Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-04-23

Fairweather, you need'n trouble Yourself
about sending Pink away. It's natural YOU
should like the little creature, seeing he be-
longs 10 your son. I'll try to keep Tab in
doors, and perhaps after awhile they will
agree better" -,
"I hope they will,' replied the friendly
matron " We will try them awhile longer,
and if they persist in quarreling, | will send
the dog into the country" Pink, who was
sleeping in a chair, stretched himself and
paped. His kind mistress patted him on the
] head, I" All, you foolish little beast,' said she,
"what's the use of plagueing poor Tab 2"
"WelI, | do say" observed Sally, smil-
ing, "you are a master woman for stopping
a QUARREL"
IL learned a good lesson when | was a
little GIRL" rejoined Mrs. Fairweather.-
"One frosty morning | was looking out of
the window into my fathers barn-yard, where
stood many cows, oxen and horses, waiting
TO drink. 1t was one of those cold, swapping
mornings, when a slight thing ~irritates both
man and beast. The cattle all stood very
| still and meek, till one of the cows attempt
ed to turn round. In making the attempt,
she happened to hit her next neighbor-
whereupon the neighbor kicked, and the
whole herd were kicking and hooking each
other with all fury. My mother laughed,
and said, see what comes Of kicking when
you're hit. Just so I've seen one cross word
| set a whole family by the ears. some frosty
morning. Afterwards, if my brothers or my
self were a little irritable, she would say,
"Take care, children. Remember how the
fight in the barn-yard began. Never give a
kick for a hit, and you will save yourself and
| others a deal Of trouble"
pbot ~ ,ftarnoop tbo crpchJptr DANA
| stepped into Aunt Hetty's rooms where she
| found Peggy sewing, rs usual, with the eter-
nal switch on the table beside her. 81 am
| obliged to go 10 Harlem, OH business" she
said 81 feel rather lonely without company,
and | always like TO have a child with me.
If you will oblige me by letting Peggy go,
| will pay her fare in the omnibus.''
"She has her spelling lesson to get before
night" replied Aunt Hetty. 81 don't APP
prove of young folks going a pleasuring and
nFglecting their education"
"Neither do j." %rejoined her neighbor I;
but | think there is a great deal of educa-
ton that is not found in books. The fresh
air will make Peggy grow stout and active.
/ prophesy that she will do great credit to
your bringing up" The sugared words, and
tile remembrance Of the sugared pie, touched
a soft place in Miss Turnpenny's heart, and
she told the astonished Peggy that she might
go and put on her best gown and bonnet
The poor child began'to think that this new
n~eighbor was certainly one of the good fairies
she had read about in the picture book. The
excursion was enjoyed as only a child can
enjoy the country. The world seems such a
pleasant place, when the letters are off, and
Nature folds the young heart lovingly on her
bosom A flock of real birds and two liv-
ing butterflies put the little orphan in a per-
feet ecstacy. She ran and skipped. One
could see that she might be graceful, if she
were only free. She pointed to the fields
cesezaa with dahdeiioas, and said, "See how
pretty! 1t looks as IL the stars had come
down to lie on the grass" All, our little
s'inted Peggy has poetry in her, though
Aunt Hetty never found it out. Every hu.
man soul has the germ of some flowers with.
in, and they would open, if they could only
find sunshine and free air 10 expand in.
Mrs. Fairweather was a practical philoso.
Pher, in her own small way. She observed
that Miss Turnpenny really liked a pleasant
tune and when Winter came, she tried tc
persuade her that singing would be excellent
for Peggy's lungs, and perhaps keep her from
going into a consumption.
MY nephew, James Fairweather, keeps
a singing school," said she; land he says
he will teach her gratis. You need not fee
under great obligation for her voice will lead
the whole school, and her ear is so quick i
will be no trouble at all to teach her. Per.
haps you would go with US sometimes, neigh.
Dor Turnpenny! 1t is very pleasant to heal
the children's voices"
The cordage of Aunt Hetty's mouth re,
laxed into a smile. She accepted the invi
tation, and was so much pleased that she
went every Sunday evening. The simple
tunes, and the sweet young voices, fell like
dew on her dried up heart, and greatly aided
the genial Influence of her neighbours exam
pie. The rod silently disappeared from thu
table. If Peggy was disposed to be idle, i
was only necessary TO say, " When you hav,
finished your work, you may go and ask whe
Their Mrs. Fairweather wants any Grand.
done" Bless me, how the fingers flew :
Aunt Hetty had learned to use turnips in
stead of the cudgel.
When Spring came, Mrs. Fairweather bu
sled herself with planting roses and vines
Miss Turnpenny readily consented that Peg
gy should help her, and even refused to TAKE
any pay from such a good neighbor. Blu
she maintained her own opinion that it was :
mere waste of time 10 cultivate flowers. The
ShNN''Ai PhhSSDliSi ca uiolutCh tilO pOllih
but she would sometimes say, 81 have NJ
room TO plant this rose-bush. Neighbot
Turnpenny, would you be willing to let me
set it on your side of the yard! 1t will taxi
very little room, and will need no care."-
At another time, she would say, Well
really my ground is too full. Here is a roo
of Lady's delight. How bright and pert i
looks. 1t seems a pity to throw itaway.-
If you are willing, | will let Peggy plant i
in what she calls her garden. 1t will grow
of itself, without any care, and scatter seeds
that will come up and blossom in all thu
chinks of the bricks. | love it. 1t is such
bright, good-natured little thing" Thus by
degrees, the grabbed maiden found hersel
surrounded by flowers and she even declar
ed, of her own accord, that they did lool
pretty.
One day, when Mrs. Lane called upol
Mrs. FaTweather, she found the old weed
grown yard bright and blooming. Tab, quit
" fat and Sleek" was asleep in the sunshine
with her paw on Pink's neck, and little Peg
gy was singing at her work as blithe as