at all."
Concert resumed, with the addi
tion of throwing himself on the floor,
and knocking his feet up and down,
i Afler a while:
"Ain't you most crazy yel? Why
lon't yon shake nie, and call me the
badde.st hoy ever whs and send me
out (Joors:"
i "Because Von Ste not going out
• until ton o'< h>ck.
Concert resumed, with the addi
| tion of bumping his head as well as
toes: vest, a pmse. Then, picking
hiin-i If up, he stood erect before me
; with ids hand - in his p >ekets.
; "Why don't you \vii ij> me and send
j me off to get rid of my noise?"
| "Beeau-e yon are not going out
J until ten o'clock."
I lie sto. I a moment.
"if I bump iny head ain't you
(afraid it will kill me!"
"Not in the least."
'.But it does burl me aw fully."
"I am happy to hear it."
lie drew a long breath.
"What i : Ido next? I's done all
j I knows how."
j ".See if you cannot think of some
thing else."
"Mat I take my blocks?"
"Cc.tainly."
At nine he started up.
"Now may 1 go?"
"That's nine."
He went back to his blocks with
out a murmur.
At ten lie went out.
lie had been Used to kneel by his
mother, say his prayers and hop in
to bed. I wished him to kneel with
me by the bed ami say his prayers
slowly, and then I would make a
short prayer for him. The arrange
ment did not please him; so, the
third night he gave battle. Being
tired, my head did feel as if it could
n't, or rather wouldn't, bear it. Out
of" all patience, 1 determined to give
him a good whipping. But never
having struck a child, 1 was not
quite hardened enough to take my
•Upper, and couldn't See anything
else. As 1 looked around, a voice—
my God, speaking through my con
science, asked: "What! whip, in
anger; whip a little boy because lie
cannot govern his spirit, when you
cannot govern your own! Another
than the boy needs to be prayed for."
And kneeling, 1 asked mv lather to
i .
give me His strength. His grand pa
tience wil-h a disobedient, self-willed
child. As 1 kneeled, Wilde crawled
under my arm and commenced to say
his prayers very slowly, and kept
still while I piayed a few words and
then askeo:
"Now,-mayn't I pray ray own self?"
"Yes, darling."
And these were his words: "I's a
real mean little boy. She won't do
nothing ugly a bit, and i's made her
head most split. Oh, God, don't let
! mo be a mean little boy any more at
all.
The splendid little follow had had
a fair trial of streugth, and was con
quered and surrendered, manfully;
I and I had no farther trouble or an
-1! imyance during the seven weeks ho
j stayed with me.
I But how nearly I had lost my
' vantage gronud! If we would rule.
| our own spirit*, how easy it would
. be to rule our children and our serv
i ants. But o/r, to govern self.
Keep.your fcritk unbroken.