The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1841-08-28

The boy looked as if he would faint
But the unmer ciful teacher, confident OF
having brought to light a criminal, and
eXulung in the idea of the severe chastise-
ment he should now be justified in inhict-
ing, Kept working himself up to a st Il
greater and greater degree Of passion In
the meantime, the child seemed hardly to
know what to do with himself. His tongue
cleayed to the roof of his mouth. Eth
he was very much frightened, or he was
actually unwell.
"Speak, say.' again Numbered Lugarc;
and his hand, g.asping his rattan, lowered
above ms head i'll very significant man
ner
81 hardly can, Sir,'' said the poor fel-
low fainlly.-IIis voice was husky and
thick. 81 will tell you some-some 9TH
or time Please to let me go o my seat
ant well.
son yes; that's very likely;" and Mr..
Lusarc bulgcd out his nose and cheeks
with contempt. "Do you think to make
me believe your lies2' I've found out sir
plainly c. ough; and am satisfied that
you are as precious little william as there
Is nthe State But | W Ii postpone set
Ting with You for an hour yet. | shall
call you up again; and if you don't
tell the whole truth then, ! will give YOU
something that'll make YOU remember
Mr. Nlrhols's melons for many month
to conlc-go to your seat.'
Glad enough of the ungracious permis
sion; ana answering nota sound, the child
crept trcmbingly to his bench. He felt
very strangely, dizzily-more as if he was
IN dream than i'll real life; and having his
arms on his desk, bowed down his face
between them. The pupils turned to their
accustomed studies, tor during the reign
OF Lugare IN the village school, they had
been so used to SCIENCES of violence and
severe chastisement, that such things made
but little interruption in the tenor of their
way.
Nov, while the intervening hour is
passing, we will clear up the mystery of
the bag and of young Barker being under
lhe garden fence on the preceding light
The boss mother was a widow, and
they both had 10 live in the very
aarowest limits. His father had died
when he was SIX years old, and
iitlle I'm was left a sickly emaciatcd
infant, whom no one expected to live ma
ny months To the surprise OF all, how
ever, the poor child kept alive, and SEEM
ed to recover his health, as he certainly
did his size and good looks. This was
owing TO the kind offices of ali eminent
physician, who had country seat in the
ntlghborhood, and who had been inter-
ested in the widows little family, Tim,
the physicion said, might possibly out
grow his disease; but every thing was I'M
certain.
Twas mysterious and battling malady;
and it would not be wonderful il he should
in so &c moment of apparent health be
suddenly taken away,-The poor widow
was at first in a continual state of uneas-
ness; but several years had now pas ed,
and none of the impending ev Is had fall
len upon the boys head. His mother
'eemed 10 feel confident that he would
live, and be help and an honor to her
old age; and the two struggled on toge!h-
or mutually happy in each other, and en-
during much poverty and discomfort with
out repining, each for the others sake.
inns pleasant disposition lad made
him many friends in the village, and among
the rest young farmer, named Jones, tho
with his elder brother worked large
farm on shares, Jones very frequently
made Tim present Of a bag of potatoes
or corn. or some garden vegetables, which
he took from his own stock; but as his
partner was parsimoneous, high tenn
pered man, and had often said that Tim
was an idle fellow, and ought not to be
helped, because he did not work, Jones
generally made his gifts in such man.
ner that no one knew any thing about them
except himself and tic grateful objects Of
his kindness. 1t mi ght be, too, that the
widow was 10th to have it understood by
| the neighbors that she received food from
any one; for there is is often an excusa-
bic pride inpeople of her condition, which
makes them shrink from being consider
ed as objects Of ''charity,' as they would
from the severest pains. On the night
in question, Tim had been told that Jones
would send them bag of potatoes, and
the place at which they, were to be wait
ing for him, was fixed at Mr.. Nichols
garden fence. 1t was this bag that Tim
had been seen staggering under, and which
caused the unlucky boy to be accused and
convicted by his teacher as thief. That
teacher was one little fitted for his impor-
tant and responsible office -IIasty to de-
eide, and inheXibly severe, he was the
terror of the world he ruled SO despotical-
Establishment he seemed to delight in.
Knowing little Of those sweet fountains
which in childrens beasts ever open quick
ly at the call of genteness and kind words,
he was feared by all for his sternness, and
loved by none. would that he were