The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1847-11-23
MISCELLANEOUS.
HAVE PATIENCE.
BY MRS. HoDGsoN.

1t was Saturday evening, about eight o.
clock. Mary Gray had finished m angling,
and had sent home the last basket of clothes.
She had swept up her little room, and stirred
the fire, and placed upon it a saucepan of
water. She had brought out the bag Of oar
meal, basin and spoon and laid them up
OIL The round deal table, The place. allhoue h
scaniily furnished. looked altogether very
neat and comfortable. Mary now satidIe
by the fire. She was not often idle. She
was pale. delicate looking woman of abont
FIVE and thirty. She looked like one who
had very anxious, care-worn expression.
Her dress showed signs Of poverty. but il was
scrupulously clean and neat. As it grew Ia
ter, she seemed to be listening attentyely for
the approach of some one she was ready
to start up every time a step came near the
door. At length light step approached and
did not go by; it stopped and there was a
brig htened, and in a.moment she had lei in
fine intellisent-looking lad, about thirteen
years OF age, whom she welcomed with evil
dent delight.
You are later than usual 10 night, Steph-
en- she said.
Stephen did not reply ; but he threw off his
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quilted.
You do not look well tonight DEAR said
Mary, anxousy; is anything the ma,ter?'
i am quite well, mother replied the boy.
let me have my supper am quite ready for
lit
AS he spoke he turned his eyes from Ma
rvs acquiring look. Mary wi bout another
word, set herself about preparing the supper
| 6 he hat
Thing was wrong with Stephen, and that he
did not wish to be questioned, so she re-
manned silent. In the meantime Stephen
had placed his feet on the fender, rested his
elbows on his knees, and his head upon his
hands. His hands coyeied his face, and by
and by few large tears began TO trickle
down his fingers. Then suddenly dashing
off his tears as if he were ashamed of them,
lie showed bis pale agitated face. and said,
in lone of indignation and resolve.
Mother, am determined that will bear
it no longer
Mary was no. surprised; she finished
pouring out the porridge, then, taking
stool. she seated herself beside him.
why, Stephen she said, tying to speak
cheerfuIIy, 'how many hundred times before
have you made that resolution But WHATS
the matter now Have you any new troub-
lie TO tell me Of 2
Stephen answered by silently removing
with his hand some of his thick curly hair
and showing beneath it an ear bearing the
too evident marks Of cruel usage.
My poor boy!' exclaimed Mary her tears
starting forth, could he be so cruel?'
1T is nothing mother replied the boy, sor
ry TO have called forth his mothers tears
4 don't care for il. 1t was done in passion,
and he was sorry for it, alter
hat could you have done, Stephen,
to have mode him SO angry with you 2
Il was selling half quire of writing pa
per to a lady he counted the sheets after
me and found thirteen instead Of twelve
they had stuck together so that took two for
one. tired to explain, but he was in pass
ion, and gave me blow. The lady said
something to his improper conduct, and he
said that / was such careless HILe rascal
that he lest all patience with me. That hun
me a great deal more than the hlow.-It WAS
falsehood, and he knew it-but he wanted
to excuse himself. ! felt that was going
INTO passion too, but ] thought of what you
are .lwavs telling me- about patience and for
bearance, and kept down my passion
know he was sorry Tor il after. from the way
he spoke to me, though he didn't say so.'
4 have no doubt lie suffered more than
you, Stephen said Mary; 'he would be
vexedihat he had shown his temper before the
lady, vexed that he told lie, and vexed
that he hurt you when you bore il SO patient
w.
Yes, mother. but that doesn't make it
easier for NE TO bear his i'll temper I've
horne il now for more than a year for YOUR
sake, and | can bear it no longer. Surely
can get something TO do-Pm sturdy and
healthy. and willing to do any kind of work.
Mary shook her head, and for long time
remained silent and thoughtful. AT length
she said, with a solemn earnestness Of man.
ner. that almost made poor Stephen cry
You say that, for my sake, you have borne
your masters unkind Treatment for more than
year; for my sake bear it longer. Steph
en-. Your patience must and riU be reward
ed in the end. You know how have work
ed day and night. ever since your poor
father died, when you we're only little in
FAINT in he cradle, IL feed and clothe you.
and 10 pay foi your schooling you know how
| hrve been cheered in all my toll BY the
hope ofyou. one day getting on i'll the world.
And know, Stephen, that you will get on.
You are a good honest lad and are kind to
your poor mother, and God will rev ard you
But ifyou are hasty-bur ifyou are impa-
tent; you know how had it was lorme to gel |
you this situaiion-you mis htnot get anoth |
er-you must not leave-you must be patient
and industrious still-you have hard master !; |
God knows it COSTS me many heart-ache 10
know what you have 10 suffer; but bear |
with him, Stephen, bear with him, for my |
sake, few years ger.
Stephen was now fairly crying. and his |
mother kissed off his tears, while her own |
flowed freely.
Her appeal TO his affection was not in vain;
he soon smiled through his tears as he said,
We'll, mother. you always know how to
talk me over. When came in tonight,
did think that would neUcr go TO the shop
again. But will promise you TO be patient
and Industrious still. Considering fall you
have done for me. this is little enough for me
10 do for you. When have a shop of my
own, you shall live like lady. I'll trust TO