The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1856-06-28
cite Californian.
FOK THE BOYS AND GIRLS.
the BRAVE Roy.

HON XI1E DV1C AMI U1nLc.
THE BRAVE BOY.
"Oh yes: that's capita! 50 we will Cou,e
on now. There. William Hale Come on,
William, we're going to have q ride Oh the
Circular Railway. Come With us!"
"Yss, it my mother is willing. will run
and ask her," replied William.
~. o! 80 you must run and ask your ma
Great baby, run along to your ma Amt
you ashamed? didn't ask my mother" -
"Nor ]. Nor ]" added half dozen voices.
BE man, William" cried the first voice,
''come along with Us. If you don't want to
BE- called sco~ard as long as you live. Don't
you see We are all waiting"
leaned forward to catch view Of the
children, and saw William standing with one
foot advanced, and bis hand firmly clench.
Ell, in the midst Of the group. He was fine
subject for painter at that moment. His
flushed brow, flashing eye, compressed lip,
and changing cheek, all told how that word
corard ranked in his breast. Twill be
prove himself indeed one, by yielding to
them?" thought /. 1t was with breathless
interest ! listened for bis answer, for feared
that the evil principle in his heart would BE-
stronger than the good. But no.
II will not 60 without ask my mother!'
ssid the noble boy. his voice trembling with
emotion, land am no coward either.
promised her ! would not 70 from the house
without her permission, and should be q
bass coward If were to tell her wicked
lie."
There wss something commanding in Iii
tone which made the noisy children mute
II was the power Of . strong soul over shs
weaker; and they Involuntary yielded bin
the tribute Of respect.
saw him in the evening among the gath
cred multitude in the parlor. He was walk
ing by the side Of bis mother, stately mat
ron, clad in widows weeds. 1t was with evi
dent pride she looked on her graceful boy
whose face was cue Of the finest ever saw
fairly radiant with animation and intelIi
gence. Well might she be proud Of such
con, one who could dare to DO right, whel
oil we're tempting 10 the wrong. l shall prob
ably never see the brave, beautiful boy a
gain, but my heart breathed prayer that hi
spirit, now 20 strong in its integrity. nigh
never be sullied by worldliness and sin-nev
er, in coming years, be tempted by the mutt
tuds to evil. Then will be indeed be q jo
to the widows heart-a pride and an orns
ment to bis native land.
Our country needs such stout, brav
hearts, that can stand fast when the whirI
winds Of temptation gather thick and stron
around them-she needs men who from il
fancy upwards have scorued to be false an
recreant to duty.
Would you, little boy, be brave man an
. blessing to your country, BE- truthful no,
Never, never tell lie, or deceive in any mar
ner, and then, Il God spares your life, 70
will be stout-hearted man, strong All
fearless champion of the truth.
THE DRUNkARD'S DAUGHTER.
That night I was out very late returne
BY Lees cabin about IL o'clock. As l al
preached saw . strange object covering vi
n der the low caves. A cold rain was fallin
1t was late in Autumn. drew near, the
WAS Mile vet to the skin. Her father hs
driven her out some hours before; she bs
laid down to listen for the snoring of h
y drunken slumbers. 90 that she might cree
back to her bed. But before she beard
nature seemed exhausted, and she fell in
troubled sleep with the rain drops pate
ing upon her. tried to take her home wi
me but no, true as martyr to his faith, 81
struggled from my arm and returned to b.
own dark and silent cabin. Things we
on 50 for weeks and months, but at lens
Lee grew less violent, even in his drunk,
fits, to bis self.denyins child; and one d.
when he woke from heavy slumber Z
ter debauch and found her preparing brea
fast for him and singing childish song,
turned to her, and with tone almost tende
said:
"Milie, what makes you stay with me !?
because you are my father and To-
you"
'.You love me ~ repeated the wretch'
man "lore me ~ He looked at bis bloat,
limbs, bis soied and ragged clothes; 40
me, (he still murmured.) Mile what max
you love me? lam poor drunkard; eve
body else despises me. Why don't you ?"
"Dear father" said the girl, with swiI
ming eyes, mother taught me to love 20
and every night she comes from heaven al
stands by my little bed and says: Mill
don't leave your father. lie will get aw
from the rum 6end one Of these days, and til
how happy you will BE-"
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