Preble County Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1857-1859, 1858-11-04
Into the Sun.hime.


dren with sternness instead of love
They know little of calm and sunshine
and home has few charms either fo
themselves or their little ones, Low
and gentleness, combined with frmness
have wonderful power over the mos
3thoughtless and wayward little, and pa
111ls WhazknoWa heM-to unite these il
due proportions, have perpetual sunshin'
in their dwellings,, and loveing and ODE
dent children. There is a true philos
ophy in the following domestic scene, ia
ken from ''Steps toward eaven."
L wish father would come home.
The voice that said this had troub
led tone, and the face looked sad. .r
Your father will be very angry said
an aunt who was sitting in the room
with book in her hand. The boy
raised himself from the sofa, where he
had been lying in tears for half an hour
and with touch of indignation in his
voice answered: ,.. .....,.. ....,.- ..
He'll be sorry, not angry. Father
never gets angry
For moment the aunt looked at the
boy half curiously, and let her eyes fall
again upon her book that was in her
hand. The boy lay himself down upon
the sofa again, and hid his face from
sight. '4
That's father nowl' He started up
after the lapse of ten minutes, as the
sound of bell reached his ears, and he
went to the room door, He stood there
for little while, and then came slowly
dack, saying with disappointed air.
1T isn't father. I-wonder what keeps
him so late. o, wish he would come.
You seem anxious to get deeper in
trouble remarked the aunt, who had
who was neither very amiable nor very
sympathizing toward children. The
boys fault had provoked her, and she
had considered him a fit subject for
punishment. fof 'sa. 2fs
Il believe aunt Phoebe, that you
like to see me whipped said the boy
very warmly. But you won't
L must confess, replied aunt Phoebe,
''that think little wholesome disci-
pline of the kind you speak of would not,
be out of place. fyou were my child,
L am sure you would mt escape
4 am not your child; don't want to
be. Fathers good and loves me-
IF your father is so good, and loves
you SO we'll you must be very migrate
full or very inconsiderate boy, His
goodness don't seem to have helped you
much
Hush, will you'll ejacuatcd the boy
excited to anger by this unkindness o
speech. f.-e-
'Phoebe?' 1t was the boys mother
who spoke now for the first time In
an under tone she added: you are
wrong. Richard is suffering quite
enough, and you are doing him harm
rather than good ar.,..--
Again the bell rung, and again the
boy left the sofa and went to the setting
room door.
It's father and he went gliding down
stairs. 4i - ~ r
,Ah, Richardl was the kindly greet
ing, as Mr. Gordon took the hand Of his
only boy. But what is the matter, my
son? You don't look happy.
Won't you come in here?' And
Richard drew his father into the library.
Mr.. Gordon sat down, still holding
Richards hand. -....... .-....
you are in trouble my son. What
has happencd?'
The eyes of Richard filled with tears
as he looked into his fathers face. He
tried to answer but his lips quivered.-
Then he turned away. and brought out
the fragments of broken statue, which
had been sent home only the day before
and set them on the table before his
father, over whose countcnance came
instantly shadow of regret.
who did this, my SOM? was asked in
an even voice.
Il did it.
'How?'
4 threw a ball in there, once-only
once, in forgetfulness.'
The poor boys tones, were husky and
tremulous.
A little while Mr.. Gordon sat con-
trolling himself and collecting his dis
turbed thoughts. Then he said cheer
fully
sWhat is done, Richard, can't be
helped, put the broken pieces away
You have had trouble enough about it,
can see-and reproof enough for your
thoughtlessness-so I shall not add a
word to increase your pain
" IdtneE! anu TIC DOJ GHTcW his
arms about his fathers neck. You are
so kind-so good!'
Five minutes later and Richard en-
tered the sitting room with his father,
Aunt Phoebe looked up for two shadow
ed faces; but did not see them. She
was puzzled.
That was very unfortunate she said
little while after Mr.. Gordon came In.
1t was such an exquisit work Of art. 1t
is hopelessly ruined
Richard was leaning against his faith
or when his aunt said this. Mr.. Cor
don only smiled and drew his arm close
ly around his boy. Mrs. Gorden threw
upon her sister look ofwarning, but i
was UNDECIDED.
Il think Richard was very naughty
boy
| I'VE have settled that, Phoebe, wa:
the mild but firm effort of Mr.. Gordon