The Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1850-1852, 1851-01-16
A CRISIS IN THE AFFAIRS OF
JOHN BULL.

A CRISIS IN THE AFFAIRS OF
JOHN BULL.
As RELATED BY MRS. BgLL TO 1HE
CHILDREN.
Mus. BULL and her rising family
were seated round the FIRE, sSsc Nevcm-
Der evening, at dusk, wien all vas
mud and mist and darkness, out Of doors,
and good deal of fog had got into the
family parlor. To say the. truth, the
parlor was on no occasion fog.proof.
and had at divers notable times, been
so misty as TO cause the whole Bull FAM
lily TO gropc about, in most confused
manner aud make the strangest mis-
takes. But there was An excellent ven
,illator over the family fireplace tnot
one Of DIR. Arnot's, though it was of the
same class, being an excellent invcn-
ton, called Common Sense,) and hence
though the fog was apt 10 get into
the parlor through variety Of chinks,
j, soon got out again and left the Bulls
at liberty to see what O'Clock II was, by
the solid,steady going time piece; which
went remarkably well in the loas run,
though it was apt, at times, TO be trihe
too slow.
| MIR. Bull was doing in his easy
chair, will, his pocket handkerchief tied
over his head. MIS-. Bull always in
dustrious. was hard at work kni.,ing.--
The children were grouped in various
attitudes around the blazing fire. Mas
ter &. j. London--called after his God
father---who had been rather late at
his exercise, sat with his chin resting,
in something Of a thoughtful and peni-
tential manner, on his slate resting ON
his knees. Young Jonathan---a cousin
of little Bull, and noisy, overgrow IL
lad--was making a tremendous uproar
across the yard with new plaything
Occasionally, when his noise reached
the eur Of Mr.. Bull, the good gentle
man moved impaliently in his chair
and muttercd 'Con-found that boy in
the stripes, wish he wouldn'. make
such u fool Of himself"
Hell quarrel with his new toy soon
1 know, observed the DISCREET Mrs
Bull, 'and then he'll begin TO knock
about. But we mustn't exksft to fin,
old heads on young shouldtss'
THAT can't be. ma, said Master c. }
London, who was a sleek shining.facc'
boy.
And why then, did you expect t'
find an old head on Young England
shoulders z" retor,ed Mrs. Bull, turnin,
quickly on him.
BE- i didn't expect to lind an old hea,
, on Young England shoulders! = cries
Master c. J. London, putting his lei
, hand knucklcs to his right eye.
you didn't expect it, you naught.
, boyi' said Mrs. Ball.
No" whimpcred Master c. j. Lon
: don, Il am sur, l never did. Oh, oil
oh i
Don't 20 on in that way. don't " sal
Mrs. Bull, hut behave bette~ IN future
What did you mean by playing wit
r him at all.
4 didn't mean any harm, cried Mas
ter {. j. London, applying in his it
creased distress, the knuces OF hi
right hand to his righ, eye, and til
. knuckles of his lcft hand to lis left cy'
i dare say you didn't, returned Mr.
: Bull. Hadn't you had warning cnoug
/. about playing with candles ana canl!,
d sticks? How often had you been iol
= that your poor fathers house, long be
D fore you were born, was in danger I
: being reduced to ashes by candles an
: candle, sticks: And when Young Ems
S land and lis companions began to pt
: their shirts On over their clolres, and |
: play all sorts Of fantastic tricks in then
: why didn't you come and tell your poe
s father and me, like dutiful &. j. Lor
= don =
= because the Rujric---' Master G. 4,
i London was beginning, when Mrs. Bu
: took him up short.
= 'Don'i talk to me about the Rubri
: or you'll make it worsc.' said Mrs.
i shaking her head a, him. just exac
h ly what the Rubric meant then, it meal
If now and just exactly what it didr'
n mean then, il don't mean por. "
e are laugh. to act according 10 the spi
n it, not the letter; and you know whi
= its spirit must be, or you wouldn't be-
1, No, G. j. London = said Mrs. Bull, ef
.e phaiically. III there were any candI'
D. or candIe-stieks in the spirit OF yo,
S, lesson boob, Master Wi.eman wou
,h have been my boy, and not you.'
,e Here Master &. j. London tell
Of crying more grievously than befor
l. sobbing. oh ma. Master Wi-emi
Is with his red legs your boy: Oh, b.
n boo, oh"
IN win you be Tnief,' returned NJ,
Is Bull, and let your father rest z a
F. ashamed es you. You go,o play vii
I'd a parcel Of sentimental girls. and da
r. dy boysI Is that your bringing up
a. i didn't know they were fond of Ma
ms ter Wiseman, protested Master G.
th London, still CRYING.
ng You didn't knox sir : reioried IL
n- Bull. Don't tell me' Then You oua
r. 10 have known. Otber people kne
n. You were told often enough n The tin
ae what II would eoos 10. ioa did