Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-11-15
INTO THE SUNSHINE

wish father would come home"
The voice that said this had troubled tone,
and the face that looked up was sad.
"Your father will be very angry said an aunt
who was sitting In the room with book in her
hand. The boy raised himself up from the
sofi, where he had been lying in tears for half
an hour, and with touch Of indignation in
his voice answered:
He II be sorry, not angry. Father never
For afew moments the aunt looked at the
boy half euriously, and let her eyes fall again
On the book in her hand. The boy set himself
down on the sofa again, and hid his face from
sight
That's father now" He started I'D after
the lapse Of nearly ten minutes, as the sound
OF q bell reached bis ear, and went to the room
door. He stood there for little while and
then came slowly back, saying with a disap-
pointed air:
g 1t isn't father. wonder what keeps him
so late. Oh, wish he would comen
on seem anxious to get deeper into trou-
BILE, remarked the aunt, who had only been
in the house for a week, and who was not yery
aniable or very sympathiIing towards chill
dren. The boys fault had provoked her. and
she considered him a I'll subject for punishment.
81 believe, aunt Phoebe, that Won yould ike
to see me whipped" said the boy, a little
warmly: " but you won't"
must confess, replied aunt Phoebe, ssthat
n,h h'ie "nOiesome dlsciplIne OF that
KIND you speak Of would not be out of place.
If you were my child, am very sure Won
would not escape
am not your child; don't want to be.
Fathers good, and loves me-"
:. Ii your father is so good, and loves YOU so
wen, you must be very ungrateful, or a very
inconslderate boy His goodness don't seem
to have helped you much.n
Hush, will you ?'' calculated the bow. ex.
cited to anger by this unkIndness of speech
Phebe!" 1t was the boys mother who
spoke now, for the first time, and in an upder
tone added "Ycu are wrong. Richard is
suffering quite enough, and you are doing him
harm rather than good - :
Again the bell rang, and agaid the boy left
the sofa, and went to the sitting room door.
IT'S father" and he went gliding down
stairs N"'
"Ah, Richard ~ was the kindly greeting, as
Mr. Gordon took the hand of his boy. "But
what Is the matter, my son. you don't look
happy"
drew his father into the library Mr.. Gordon
sat down, still holding Richards hand.
lou are IN trouble, my son. What has
happened1"
Richards eyes filed with tears as he looked
into his fathers face. He tried to answer. but
bis lips quivered. Then lie turned away, and
opening the door of the cabinet brou obt ont
the fragments or a broken statue, which had
been sent home only the day before, and set
them on table before his father over whose
c0untenance came instantly shadow of regret.
Who did this, my SOM" was asked In an
even voice
CT did it,
How
threw my ball in there, once-only once,
in forgetfulneSs.''
ulOus.
A little while Mr. Gordon sat controlire o
himself, and collecting bis disturbed thoughts.
Then he said eheerfaily-
What Is done, Richard, can't be helped
put tee broken pieces away. You have had
trouble enough about il, can see-and re.
PROOF TOR your thoughtfulness-so 1 will not
add word to increase your pain"
An, father" and the boy threw his arms
about his fathers neck. "You are 50 kind
Five minutes later, and Ri,bard entered the
sitting room with bis father Aunt Phoebe
Looked up fer two shadowed faces, but she did
hot see them She was puzzled.
mat was very unfortunate" she said q
hiue while after Mr.. Gordon came in. II
was such an exquisite work Of art IL is hope
lsssly ruined ."
Richard was leaning against bis father when
his aunt said this. Mr.. Gordon only smiled
and drew his arm around the boy. Mrs. Cor
don threw upon her look of warning, but il
was unheeded.
think Richard was q very naughty boy. -
we have settled that, Phsebe, was the
mud but firm answer Of Mr.. Cor Ion s'and it
ls one OF our rules TO get into sunshine as soon
as possible
PhIebe was rebuked, while Richard looked
grateful, and it may be a little triumphant !;
ior ms aunt had borne down Upon him rather
TOO hard Tor a boy patience TO endure
In tne sunshine as quickly as possible. Oh,
Is not that the better philosophy for our homet
Is 1t not true Christian philosophy? 1t is sell
nsnness that grows angry and repels, because
iault has been committed. Let US get the
offender into the sunshine as quickly as pos
aoie' so that true thought and right feelings
may grow vigorous in its warmth. We retain
anger, not that anger may act ss a wholesome
disclpline, but because we are unwilling to
forgive Ah, II we were always right ourseI YES
We shOull nftaner he rirht rzith orz aL;II-a.