The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1852-10-20


him good. Bit bv bit. as he proeeeded
On. his own angry feelings vanished. tilI
he fxIt more calm and kindly skp he
lad hne for Years. Yea. Be Was soft
en> !" i'is heart'score. he felt some
hing very Ike moisture springipg to
Lutte noting the wonderful change
which bad taken place in her Husbands ;
temper. Mrs. BulIard was drexding his
arrival home. far supper Was not near
ready, and she bad had the misfortune
to burn the cakes she had baked for
that meal. And the children, copying
lr"m her, we're unusually cross and
bad. In vain she scoIded and whipped
them; they only snarled and struck each
other. and almost drove her distracted
with their quarrelling confusion.
MIR. Billiard entered, aud whatever
could be the matter. Mrs. Bullard could
scarcely give credit to her senses. In.
stead Of dashing the door behind him In
a petty crash. and stamping his way
forward 20 the kitchen. he took the
crying baby from its bed, and hushed
il with the softest and most endearing
words he had ever used. And his face
had a smile on it--a real, kind, sunshinv
smile. What strange wonder was thiss ?
Mrs. BulIard was. at first, struck quite
dumb with aston,shment, and the chill
dren STARED at their changed father as
il at loss to make the mystery out.
He spake. and actually said, /" NJ y dear
Mary, is supper nearly ready I'm as
hungry as a hunter" Their wonder
increased more and more. The chill
dren hardly seemed assured whether l,
was their father or MT ;.and Mrs. Bull
lard scarcely knew whether to believe
in the evidence Of her eyes and ears
But the change was real. Already Q
blessed feeling diifased through the "a
mily circle. like unto the falling Of the
morning dew, or the fragrant breath ol
summer flowers. At FIRST, hesitatingly
Mrs. Bullarl replied" Supper will
be ready directly. But / am so sori
these cakes are burned. Must Willie
run to the bakery for loaf:" :" No,
never mind" returned Mr.. Bullard,
"we can scrape of the burned part,
and then they will taste as well as
need be-"
And taste as well they did, and bet
ter than cakes had tasted in the Bullard
family for a long time before. Not one
jarring speech marred the pleasantness
Of that happy meal. MIR. Billiards.
kindly speech and smiling face had de
scended to his wife, and from both be
came reflected in their children. The
house looked brighter. The beautiful
mantle of cheeriulness had fallen on it
and there was unutterable music in the
ticking of the old clock. Mrs. Bullard
cried with delight, when she saw the
baby growing its smiling fathers lap
and he promised IL the elder ones
would be good, TO take them on nice
walk with him ON the next Sabbath day.
And she resolved never more to speak
peeyish or angry word again, if con-
slant watchfulness could prevent their
utterance, but retain the peaceful hap
piness which only kind words and
smiles can bring. A happy influence,
too, was exerted ON the children. They
nolonger saw pecvishness and anger in
their parents; and gradually, but sure
ly, lost it in themselves. And Mr..
Bullard, whenever he felt his old bad
feeling rising up, to find an outer vent,
called to mind the Conduct oi the blue
eyed girl, and resolutely crushed tllem
down.
Reader, believe us, kind words are
the brightest flowers of earth's exist.
ence; they make very paradise OF the
humblest home the world can show
Use them. and especially round the
freside circle. They are jewels be.
yond price, and more precious to hea
the wounded heart, and make the weigh
ed-down spirit glad, than all othel
blessings the earth can give.