Herald of the times, and Rhode Islander. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1846-1849, 1846-11-25
Selected Gales.
From the Phiiad Saturday Courier.
SEEING ABOUT 1T.
by r.. $. Arthur.

me IdWlIy OF Wucn eSieeIneu HIeno,
who had an interesting hoy between
seven and eight years Of age. One
morning, as the father was about leaving
for his store, little Edgar came running
after him, crying
Father ! father Won't you bay me
some paints and paint brush ?
I'll see abou, it, the father quietly
replied.
'Oh father is going to buy me boz
Of paints said Edgar, dancing back
into the house almost as happy in an,ici!
patton, as if the boz were actually in his
hands.
What are you going to do with your
paints = asked ofihe little fellow, draw
ing him to my side
T'm going to paint all the pictures ia
my Parley's Every Day Book, and make
them look so beautiful = he said. 4
wish il wasn't so long amil dinner time.
But I'll watt
Yes, you mus, wait patiently. We
canno, always have what we want IN
moment
Father could send them home by
John ! wish had ask ed him to do so.
But I'll wait'-And the little boy stroye
to be as patient as possible.
As often as every half hour Of beast,
during the morning, Edgar came to me
to talk about The box of paints his father
was going to bring home.
Il wish it was dinner time,' he would
sometimes say or-'Isn't dinner time a
long while coming ?
All Edgar's usual modes Of passing
the hours happily were neglected. He
could think Of nothing but his paint box.
rt's one o'clock = he cried, bursting
into my room, where sat reading, az
the clock struck tie hour he had named.
Father comes home at two. Amt you
glad Pm going 10 get my paint box SO
soon 2
yes, very glad, Edgar
so am |. wonder how large box
he will buy Henry Thomas has one
so big, measuring nearly twelve inches
in length with his hands, and ever-so-
many brushes. He can paint elegant -
You ought to see the bunch Of flowers
he painted; they looked jus, like roai
ones
Can you print flower yet p
'Ob, no. / havnt learned. But I
am going to learn. ] mean to ask father
TO send me to a drawing school
Foor or Evo times, during the next
hour, Edgar came into my room 10 talk
about his box Of paints. For more than
n quarter OF an hour before the usual
time for his father 70 return, I've was at
the window, and there remained, patient
ly, on the look out for him AT length |
heard him crying out--'Tather is corr
ing father is coming p-and running
wildly down stairs.
The little fellow had talked to re 90
much about his paint box, that | felt al
most as much interest as he did, and
could not help leaving my room and going
down to see and enjoy his pleasure on
receiving it,
Where is my paint box Give mo
my pain, box, father said Edgar, Ell.
gerly seizing hold Of my friend, as hs
came up the steps.
'What box, child = returned the IA
ther, coldly. q don't know any thing
about your paint box
'The paint-box you promised me you'
wonld buy. Where rs j, father f? in your
pocket .
Il didn't promise to buy you paint
box
20, yes you did, father y The tears
were springing to the child's eyes
Don't you know asked you this morn
ing to get me one p
Il believe you did, Edgar but did y
say ] would buy ii for you ?
you said you would see about il Ia
iher.'
'Tba, ls ore thing, and promising to
buy the box another. | haven't had
time to sec about il, Edgar
This was said with an air OF indfer-
enco that to inc was inconceivablc -
The disappointed child shrunk away and
went quietly up stairs to his mother, in
to whose lap he laid his head, sobb,ng
most bitterly.