The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1853-04-20
qa ] W0ODSFIELD MONROE COUNTY, OHIO APRIL 90 1858

came 10 any desk wlti,t ii low courtesy and
loving smile, with which they passed
| out -, g,... r. ..s..t ....s. s
! Thank you, thank you, my dear Tom!
You have blown away all my faers and
vexations.2 | don't care If am small;' |
don't care for Uncle Solomon; I'll not pre-
tend to more strength and dignity than
belong to me-. I'll do no fogging, but try
kindness and courtesy instead
now that you don't speak?' h''s
Just what is in yours. Tom., Just what
good Mary Brown used to teach at the Sab
bath school, when we were five years old.
Yes, Tom, you learned it then first; but
my mother taught me it when was only
three Good old Mary Brown used to say,
lsWhatever you resolve to do. commit it to
the Lord, and trust him to help you with it.
| If your lesson. perplexes you, ask him to
assist you. IF you are alone. and afraid.
1pray to him. He is always near those
who call on him. Do nothing without a
prayer in your heart to the Saviour Poor
old Mary Brown has long been in heaven;
but her words live always in our mind
The habit Of mental prayer is as natural
AS breathing to me. and as constant; and
the effect is that. with the Saviour always
before me, and prayer to him always in
my heart. cannot cherish unkindness.
cannot hold TO anything which find to
be wrong; cannot deceive -,..
The same precisely with me. Harry;
and if | ever have success in life, it is ow-
ing to this habit ar7ta
.llow much good you have done me.
Tom! was perfectly miserable when you
came. My uncle had been telling me-
what bad school am going 10 take
how the boys have fiogged their teachers
and nsulted them in a hundred ways
Nnw. Tom. you know am not cowardly;
SIT am gentlemanly; do not wish to De
insulttd by score Of stout, hard-fSted
country lads, one of whom would be more
than match tor city boy. But now !
don fear. Following good Mary Browns
directions-alwavs looking to God. and
depending on him shall keep up my
courage and do my best's o ela@ !
s. But, Harry one thing; Iospeak to you
ike ian old soldier-I have served on,
campaign. These young people hav.
prodigious spirits; they mus, laugh or CRY
or fight. or irolic. or something. You can
not repress their spirits They must have
some satety-valve. / keptthree. One was
when they could not keep still any longHI
20 let them all rise, and clap their hands
and laugh heartily. for three minutes; at
ter which gave them one minute TO whs7
per. and one to compose themselves be-
fore study. The second (oh. how wish
ed had your. yiolinD was, in. the bad
weather. when they could not play. TO let
them march all round the house. for five
minutes. to some old muster -tune-.Je effer-
son and Liberty. or Yankee Doodle
which altwho could whistle were required
to. pipe up J, ~. ssaaa.a a,s.o.. si..J
your own bright invention, Tom
The third one (oh, Harry how wished
t1had your voice, which everybody but
me calls an angels svoice---Ill rot fatter
even my best friend)-but see you guess
the third one ~
Yes. thank you; and shall practice it
in my school, fAa sei''< sV .s'afte a''f
.Do. and-it will be the salvation OF your
influence saaa 4ss,saj Z pa I...s
But this George King-were those his
letters you have read meg
The same. He is an orphan. who sup
ports himself by working on a iasm. and
studies all his leisure. accepts no pecuni-
AIRY assistance, and incurs no obligation
He, is the smallest and smartest boy OF
seventeen that | ever knew-born for a
leader The country will find him out
when she is wanting one. Now we mus,
go. Clifford shakes his bell, and Juba is
barking We'll take the violin, and John
Bennett will play half the evening. The
Deacon's family are coming to help make
out the dance. ,''4s9siaz efs'
ssAll ready. Fanny2'sd Sd. ssase ilis
sAll ready said Fanny. 1eg 81
'All ready, mother?' s. Is .s;,{.sy,..
'An ready said mother. Tom, dear
drive carefully,
2.oh, yes; Clifford s always careful 's"i
And away they are all gone, with merry
bells and glad hearts. Wearied withlons
standing. and altogether disguised. with
city noises. Clifford few, rather, than ran
the few miles which brought them to Squire
Bolder's in the nearestcountry town. Ju
ba preceded him, barking furiously at ev'
cry creature he met, as much as stoa say
. Let alone my colt ssssw
! Mrs Somers almost lost her breat and
Iquite lost all courage Tom, dear, is thai
colt quite safe?' said she. aaa,3 a's
'Oh. quite safe,' cried Tom, ,confdent
ly. But you see, Mrs. Somers, he is JUS
like child; he is in a hurry. to see home
again. 1t seems a week to him since we
came in town l shall bring you home
with Old Pomp, whom you know very
WE'LL bet55isa4 I
IIa sOh. yes,' said Mrs. Semers; ! am hard
Ily acquainted. with Clifford yet
j The red twilight had faded, and ths
4 candles cleaned from the windows Of Boil
der Cottsge-a grand fabric to bear Sc
modest name. .,.hlsaed,{ of ztfsf n
There was Tom'stwin sisterHetty Hen
J, rietta) and there was Hatiy, whom Harry
had all his lie firmly believed to be thu
most beautiful. gentle, and sweet-temper
ed girl in the whole habitable world. bu
he had never saidany such thing, and hat
been especially heedful that no one shoul'
infer it from his looks. or conduct.
4 On this occasion, however, Hatty look