Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1853-01-13
Which tasted best. the Miik, or not the
Rink

ksilk
RObert was D; though little boy, he liked to
have his own way; he thought a good deal about
pleasing himself, but he da net always take the
right way Of being truly happy A very poor fami-
y lived down in the lane behind his mothers house
The father Of this family was drunkard; he was
very cruel 10 his vile and children he used often TO
beat them
One day the woman came up TO Roberts mother
70 beg htle new milk for her sick baby. Mrs
NANNY had none TO spare except what she had saved
Tor Roberts supper But will give the poor crea-
ture this She said; Robert can do without his milk
Tor once When supper came he cried out, where's
my bowl OF milky Il don't want INV supper unless
can have my milk His mother told him how she
spared It for the poor sick baby. He did not seem
at all pleased; be pouied and did not take his bread
and butter; he was sure it was his milk, he said
hils mother was very much grieved TO see how
selfish he had become. She knew God alone could
change Roberts heart for the better and She knew
he often blessed the which mothers have o use
TO improve their little boys. Aferthinkne for some
TINE, she would take Robert To The poor family per-
haps their sad condition might touch his heart The
next day, although II began TO snow, Mrs Manly out
on her cloak and mocaaIoEs, and asked Robert TO
take walk with her, which he was very clad To do.
They Went down the lane, and visited The drnnk-
ards lamlly How very forlorn il locked yeay very
Robert shvered as he cast his eyes here and there
The poor woman thanked Mrs Manly over and over
again for the milk 1T kept baby still all night
sue sdl, 'her lather uiu not beat her, for he beats
her when be comes home in liqnor and finds her
crying. Poor thing, she can't help il she's hungry,
and wants something nourshng.' 'But do not
Know that can spare any more said Rpbeit rs moth.
er. Il want to, with all my heart, but-- She
stopped. 'Ah, well, sighed the woman, Il know
cant expect il every night; you very good' SIS
there any thing else asked Robert mother, Moth
ing, just now; the most is drop Of new milk, look
ing at her child, and again signing.
As they walked away, Robert never spoke, tho
be was generally very laxative; neither did his
mother she only prayed in her heart AT supper
time, Roberts bowl Of milk was put by his plate
He did not come to the table, but sat looking on the
FIRE. Come, Robert said his father. lie oheyed,
but gently showed his bowl one side. In few min.
ues, he got up and whispered to his mother. She
nodded and said, Eyes, my SON. He went into the
kitchen, and presently Mary came in and carried out
the milk. Nothing was seen OF the little bow far
some time BY and by be burst into The sitting room
covered with snow flakes and shouting cheerful!y,
mother, the babys cot the milk; Mary and took
Il 10 her. Now she'll sleep, won't she Her moth
er sand, God bless you, my child, and mother, my
milk tastes pretty good toenght, smoking bis lips
COR niy not milk
How bright Roberts face looked All! ii was the
not milk that tasted so good. Ii was the not milk,
boys The secret Of his Joy lay in thai lltile word
not. He had denied himself for anoiher's sake and
our Heavenly Father has so formed us, that this is
really one Of our purest joys. Our Savior SAYS,
Deny thysef, and take up the cross and follow me-
This perhaps sounds hard, and Yet all who have
tried it declare, with one accord ellis woke is easy.
and his burden is light. His ways are WAYS of
peasantness, and all his paths are peace Win
you not Try il, dear children!--Chald paper