Daily American telegraph. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1851-1852, 1852-03-02

just then, a Halloo without caught Phil.
ip's ear. He looked up, and saw "a party of
his comrades of the High School,n with
skates in hand, walking in the direction of
" the meadows as piece of overhowed land
was styled. Without thought for any one
but himself, he dropped the brush with which
he had just begun to paint the yellow top Of
the eagles wing, and, seizing his cap, comforter,
and skates, was off before George came back"
"Oh, had to take it, can tell you ex-
claimed George, opening the door, with cake
and dipper in his hands. Here, Phil where
is PHILIP s.....
He has gone out }" answered Eta, who was
gazing earnestly out Of the window, II do
beleve-there--yes Isn't it too bad, now I!
He is going off with those great boys!"
| George looked after him for about three
minutes, until he had turned corner and dis
appeared Then he glanced back at his untin-
ished sled, and his heart swelled high under
the checked apron.
"Too-," he faltered but one word was too
much for him. His lip quivered and, with a
sob, he ran out of the room.
"Never mind! you can eat his cake, now !"
called Eta after him.
He did not stop, but hurried up into his
chamber, and, hiding his face in the cold pill
low, cried for ten minutes.
was cold, though the sun shone brightly on the
dazzling ice and snow Every skater and
slider of the primary and high schools, besides
some who could neither skate nor slide was on
O the meadows" or on the hill sloping toward
them. George, having fastened a worn trunk
strap to his still unpainted sled, was trying his
best to steer it straight down the sliding track.
But it needed shoeing, and would not work
very well. Moreover, the other boys laughed
at him, as they whizzcd by him on their red
and yellow craft
"Huzza Bob " called one to another, let's
try race with the Snail! Whatll you bet
on your racer, George?o
George never could bear to be laughed at.
any more than little girl and he had hard
work again to keep back his tears Perhaps
he would not have been SO tender-hearted
child if he had always been knocked about in
the school-world. But, until within year, he
had lived very peaceful life at home, alone
His mother, good-humored lady, had indulged
him in everything that did not incommode
herself and his father, without taking any
particular pains to provide him with any
thing which cost money had left him to Q tin
ker away as he called it, to his hearts con-
tent
Seven months before, his brother Philip had
returned from the house of an uncle in neigh
boring city, where he had been spending two
! years in attending school, clerking u little, &C.
His uncle had kept him as errand boy j"
and when he broke up housekeeping in conse-
quence of the death of his wife, he sent Philip
to his home again, and little Eta with him
Philip was an active, ingenious boy, and had
prohted well by his opportunities of seeing
what is done in the world His uncle had
made him many presents in the line of paint
ing and designing, so that he felt very vain of
his requirements and made quite flourish "
about them to his little brother after his re-
turn home
George had longed to welcome Philip home
+" 1t would be so nice to have a big brother
he had said, HIS little heart had gone out in
love and admiration towards him. Philip had
seemed kind and brotherly for few weeks.
But as soon as the novelty of things had worn
away, and he had found other and older asso-
ciates, he had grown very careless of his
little brothers feelings. Eacn passing week
had seemed to roll HIM more closely in his SELF
, ishness.
We left George standing at the top Of tho
hill, twirling one OF the balls Of his blue COM
forter, and watching the descent of beautiful
orange -colored sled, with almost feeling of
covetouEness. All at once, a piercing shrek
rang over the playground. He jumped on bis
sled AZ once and pushed it to the bottom of
She hill, where The smaller boys had assem- bIcd
They saw the skaters from all directions hur-
rying towards one spot
To the meadows!n . was the cry of a dozc n.
as again and yet again that cry rang out,
strong and shrill, over their heads. Some
BODY is drowning
The sleds were dropped, end all rushed to
the shore. George was foremost
The meadows were partially covered wl.h
Il. Al Il i
the boys had been forbidden to go, as to skate
there was considered dangerous They soon
discovered nevertheless, that the sounds pro-
ceeded from that direction and, slipping their
smooth boots along the ice, they reached the
wood Here the larger boys had already clus-
tered, and were standing with pale, fearful
faces or anxiously trying the strength of the
ice as they attempted to advance.
Dimly above the white ice, at little dis
tance, could be seen the head of boy. Crash !.
and down broke another, who had pushed out
to save him. The boys gave a cry of terror
Never mind me Never fear y, shouted
the last throwing his arms across the edges of
the ice Il can hold on a good while yet; and
| don't believe it is deep enough here to drown
me- Go and help Philip he will drown in Il
little while if you don't get to him You large
boys can't comet won't bear you Send one
OF the Nttle lcloWs, anu get that long pOle,
Come, Bob" exclaimed an older 10y.
seizing the smallest boy near him by the
shoulder
"Oh, no screamed the little fellow, trem-
bling with terror; d" shall get in Mother
wouldn't let me-"
But you must-onc vf you, insisted the
larger boy
1T is Philip. III go-let me exclaimed
George, coming forward He was very pale.
and his large eyes were strained to the utmost
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