Vermont telegraph. [volume] (Brandon [Vt.]) 1828-1843, 1837-06-21
YOUTHS DEPARTMENT.
From ABbots' Religious Magazine.
ne KIND TO YOUR SISTER.

BE KIND TO YOUR SISTER.
One morning, there was a little girl sit
ting on the doorsteps Of a pleasant cottage
near the common. She was thin and pale
Her head was resting upon her slender hand
There was touching sadness in her swee
face, which the dull, heavy expression,
about her jet black eyes did not Destroy
What was she thinking thus alone ? Per
haps Of that pretty flower garden, which sht
had cultivated with so much taste and those
blue morning glories and bright yellow mas,
turtons, which she had taught to climb be-
window or those four o'clocks, which she
had planted in so straight line under the
little fence which encircled the flower bed
She might have been thinking of these, >
perhaps wondering whether she should see
these flowers, which she had been cultivat-
ing with so much care, open their pretty
leaves TO another summers sun.
Her name was Helen. For several weeks
she seemed to BE Dropping without any
particular disease; inconStant in her attend
ance at school, and losing gradually her in
terest in all her former employments. Helen
had one sister, Clara, little older than her
self, and several brothers. While she was
most indisposed, they had q great deal OF
sympathy, and tried 10 amuse her, and had
willingly given up their own enjoymcnts to
promote hers. But children will too often
be selfish aud when Helen, for some days,
appeared better and able to run about and
amuse herself they would forget how pc,
culiarly sensitive she had become, and the
cross words which they occasionally spoke
and the neglect with which they sometimes
treated, wounded her feelings, and caused
her to shed many bitter tears, as she lay
awake on her little cot at night.
This day she seemed better, and it wa:
something her sister had said TO her just be-
fore, which gave that expression Of sadness
to her face, as she sat at the door Of the
cottage. Clara soon came TO her again.
Helen, mother says you must go TO schoo
to day; so get up, come along, and ge
ready, not be mooping there any longer.
Helen. Did Ma say SOL
Clara Yes, she did. You are vel
enough know, for you always say you arr
sick at school time. "Get your bonnet, TO
shan't wait"
Helen got up slowly and wiplng with he
apron the tear which started in her eye, sh
made her preparations to obey her mother
command. Now Clara had a very irritabl
disposition. She could not bear to haV
Helen receive any more attention or sympa
.ihy than herself; and unless she were rea
In SO sick as 10 e.rcite her fears, she neVe
would allow her to be sick at all. She wa
determined not to 60 to school alone th
morning. and had persuaded her mother
make her sister 60 with her.
In few moments they were both ready
hut difficulty now presented itself. IN
seldom returned at noon. Their dinner ha
been packed for them in a large baske
which stood in the entry. Upon whol
should the task Of carrying this devolve?
"Helen, said Clara, Pve carried the bask
every day for week it's your turn now
Helen. But it is twice as heavy nov
j can but just lift it.
Clara. Well, don't care. have s.
my geography and atlas to carry; so take
up, and come along, Miss Fudge. | shan
touch it.
Helen took up the basket, without sayir
another word though it required all her Ii
fle strength and walked slowly behind h
little sister. She tried hard to keep fro
crying, but the tears would come as fast
she wiped them of. They walked on tn
ID silence for about a quarter of an hour.
Clara felt too much ill-humor to take Z
hast notice Of her sister. She knew S
had done wrong and felt uneasy, but w
yet too proud to give up and was determin
10 "hold out" excusing herself by thinkin
and making a great fuss. It's Just enous
for her" When she had reached the HI
way stone, she had half. a mind to let h
rest there, as usual but the habit was
rlrong to be easily broken, and she sat dow
1pllenly waiting for Helen to come up.
This was a spot which few could ha
passed unnoiiced. The broad fat stone w
shaded by beautiful weeping willow who
Branches hung so low that even little Ma
eould reach them by standing on tiptoe :
Ind around the trunk Of this Tree ran lii
brook which came up just to this rus
seat. and then turned of nto the next mea
NV. II would seem as if the beauty Of I
place must have charmed away the e
spirit which was raging in Clara's brea
bnt no the cool shade brought no retire
ment 10 those evil passions, and the IIl
ripples which sparkled in the sunbeam,
not for one moment, divert her attenl
rom her own feelings. AS said" BET
she sat sullenly till Helen came up,
then began to scold her for being so slo,
aWhy don't you come along faster, Il
en- 7-you will be late to school, and dt
care if you are; you deserve good sec
ing for acting So" a :,
IWhy, Clara, am rery tired. and
head does ache, and this basket is v
heavy: I do think you ought to carry 1t
rest Of the way"
"Do give il to me, them" said Clara
snatching IL from her with such viole
that the cover came of. The apples ro
out and fell into the water, gingerbread