Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1850-10-05
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An ArnoporB ron PARENTS Art CHILDREN

Little Mary onte struck her brother dn
ring my Hbaehee ffom the house. Th,
stick in her hand had a sharp knot, whel
went through his cheek making nm ugly
uash. The blood flowed in il stream: The
boy screamed piteously, and Mary was
exceedingly alarmed She had no ami
mostly against her little playmate. on the
contrary she loved him dearly, and when
her mother who was called to the room by
| his screams. ealne ill., her little daughter
| had thrown her arms around llis neck, and
| was joining her cries to his while the red
blood poured full in her face. When the
mother had made inquiries she took the
boy away to dress the wound and The girl
went mp stairs without saying word and
| crept under the bed, There she sat and
| sobbed for several hours. lIer mother dis.
covering where she had gone said not
word to her believing that it was best TO
leave her for the present alone Her own
heatt wassnueh pained to hear her ehd's
grief but she was willing to let her suffer
awhile, in hopes that it might be made
lasting lesson to her.
| came in little while before night and
LEANED how matters stood. It was 4 sea.
son Of great interest and responsibility.
Upon my own action here might depend
the future conduct Of the child Her vios
lent temper had often been checked by
punishment, and she had been frequently
enough told Of it's consequences. Now
ii had led her to great crime, and if not
at once restrained my little daughter might
grow mp very wicked aud miserable.
/ considered a while how ! should act
and having hunbly asked guidance of the
father Of all, | took my seat in The room
where the affair happened, and took the
khotty stick in my hand Then ! called
out to her III kind voice: Sister. GONE
here to pa. " She was alwaysHn obedient
girl, and she instantly erept out and came
down to me. Never shall | forget tile en-.
precision Of her conDtenance as she looked
III my face. She had wept till her eyes
were greatly inaamed, but they were dry.
and in her face was the most profound
look Of humiliation and grief that ever
saw. She walked slowly TO my side, and
bowed her head OH my knees. said
" My daughter. some one has hurt your
little brother very much His cheek Is cut
open, and think there will he scar there
as long as he lives. viii my daughter
tell n.e who did it? ] heard sob and
then one Whispered, ut was me . Il
II the stick had struck his
eye, he would have been blind. " She
weeping. ] said If it had
struck him in the temple, it might have
killed him SHE gave low scream, and
said "Oh, pa / continued Yes; the
blow you struck would have killed your
brother if sorne one had not turned it aside. |
Tbsfe was one i'll the room who saw how
angry my daughter was. DO you know |
who il was She looked up into nv
lace with look Of almost happiness, and
said: 1T was God, pa.
She wept now more bitterly than be. |
lore. ] took her little hand and led her to
he room were her brother lay asleep. His
ace was bound up and 1t was very pale. | |
'sked her softly is little brother alive
yet : she started as if smltteu with hor-
'lble thought, and uttered an ejaculation
'f grief This awoke the boy, who cast
ng his eyes about and seeing Mary bathed
"a tears reached out his arms aud called |
,er. 1t wac like electricity. and hardened |
must have been the heart which could be-
hold this sweet reconciliation without |
ears.
That night, az we bowed around the
sacred altar Of family service, tender hearts
we're ours, aud the angels who watched to
sarry our offering upward, saw the tear
iroPs glitterihg In the 6re.ight, and heard
ow sobs MS we united to ask the aeal of
'ods approbation|upon this reconciliation
,n earth.--Ba,saey Of Peace.