Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1859-07-23
a Moro Eresllent way.

Mother, mother, exclaimed Charley
Morris, as be rushed into the house after
school in great excitement, what do you
think we are going to do in school
Study, hope said his mother, quietly
while the little fellow stopped to take
breath.
We shall have to, that's a fact said
Charley but that was not what / wanted
to tell you, mother. You know that there
are just six weeks before examination. and
they are going to give certificates then on
ly to the very best scholars, who have sus-
tained themselves perfectly through the
term
And you mean of course, to rank among
the very best, if you can,' said Mrs. Morris.
OF course do mother, but there is one
thing more. The boy who has been at the
head of his classes for the longest time is to
have, besides his diploma, golden star to
wear upon his breast He will be called
the star scholar, and will rank highest III
the school,
/ so you are aiming at this bright partic.
ulaEstar.'
Yes, mother, and will have il too, you
will see DR.. A. says it is more honor
able distinction than the Legion of Honor.
Won't you be proud, mother, to see me
wearing it at the evening exhibition. The
teachers will tell You that your boy is the
best scholar in the school, Mrs. Morris
smiled. Won't you be glad, mother p re.
peated Charley eagerly.
Glad shall certainly be Of the scholar
that has won the honor, if it is fairly earn
ed replied the mother. But what are
your grounds Of expectation 2"
why, mother, am at the head of ell
my classes but one, and in that there is no
one above me but Henry Cotton. / dou't
suppose there would be any hope Of going
beyond him if he was always there, bat he
is sometimes absent at the hour we recite,
and so be won't haye as good chance Of
keeping his place in the Glass;
What is the cause of his absence p
He has to do errands for his mother.
She takes in sewing, and they are too poor
to have auy servant SO Henry carries the
bundles home"
Mrs. Cotton had made great efforts to
keep her boy at school. lie is a good
scholar, is he not p
Yes, mother, | don't know a boy that
studies harder than Henry Cotton"
Not even Charley Morris
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to study so much, because have been to
school more regularly than he has, then
l have more timeto myself at home. Why;
Hdnry is up aud studying before any one
else is stirring in the morning, and always
sleeps with his book under his pillow at
night
Then if he fails to obtain the highest
rank in school ii will not be for want Of
diligence, or even of scholarship, but from
the mere accident of his outward ciFcum-
stances But he will doubtless make
greater effort to be puactual these six weeks
to come
He will, if be knows of the plaD,' said
Charley, moodily.
He learns his lesson at home. does he
not, so as to keep up with his class. though
he should be absent for a single day I"
Yes, mother but to-day we had spec
ial explanation of something in arithmetic
that know he cannot work out by HIMSELF
Is my boy quite conscious Of the spirit
he is indulgingi' asked the mother, gently.
Does be really wish to gain this prize for
/ himself at the expense of one who deserves
it full as much, and deserves it perhaps ey-
en- more 7"
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after all, mother said Charity, after d fev
moments silence.
You will not doubt your mothers inter:
est in your improvement even If she should
be less solieltous about this particular hou-
or Mrs. Morris replied. you know all
the ambition / have Ia the world is center
ed in my children. l would see them de;
tive, energetic, foremost, if possible, ia the
pursuit Of every honorable attainment
, And yet there is a more excellent way
which l would have them follow: an attain
ment higher even than mental wealth
without which, though possessing 'allkpowl-
edge they are nothing ~hei
ChaFley's growing ambition had some;
what cooled, during bis mothers calm, hut
earnest conversation. He was listening at
tentiVely, as he sat 10 his favorite plaza At
her feet, though his eyes were downcast,
and sense Of shame stole over him.
You remember the passage. in which
this way is described asked his mothsr
! Charley took down the little well worn
Bible in which he always loved Ia read 4
} loud TO MS mother. Tufning 20 the lgtI
! Of Corinthians he slowly read the lIrss sIi
verses.
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