The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1854-11-09

all the water to bring; the knives and
forks to clean; the marketing to carry
home; and all the errands to run, for the
house as we'll as the shop. As the boy
was fond of working with tools, aud like
wise ambitious to learn the use of them,
to be kept thus away from the bench by
mcnial employments, chafed his feelings.
Though mild in his temper, he had spirit
and independence; these caused his feel
ings often to revolt against what he felt
to be imposition. One day the wife of
his master called out to him, in the rough
way that she generally spoke to the boys,
just as be was leaving the house, after
having brought in the market basket
You Fred Come back here! You
arc in a great hurry to be off !! You've
got to take the baby down to Mrs.
Grubb's.'
Frederick came back slowly, mutter-
ing something to himself that Mrs. Bell
rose could not hear.
What's that?' she asked, in quick,
angry voice.
The lad was instantly silent.
What did you way, sir ?! asked the in
suited Mrs. Bellrose Speak! can't you?
How dare you talk back to me!'
But Frederick stood, with half fright
ened, half defiant look.
What did he say, Kitty This was
asked of the cook, who was standing
near.
Why, he says, ma'am, as how that
there is nothing in his indcntures about
carrying babies
'He did! Ha! The impudent wretch
The face of Mrs. Bellrose became as
red as a piece of flannel, and she would
have made the ears of the boy quite as
red as her own face, had she not waived
the satisfaction of doing so for the higher
pleasure of having him well fogged by her
husband.
GO off to the shop, you impertinent
fellow! and tell your master that want
to see him. And d'you hear! come as
straight back again as your feet will car
ry you. I'll teach you to give me impu-
dence'
4 boy Of less spirit, seeing the inevita-
bic consequences that must follow com-
plant to his master, would have humbley
acknowledge that he had done wrong,
and sought to appease the anger of his in
dignant mistress. But Frederick was
proud as we'll as timid, and the influence
of pride was strong enough to make him
brave the cruel anger of Bellrose. As di-
rected, he went to the shop and told his
master that Mrs. Bellrose wanted him.
what in the name Of sense does she
WANT said the carpenter, with i'll humor,
as be drew on his coat 1t isn't half an
hour since | left the house! !
When Mrs. Bellrose. in fever Of III
dicnation, related to her husband the in
sulting language that had been used by
Frederick, that individuals anger was
blown into a terrible fame.
You little villain! he said, catching
bold of the frightened lad, who came IN
very soon after him, and dragging him
up stairs, cutting him all the way. AT
the bottom of the garret stairs he paused
and giving Frederick vigorous push
told him to 90 up and he would be with
him in moment He was as good as
his word; for in moment after the fright
ened boy entered the garret his master
was by his side, holding large rattal
in his hand.
Take off your jacket, sir ! Ill teacl
you to give your mistress impudence, sal'
BellroSe.
Frederick moved his jacket, and let /
fall at his feet. He was trembling all o
yer like leaf, and his face was as pale a
ashes. A petition for mercy rose to hi
, lips, but it remained there unuttered.-
Pride, Or a consciousness thatwords woult
, be vain. kept him silent Then came tn
cruel stripes, falling like rain upon hi
tender back, and leaving their purpl
, marks from his shoulders to his hips
, They were given with strong angr.
hand, and were continued until the poo
r boy felt as if he must die under the ter
: rible strokes,
t Now, sir = said the brutal man, as b
t pushed from him the writhing lad, VIII
!, had uttered only low moan. that an
e swered to every cruel blow, Now, sir
5 give your mistress impudence again =
Put on your jacket, sirn raising the ro
: he still held in his hand and brandishin
n it over the boys head, 'and be off to th
0 shop in a moment
e The carpenter went down stairs. FREQ
5 erick followed quickly, and was just leaN
E ing the house, when his master called a
:, ter him.
t 'Here stop! Mrs. Bellrose wants you
d The baby was yet to be carried out
a Few mothers would have trusted hell
!, less babe with boy under such circun
stances. Bat the carpenters wife ";
e not Of very nervous temperament.
Frederick waited for half an hour
. the kitchen, his back feeling bruised ar
A renumbed But he suffered far more
% mind than in body. To be beaten like
i beast was so degrading in his mind, tn
a he felt as if he would never look up
gain. With this, hover, was an indi
"a nant emotion, and desire for revenge
4 I'll be man one of these days, sa
,s he to himself, land tlenP
IL L., dox In.