Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1859-01-20
Into the sunshine.
A STORY FOR PARENTS.

tone, and the face that looked up was sad.
"Your father will be angry" said on
aunt, who was sitting in the room with a
book in Der hand. The boy raised him.
self from the sofa where he had been lying
in tears for half an hour, and with . touch
Of indignation in his voice, be answered d !:
"He'll be sorry, not angry. Father
never gets angry"
For few moments the aunt looked at
the boy half curiously, and let her eyes
fall again upon the book she was reading.
The boy laid himself down upon the sofa
again, and hid bis face from sight.
"That's father, now" He started up
after the lapse Of nearly ten minutes, as
the sound of bell reached bis ears. and
went to the room door. He stood there
little while, and then came slowly back
saying with disappointed sir:
" 1t isn't father. wonder what keeps
him so late ? Oh, wish be would come
home !"
"You seem anxious to get deeper into
trouble remarked the aunt, who had only
been in the house for . week, and who
was neither very amiablc nor very sympa-
thizing towards children. The boys
fault provoked her, and she considered
him Fl, subject for punishment.
~ believe, Aunt Phebe, that you'd like
to see me whipped" said the boy a little
warmly, but you won't"
II must confess" replied Aunt Phebe,
"that little wholesome discipline of the
kind you speak Of would not be out Of
place. If you were my child, l am very
sure you wouldn't escape
"pm not your child, I don't want to be.
Fathers good, and loves me-"
"If your father is NO good, and loves
you so well, you must be very ungrateful,
or very inconsiderate boy. His good
ness don't seem to have helped you much"
Hush, will you!" CALCULATED the boy,
excited to anger at this uukindness Of
speech.
"Phebe r. it was the boys mother whs
spoke now, for the first time. In an un.
dertone she added You are wrong.
Richard is suffering quite enough, and
you are doing him harm, rather than
good.'
Again the bell rang, and again the boy
left the sofa, and went to the sitting room
doo..
It's father" and he went gliding down
stairs.
"Ah, Richard !" was the kindly greet.
ing, as Mr.. Gordon took the hand Of his
boz. ~ BIZ: what's the matter, mysson !?
You don't look happy"
Won't you come in here p And
Richard drew his father into the library
MIR. Gordon sat down, still holding Rich,
ards hand. -----.,.------.-
"You are in trouble, my son. What
has happened?"
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 opening the door of
the cabinet, brought out the fragments of
a broken statue, which had been sent
home only the day before, and set them on
table before his father, over whose coun
tenance came instantly shsdow of regret.
"Who did this. my son ?" was asked in
an even voice.
Il did it,"
How? ~
IL threw my ball in there once-only
once, in forgetfulness."
The poor boys tones we're husky and
tremuous.
Mr.. Gordon sat little while controlling
himself and collecting his disturbed
thoughts. Then he said cheerfully
"What is done, Richard. cant be help
ed, put the brokea pieces away. You
have had trouble enough about it, | can
see-and reproof enough for yon thought
lessness-so shall not add word to in
crease your pain"
"oh, fathsr!' and the boy threw his
arms about his fathers neck. You are
so kind-so good!'
Five minutes later, and Richard entered
the sitting room with his father. Aunt
Phebe looked up for two shadowed faces
but did not see Them. She was puzzled.
That was very unfortunate.' she SAID,
little while after Mr.. Gordon came in
Z" 1t was such an exquisite work Of art. Is
il hopele ssly ruined 2"
Richard was leaning against his father
when his aunt said this. Mr.. Gordon only
smiled and drew his arms closely around
his boy. Mrs. Gordon threw upon her
sister look Of warning. but it was un-
needed.
~ think Richard was > very naughty
boy
"We have settled all that, Phebe," was
the mild but firm reply Of Mr.. Gordon
"and it is one of our rules TO get into the
sunshine as quick as possible"
Phebe was rebuked, while Richard
looked grateful, and, il may be, u little
triumphant, for his aunt had borne down
upon him rather too hard for q boys pa
tience TO endure.
Into the sunshine ~ quickly - possible!
Oh, is aot that better philosophy for our
homea Ii il not true ChriatiAn philoso-