The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1858-10-27

| tnc lofuS Uay you are not even 10 think
your own thoughts. Go sing Broad is
the road that leads to death" believe
you are all in ito, dearr
Catharine disappeared, but no sweet
sounds and tender sentiments, soothing
and hallowed, came from the other room ;
all was silent, while George said to him
self, How father does grumbe on.the Sab
bath Seems to me he loves to scold best
en- that day. | wonder if that is keeping
it ? and little Archy, twisting himself like
an eel on the low seat appointed him,
stretching his mouth, pulling his ears and
yawning, set himself at last to picking out
the pink threads out of his frock, and
making u mat of them.
81 wonder where Mary =" thought
George to himself; 90! dear-I'm so
tired"
Mary alas was perched up in the hot
garret, close to pane Of glass set in the
roof, reading long-hiddeg book, unwhole-
some as the damps of the charnel-house,
and destructive of all morality.
Father, mayn't lust walk in the
garden little p askei George humby.
is father ha.i .n,a'i hi> na.,, aud was
now mo,irr t. an, fro hum,nn- % ~nhc!
of some pam tune.
No sir how often have forbidden
you to ask me? Next thing you'll be
wanting to 60 to the woods, and then to
the river with fishing lines and tackle. |
wish my children were like Majors across
the way. They are always cheerful and
the day."
Bat, sir, Mr.. Major talks to them,
and he doesn't
"Silence, sir, no reflections Fam sorry
l have such disobedient boy-now 60 and
get ready for church, the bells are ring
ing
Glad to escape, George hurried away
to his room, and Archy followed him to
show ruined frock-the result of activity
wrongly employed-to an invalid mother.
Let US step across the road and enter
this pleasant household. The family are
most of them in the sitting room. Ely
Major is pouring over a book which she
holds out Of sight Minnie sits at the pi-
ano just touching the keys softly. Henry
is lounging the mother and father both
occupied with newspaper of the right
kind.
Suddenly Mr. Major looks up and no.
tices the absorbed attention OF his young
est daughter.
Well, ELY, what interests you 60
much, dear2
The little girl blushed but answered in
genuously, % papa it is Robinson Cru.
soc, Sarah Carter lent it to me yesterday
and it so beautiful ,
Yes, dear, very pleasant and enter
tanning book still, perhaps my daughter
could read something better with more
prof, to-day
The child looked earnestly towards him
and smiled.
IF you think best, father, | will read
something else."
81 do think, as this day is set apart for
the worship of God, your little Bible might
be proftably studied"
"Will you explain to me, father7'
Yes dear"
Ely laid aside her book gently, and
with little seeming regret applied herself
to her Bible, sure Of her fathers sympathy
and assistance should she need it.
Henry, my son, you are very rest
less."
"Yes, father; l am thoroughly tired
of doing nothing, My head aches if /
read"
"Well, my son, you had better walk
little way. Take the back road down by
the river, and when you return, tell US
how many evidences of Gods goodness
you have seen. You need a little exer-
else, and you have been good boy to-
day Minnie child, why don't you play
something and sings I should like very
much to hear Mary at the SaMor's
tomb" The little girl, delighted that be
requested the music, sang the sacred song
very sweetly, and the rest listened in ap-
proving silence.
"Now that other favorite of mine
He doeth all things welp-that is a
most beautiful melody.
So soothingly the music fell upon the
air at the close Of that calm Sabbath day