The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1860-12-12

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4 stepped on Charley's fingers, and that
made him cry, and then mother shook me and
cried too.
Did you mean to hurt your little brotherr'
No, father, but Fred and we're rolling our
marbles, and wanted to get a good aim, and
forgot all about the baby and went backward
right on to him"
You must remember another time to be more
careful when Charley is near you. knew
boy once who put his little brothers eye out
by hitting him accidentally with plaything-
You would feel worry badly il you should spoil
one of those bright eyes, would you not?'
Yes, indeed, father,' said Willie, throwing
his arms about Charley. Willie wouldn't hurt
You for all the world, little brother'
We'll, Mary, did you cry before the rest
did?
| T-I-got my mas little scissors
4 am sorry irmy little Mary has been naugh-
ty and disobeyed her mother
She didn't say Mary musent touch sobbed
the child, she say, not trouble mamma
The tears were not easily checked time, and
with all the father's ingenuity. they burst forth
at every slight provocation during the evening.
When the last little head was left dreaming
upon is pillow, Mrs. Hall drew her sewing
chair to the light with sigh Of relief saying:
Thank fortune for the prospect ofa few hours
peace add quiet
| ~ l>ol ;rad m iohk b,J
a hard dayT inquired her husband.
Hard, l should think so. Charley has not
slept fifteen minutes todoy, and I never saw
Mary so iretful and peevish.'
I do not think Mary is well; she seemed
very ieverish this evening. Mr.. Marsh has two
children sick with the scarlet fever.'
%, there's nothiug the matter with her. re-
piled Mrs. Hall, but in spite Of her words her
heart beat little anxiously at the thought, Il
think sometimes she likes to bother me, and to-
day it has been mother! mother! till | am SO
tired Of it almost wish l might never hear
the name again.
DE not say so, my dear, it makes me trem-
BILE to think it might be. This would be a
sad home If even one Of those merry voices
should never say mother again.
Mrs. Hall started, she had not thought o
such thing, and the serious construction that
her husband had given to her hasty words
sh ocked her. She was an affectionate mother
and really loved her children, although she
failed to enter into their childish feelings with
that appreciative sympathy that they needed
aud of ten administered impatient reproof ant
even correction without stopping to determine
whether it was merted.
1t was generally understood by the children
that to bother mother was the most serious
offense they could commit.
She was often quoted as mode! wife ant
mother, and, indeed, she was, so far as mer.
externals are concerned. No household was
better clothed or fed, no home more orderly
than hers, but she quite forgot in her anxiet!
) to see her children dressed with neatness and
taste, that ihe little ones had moral natures
that needed more careful training, affections
that should be cutiv lted not dwarfed and era
wings for sympathy that should meet an ear
!, nest return. Her husbands words had star
tied her, and, after sewing few moments un.
, easily she took up lamp and went to look a
Mary. The child was sleeping unquietly, witt
the tears still clinging to her flushed cheeks
and grieved expression about her mouth
! The mothers heart smote her as she looked a
the little helpless form before her, and she ben
down and softly kissed the dimpled cheek
) where she ancied she could still see the traces
of her hasty blow. AS she did so she startled
at its burning touch, and uttered a cry of fea
, that brought her husband instantly to her side
1t was easy to see that Mary was in high fc
yer, and after few soothing words his wife
, Mr.. Hall fastened to call the family physician
who decided at once that it was a case of scar
let fever. -..s.. -... ......
Have your other children ever had the fever
Mrs Hall? he inquired.
Not one Of them' was the despairing reply
Then would advice you to send the olde
ones Immediately away; they may possibly es.
cape the Injection, and it may be better to hav'
tno Housc QuoSs
The next morning Fred and Willie wer,
3 sent away several miles to the house OF a rela
| tive, and the house seemed strangely, awful
? still to their sad mother, who bent anxiousl
! over the unconscious Mary, listening to her de
i lirious rawlings when the fever was high, or shv
6 ering sobs and means when it abated. Littl
Charley was closely watched to see if the feve
+ had tainted his BLOOD and for several days the
. hoped he would escape; but he awoke one morn
t ing with the crimson staining his cheek, ant
t before night the tever crept and glowed in ev
4 cry vein. II Is ever pitiiul to see child suffe
especially an infant that knows nothing Of tn
: nature Of pain, aud looks 50 pleadingly to thos
/ in trust for reliei, wondering much that tn
s mothers love, which never failed before, shoul
, be SO powerless now. There was love tha
( was stronger yet, that did not fail, and aits
r many days and nights Of painful watching, bot
children were pronounced OUT Of danger. o
. the night that Msry's fever turned, Mrs. Hal
q sat by her bed, almost holding her breath les
Q she should disturb the deep sleep into whic
n she had fallen, and looking on the pale, waste
Q face of her child. she thought of all the cours
, of sickness. She thought. too, o. her own i'm
s patient words but q few weeks before, and =,
r membered that during her delirium Mary ha
. not once spoken her name.
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