Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1858-10-12

| l have such disObedient bOy--now 50
and get ready for church, the bells are
ringing"
Glad to escape, George hurried away 10
his room, and Arcby followed him to show
n ruined frock-the result of activity
wrongly employ ed-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 poring over book which she
holds out of sight Minnie sits at the
piano just touching the key softly. Henry
is lounging, the mother and father both
occupied with newspaper of the right
kind.
Suddenly Mr.. Major looks up, notices
the absorbed attention of his youngest
daughter.
"Well. what interests you so much my
dear %
The little girl blushed, but answered in
genuously: 20 papa, it is Robinson
Crusoe. Sarah Carter lent it to mo yes
terday, and it is 80 beautiful -
eyes, dear, very pleasant and enter
tanning book still, perhaps my daughter
Coulu Icdu eohoOhbS DoeIoA "ANA' N'O
profit to-day"
The child looked earnestly toward him
and smiled.
"If you think best, father, I will read
something else"
II do think, as this day is set apart for
the worship of God, your little Bible
might be prof tably studied"
"Will you explain it to me, father? -
"Yes, DEAR"
"Elly laid aside her book gently, and
with little seeming regret applied herself
to her Billie, sure of her fathers SYM
pathy and assistance should she need it.
Henry, my son, you are restless"
Eyes, father; am thoroughly tired Of
doing nothing. My head aches if read y
"Well my son, you had better walk a
little way. Take the back road down by
the river and when you return, tell us how
many evidences of God's goodness you
have seen. You need little exercise, and
you have been good boy to-day. Minnie,
child, why don't you play something and
sing? should like very much to hear
MARY at the Savior's tomb The little
girl, delighted that he requested the music.
sang the sacred song very sweetly, and
the rest listened in approving silence.
Now that other favorite of mine--sHe
doeth all things well'-that is most beau
tiful melody
So soothinglY the music fell upon The
air at the close of that calm Sabbath day,
it seemed as if the angels were listening
too. Mr., Major, smiling upon his wife,
said softly, "Thank God!" Her eyes were
filed with happy tears. 1t was not yet
six months since one Of their little ones
had gone home, and this song touched
their hearts with the tenderest emotion.
All was silent, when a loud peal of
laughter was heard in the back part of the
house. In another minute, in came Ally
dressed up in his fathers morning gown,
pair of speclacles on his nose. t-,a
"My dear, ,, said Mr.. Major gravely. That
was all--nobody smiled. The little one
looked about in great confusion-threw
of the dress and ran, head down ward, to-
ward his fathers open arms.
II think we can dosomething better than
don't you, Ally?" asked Mr.. Major.
eyes sir" the little fellow said, in sub
dued voice, still nesting his curly head in
his fathers arms. In quiet, soothing
vvice, the father told the story of little
Samuel, illustrating in its course the sweet
obedience of the holy child, and above all,
his regard for God ana his appointed ordi-
nancee. o! this was better than rebuke,
and the boy, young as he was, felt it: and
learned lesson he would not soon forget
The bells were ringing-Herry had re.
turned, looking fresh and glowing. The
girls were all prepared for meeting.
"Well, my-chid, have you passed 6
pleasant Sabbath?" asked the father.
Beamiug eyes and ready lips answered
MONDAY MORNING. Office Of Mr.. Al
len.--"Sir, if it ia not paid in thee days,
willstrip you Of everything you possess
Scandalous to shirk an honest debt thus
"BuL Mr.. Allen, have been ill--my
wife and"
"Old story, old story; no more to say
sir, beg or borrow the money-or--yo,
know me-"
MONDAY MORNING. Office of Mr.. Ma
jor.--"I am ashamed to ask for an exten
sion, Mr.. Major, but am cruelty poo
just now. If you would allow me p it'll
! more time" e..z.- &c.,
Certainly, Mr.. May; heard a gospe
sermon OH the golden rule yesterday. d,
your best for me, and am content"
The prayers Of grateful man ascendet