Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1858-10-15

ClieuCc, biI, HO TcneCllOOSt L uln SOTry i
have such disobedient boy--now go and
get ready for church, the bells arc ringing"
Glad to escape, George hurried away to
his room, and Archy followed him to show
ruined frock--thc result Of activity wrong
ly omployed--to an invalid mother.
Let us step across the road and enter this
pleasant household. The family are most
of them in tho sitting room. Ely Major is
poring over a book which she holds out Of
sight; Mimic sits at the piano just touch
ing the keys softly. Henry is lounging, the
mother and father both occupied with n
newspaper Of tho right kind.
Suddenly Mr. Major looks up, and notices
tho absorbed attention of his youngest
daughter.
"Well what interests YOU so much, dear I"
The little girl blushed, but answered in
genuonsly, 40 papa, it is Robinson Crus @.
Sarah Carter lent it to mo yesterday, and it
is so bcautifulr
"Yes, dear, very pleasant and entertain
ing book; still, perhaps my daughter could
read something better with more profit to-
day."
The child looked earnestly toward hin,
and smiled.
"If you think best, father 1 will read
something else" sa
81 do think, as this day is set apart fol
the worship Of God, your little Bible might
be proftably studied"
"Will you explain it to me, fatherl"
ayes, dear" .
Ely laid aside her book gently, and with
little seeming regret applied herself to her
Bible, sure of her fathers sympathy and as
sistance should she need it.
"Henry, my son, you are restless" fei.
"Yes, father; / am thoroughly tired OF
doing nothing. My head aches if | read. y
"Well my son, you had better walk lit
tic 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 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 al
the Savior's tomb" Tho little girl de
lighted that he requested the music, sang
tho sacred song very sweotly, and the res
listened with approving silence. ........
"Now that other favorite of mino-'Hc
docth all things wclr-thati is a most beau
tiful melody" titF 3
So soothingly the music fell upon the ali
at the close of that calm Sabbath dav, il
seemed as if the angels were listening too
Mr.. Major smiling upon his wife said softly
''thank God +" Her eyes were filed will
happy tears. 1t was not vet six months
since one of thoir little ones had gone home
and this song touched their hearts with th,
tenderest emotions.
All was silent when loud peal oflauoh
ter was heard in tho back part of the house
In another minute, in came Ally dressed u,
in his fathers morning gown, pair of spoc
tacles on his nose. VA, -,
"My DEAR" said Mr.. Major, gavely.-
That was all-nobody smiled. The it'll
one looked about in great confusion-threv
of tho dress and ran, head down, toward hi
fathers open arms. ..tlg .vale
81 think we can do something better thar
dress up in that ridiculous fashion to-day
don't you, Ally I" asked Mr.. Major. '''
1 g "Yes, sir" the little fellow said in sub
dued voice, still nesting his curley head i
his fathers arms. In quiet, soothing
voice, tho father told the story of littl
Samuel, illustrating in its course the swee
obedience of tho holy child, and above al
his regard for God and his appointed ord
nances. o this was better than rebukc
and the boy young as he was, felt it; an,
learned lesson he would not soon forget
The bells werc ringing-Henry had re
turned looking fresh and glowing Tn
4, girls were all prepared for meeting. q R
"Well, my child, havo you passed plea!
ant Sabbath |" asked the father. 7a f-
Bcaming eyes and ready lips answered.
; MONDAY MoRN1NG- Office of Mr.. ANe
-"Sir if it is not paid in three days wi
strip you of everything you possess Scan
dalous to shirk an honest debt thus"
"But, Mr.. Allen have been ill--my wifi
and"
"Old story, old story; no moro to sa
sir; bog or borrow the moncy-or-yo
know me-" lta
MONDAY MoRNINo- Office of Mr.. Mo
, jor.-I am ashamed to ask for an exter
sion, Mr.. Major, but l am cruelty poor Jus
now. Ifyou would allow me little NOR
time-- Hsl
"CertaiDly Mr. Nav. T beard a o,os,o