The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1858-09-29
Be Kind To Your Mother.
By HELEN BRUCE.

Charlie, Charlie, mother is calling YOU.
Don't you hear her 4"
"fes, but don't mean to 60. She is
arrays calling me ior something or other
l cant get minute to myself"
why. Charlie Green, amt you asham.
ed OF yourself to speak SO. Mother wants
you to go and rock the baby. I've got TO
go down TO the post office"
well, won't rock the baby, SO there
now. | hate tha, everlasting cradle; but
Ill go to the post Office"
mo, am going myself. But, you
bad boy, guess you'll be sorry for this
conduct If mother were to die and she
may die tonight"
'Oh. she won't" replied Charlie, deci
dediy,.as his sister turned TO 90 out
Little johnny who bad been busiIy play
ing near the font door, heard this conver-
sauon; aud his tenLer little heart took
alarm at the idea that his beloved mother
might die. an go aud rock the baby
sa'd he, throwing down his pIay,hings
| and skipping ,h.o"sL tho hnn
Mother lie SAID, in his sweet, soft
voice, may | rock Waller. III Try TO do
1t very well, indeed
Thank you, my little son. replied the
mother, you are IA good boy; but where
IS Charlie called for him
"ue is playing, ma. and don't want to
come. Can't | rock the baby as well as
he can ?
You shall try, my dear, but you are
hardly large enough TO manage the grea,
crrdIe'
But Johnny did manage il very well.
Ills tiny hands worked hard to keep the
cradle from slipping out Of its place and
he made II jog, Jog, jog, SO steadily that
the baby slept good long time, and the
mother was very much pleased She
took her dear little Johnny upon her lap,
aud kissed HIM ever so many times, call.
ing him her comfort and telling him
;hat he would certainly be man if he
ever lived TO grow up.
johnny was very happy and when
he had leave TO ruI, out 10 play, his heart
felt SO light tha, hc found it impossible to
keep his feet upon the ground, but went
eAplng and skipping along at an aston.
ishng rate.
But the naughty and selfish Charles had
| passed most uncomfortable furenoou.-
lie knew 1t was very wicked for him 10
do AS he had done and then his little
/ brother's different behaviour Lad made
| him feel ashamed Of himself. lie had
roved aoout the garden ard through the
fields seeking pleasure, but had found
very little. As is usual with persons in
his state of mind, he had done severa
exceedingly unkind actions. Ill at ease
with himself, he had spit out his spite
upon all that chanced to come ia hi:
way-had stoned the poor kitten ant
chickens, had hurt the good dog Don
aud had given the tail of the horse
twitch which had caused the old fellow
TO kick violently. II his heels had hi
Master Charles head, he would aeve
have done more mischief.
When the bell rang for dinner, th,
uneasy boy went slowly towards tn
house, He would not have gone. had b
not felt very hungry. He walked righ
into the dining room and was going t
take his place at the table without wash
ing his face and hands, or brushing hi
thick, curly hair.
"Chalie, my son. am astonished tha
you should show yourself at the tabl
in that plight. 90 and wash yourself
said his mother mildly. She had nc
heard his naughty words in the morning
and had forgotten that he did not com
when called,
'Oh dear T. said Charlie, Grossly kicl
ing back his chair and rushing out cf tIi
room. He acted as naughtily as l.
dared, all dinner,ime. He was yer
bad, troublesome boy, all the afternoon
and when he went to bed that night, h
, did so without kissing his mother gooc
bye, or saying his prayers-and who'll
long, miserable day he had passed just
consequence Of his bad conduct in h
morning. That was day he never 70
J got, and one which gave him deep pal
, to remember 10 the latest day OF his he
When he awoke the next moimng
was TO hear that his mother, whom, no
wilhstanding his ungrateful behavior |
| dearly losed--that dear kind moth
whose cheek he had the night before =
fused To kiss, had died in the night. We