Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1858-01-01
]guutb's Department.
NEVER BE AFRAID TO TELL THE
TRUTH.
A STORY ron DoYs.


against it, Up jumped the old gem
tleman who sat behind the counter reading
a newspaper, and ran to the door with the
intontion of catching the offender, but he was
not so quick in his movements as the unfor-
tunate owner of the hoop, and all that Mr..
Beebe, the druggist, saw, as he looked out,
was pair Of heels flying around the corner.
"You young rascal e. said he, as he shook
his fist in the direction Of tho fugitive, "just
let me catch you, that's alll'
But while he was wasting his wrath on the
air, let us follow poor Charley Mann (for that
was the window-breaker) as he ran towards
his hous -
As soon IS he cp light Of his neat lit
tie home. with u tas,m curtains. and
a face s..hira sh thought was bis
he stopped a.id said 10 himself.
ing Off" Then turning round, he slowly re-
traced his steps towards the druggists
Mr.. Beebe was not in a very amiable mood
when Charley went in, and the iron hoop
which the latter still held in his hand did not
help to mend matters.
"Are you the boy that broke my window :"
asked Mr. Beebe, getting up and seizing his
cane in a very threatening manner.
'Yes, sir, and / came to say that | was
very sorry for it, and to know how much /
must pay for a new pane of glass"
"You pay for tN' exclaimed Mr.. Bcobc,
~ don't believe you ever had as much money
in your life as would pay for the glass
1--WE got two-and- -nincpence, sir, at the
same time putting the money on the counter,
land III work for you and earn the rest if
you'll let me-
Cant your father pay for IL"
81 have no father" answered Charley, rath-
or sadly.
"Well, can't your mother pay for it,"
"She is very poor, sir, and ] should hate
to ask her for the money
"What made you run away when you
broke the window s'
"Why at first" said Charley, hositatingly,
81 was afraid l should get "a beating"
"What made You come back again, then -
Because felt that ! was acting like a
coward and know mother would be vexcd
with me, and thought had better do right
and run the risk of your cane, than do wrong
and make mother sorry
Don't you call it doing wrong to break
my window :"
"Nes, sir, because it was careless of me
mother says we are apt to do wrong, and
when VIC do we should atone for it and
don't know what can do except to give you
all the money I've got, and try and ca n
more, and poor Charles looked sadly out Of
the broken window.
Now the fact was, Mr. Bcebe was not half
so cross as he looked he was very much
pleased with Charley's conduct, and only
questioned him 70 Try him. What is your
nainc y inquired. -sts-s-.ll l----------
"Charles Mann"
"Where do you live :"
Charley told him.
"What does your mother do :"
"She takes in sewing when she can get
any. but she hasn't had any to do for "A long
while, and Charley Looked wistfully at his two
and ninepence.
perhaps she'll be angry with you for Civ
ing me that money"
"Oh no, sir. / know she would rather
! would"
"Iow old arc you :"
"Twelve years old, sir.
"And what do you do for a living;"
"Mother wanted me to go to the public
school as long as she could earn enough to
support us, but this morning she said she
was afraid | should have to look around for
something to do, as she couldn't get enough
work"
"Well, Charles, believe I'll take you into
my store until yon can earn money enough to
pay for the window, but I'm almost afraid
you'll be breaking the bottles or jars every
day"
"I'll try to he more careful, sir
"Well, we'll begin tomorrow morning
and now go home to your mother"
"Shan't 60 to the glazier first; y
"Yes do"
And off went Charley; the heels few Just
as they did before, but it was TO very differ
ent music this time In the meantime Mr..
Beebe walked towards the farther end of the
store, and opening a door which led to the
dwelling part Of the house, he called his
housekeeper, Mrs. Morgan. trim, bustling
little body appeared, and desired to know
what he wanted.
"Mrs. Morgan" said Mr.. Beebe, didn't I
sec you making some shirts for me the other
day :"
''Yes, sir"
"How many have you made :"
The question rather furried the little wo-
man she had never known her master to
make such inquiries before, and she was a
fraid he thought she did not get along fast
enough with her work, some answered with
rather frightened look
''Only three, sir; l have had to go so often
to widow Browns since her little boy was
sick that u"
''How many more have you cut out to
makei" asked Mr. Beebe, interruptng her.
"Three more, sir"
''Well, I'm very glad you have not made
more than three. Now, Mrs. Morgan,
want you to put on your bonnet, take bas-
ket, and fill it with some tea, and sugar, and
crackers, and any other little things of the
kind you may happen to have in the closet,
and take it to Mrs. Manns, with those three,
shirts for her TO make"
Don't make your shirts neat enough for
you, sir /, TO be sure | can't see quite as
well as | used to when was young, but when
get on my magnifying glasses can see to
stitch pretty we'll"
"You have made them great deal too
neatly, Mrs Morgan, and | think your eyes
can be much better employed. Now, | want
you to use them on this.errand, and when you
come home tell me all they have seem"
'Who is this Mrs. Mann, and where does
she live, sir :"
"She is poor woman who takes in sew
ing, and she lives in Norfolk street, the first
little white frame house on the left, with a
green door"
"Yes, sir ! suppose it won't hurt if / put
some eggs and little butter in the basket