Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1858-10-23
3nk6 The Sunshine.


tnt6 the Sunshine. aa1l juo1
4 wish father would come home'
The voice that said this had troubled /
tone, and the face that looked up was sad. |
'Yuut father will be very angry said an
aunt who ~as sitting in the room with q /
book in her hand. 'na
The boy raised himself from the sofa,
where lie had been lying in tears for half an
hour and with a touch Of Indignation in
his voice, answered.
Hell be sorry not angry, Father neter
gets angry
For u few moments the aunt looked at the
boy half curousy, aud let her eyes fall
again upon the book that was in htF hand. |
The boy laid himself 6bSh tpou the sofa
again, aud hid his face from sight,
That's father, now 7
lie started up, after the lapse Of neafly
ten minutes, as the sonnd of bell reached
his ear, and went to the room door. He
stood there fof little *hilej and then came
slowly back saying with a disappointed air;
1T isn't father. | wonder what keeps
him so late. o, | wish he would come 7
You seem anxious TO get deeper into
| trouble remarked the aunt who had only
| been in the house for a week, aid who was
neither very amiabe nor very sympathizing
| towards children, The boys fault had pro-
voked her, and she considered him a fit sub
ject for punishment
| I believe; aunt Phebe, that you'd like to
see me whipped said the boy little warm
ly. But you won'u' a1ce 5H .51 9
I must confess; replied amt Phebe, that
| think little wholesome discipline of the
kind you speak of would not be out of
place. If you were my child, I am sure
you would not escape.' a' mo 200 .' 81
i am not your child / don't want to
! be- Father is good and loves n1e' ~.
IF your father is SO good, and loTeS you
so well, you must be a very nngrateful, or
a very inconsiderate boy. His goodneSs
don't seem to late helped you much
Hush, will you 2 calculated the boy,
excited to anger BY this unkindness of
speech. --e i
Phebe
1t was the boys fh6thef who now spoke
for he first time. In an under tote she
added ~ -.n ~ o. - ,a..s ~, al
You are wrong. Richard is suffering
quite enough, and you are doing him harm
rather than goods
Again the bell rohg, and again the boy
left the sofa and went to the sitting room
door. aa slm.si
It's father ..rqgr, .-
Aud he went gliding doEH stairs.
'Ah, Richatd,' was the kindly greetings
as Mr.. Gordon took the hand Of ills boy.
But what's the r1attdr, my sou : Yen DO
not hook happy G b.at. -
| w out you tortt ii hereH,. And Rich.
ard drew Ills father into the library. Mr.,
Gordon sat down, still holding Richards
hand. q '
you are in troublei my SOM What has
happened 2 ~, sgru..I. os3973l e4 1
| The eyes of Richard filled With tears as
he looked into his fathers face. He tried
to answer, but bis lips quivered. Then lie
turned away, and opening the door OF the
cabinet, brought out the fragments OF q
broken statuette, which had been seut homie
only the day before, and set them on a ta'
bic before his ftfer, over whose tdhute'
nance came instantly shadow of regret
who did this, my son 2 swas asked il
{ an even voice. sa4 atrfer...eq ri "a
, Il did it,
'HowP
Il threw my bali ID there ohccElonly
once, In forgetfuluess." tre .7a0l.eg 400 {
= The poor boys tones were husky aHd
!, treBiulous. ts-..a.---. -.-daI -ra sgl... q
A little while Mr.. Gordon sat, CONTROL,
ing himself, aud collecting his disturbed
thoughts: Then he saiCi eheerfuily 20 a
4 w hat Is done, Richard, can't be helped
\ Pat the broken pieces away You have
! had trouble enough about it, / can see
) aud reproof enough for your thoughtless
ness-so + Shall not add q word to ihcreas,
your pain.' l 0'N ''N
i %, father = d And the boy threw hi
arms about his fathsr's neck. You are $
! Five minutes later, and Aiciata entered
the sitting room with LIS father Auf
Phebe looked upafor two shad0wedp faces
but did not seelthem. aSbe xAsRszzlsds
i That was very unl@tuuatef she said,
n little while after Mr., Gordon game lp,i n
4 was such an exquisite work OF art ~
= hopelessly ruined --' =
= Riehard was leaning against hR lalhe
a when hs,aunt said this. Mr. 9ordQn onl
ie smiled and drew his arm closely arQhnd hi
n boy. Mrs. Gordon threw upon bet siste
/. a. Iook Of warning bnt IL vas unheedsdss
sa1 think RIchard was a. vefyo naughtI
boy e .sqss AE1sH laga6aI oi!0qB
r I'VE have settled all that, Rhebe.i aws
{. the mild but aFm answer Of 1Aro Gordon