The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1860-05-09

mother was th.s. which she got from the
Bible:
9 DO good 10 them Thai siespifgtllly use you."
A, he tarned away, Harry. IN spite Of
aim.nies nudge at his elbow. again cried
out:
Patch. knees your clothes are something
Ike Joseph's coat--not Of many colors, but
II macy pieces"
The spunsy boy could stand il no longer
With one bound, he jumped upon Harry,
tArew him 10 the ground, aad then sho~ered
dawn blows thick and fast upon his head.
aud face, aud body. until Harry began to
think few more such would finish him. As
Sooa as Harry had somewhat recovered from
his surprise, he endeavored to throw Willie
VT Of him, but the pale, slight lad, under
she influence Of his passion, was manifesting
a strength that no one would have believed
he possessed. In his fury he knew not that
he was dealing blows that, il continued much
longer, would kill his tormentor. Harry
writhed and twisted, but could not free
himself, and il was in vain that some. OF
1he BOYS called 10 Willie 10 get on Of
Harry, Willie did not hear them. Sud-
denly Harry pat his hand in,o his pocket,
and drew out his knife. aud opening the
sharp, bright blade with his teeth, before
any one could Interfere, plunged il into
Willie's side. With groau the boy rolled
over like log, and the warm life blood
spouted forth in Jets. His Mortified school.
mates gathered around him. and raised him
up.
Take me home-oh my poor mother.
he gasped, and then tainted.
Who can describe Harry's feelings when
he saw what he had done: As he slowly
and painfully rose from the ground, assisted
by Jimmie, and looked upon Willie's white
face. and the red stream dying the ground
he thought Willie was killed and oh. how
sorry aud unhappy he was! Tears rushed
TO his eyes, and poured down his cheeks
Now. he bitterly ielt Row foolish and wrong
he had been, aud though he only did il in
self-defence, to keep Willie from killing
him, perhaps, he felt that this was but Q
poor excuse for him. 1t brought no balm
10 his conscience, for he felt, too, that
it was his own silly fondness for teazing
that had caused al this.
As the bows slowly bore poor Willie tc
his humble home, Harry followed them,
thinking Of the poor mother bereit as he
thought, Of her only source OF earthly hap
piness. They had not gone far when Willie
opened his eyes, and seeing Harry over
whemed with grief, held out his hand Il
him, and said, Never mind, Harry, yor
did not mean to do it; was to blame for
being so angry, and for beating you so. >
Harry clasped the extended hand, and while
tears OF sincere repentance rolled down his
cheeks, he cried "Oh, forgive me. forgive
me, and if you get we'll, promise never to
teaze anybody sgain" And he kept his
word. Willie was sick long time, and
Harry came 10 see him every day, and
brought him fruit and flowers, and spent al
his pocket money 10 buying him nice thing
to eat. But, after awhile he got well, ant
he and Harry became warm friends; and
from Willie Harry learned many lesson o.
Christian forbearance, which proved Of in
finite service TO him. And whenever q
taunt or Jest at anybody's expense arose II
his lips, one glance from Willie's mid blue
eve was enough to check hin.