Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1860-09-08

"'''O hivlu ouhSlOu lu tue case, or, al
least, withheld punishment until be saw
clearly that duty TO his child required its
administration. But now obeying an IN.
happy impulse, be caught up the child who
was charged with the offense of striking.
ana punished him --- emartiDg strokes
AT the moment Of doing SO the mother OF
tue children, who had seen all that had
passed between them, called out earnestly
stop, stop, Henry ! He did not strike
his brother on purpose 1t was all an ac.
cidenti ..I e..
But this appeal came too late. The
wrong had been done. .......
'lvs shame + said the mother, WHO
felt every painful blow the child had receiv-
ed, and who spoke from the moments in.
dignant impulse.
Mr.. Bray did not feel any better. Sit.
ting Il th.ld down without venturing a
reply to his wile's remark, he strobe up
stsirs to the sitting room. and threw him
sell INTO the great arm chair No one
ventured near him for some time so he
had fair opportunity for self communion.
Az last, toddling little curly head, who
generally hailed her fathers return with
JOY, came sideling into the room. and with
half timd air made her way, by almost
steaItby approaches to the side of the
moody man. Curlously, she lifted her ewes
10 his clouded cOuuteuance [; stood for
moment or two, as if in doubt. and then
cIambered up and laid her golden tresses
against his bosom. As she did so, the faith
er's arm was drawn around her. But the
little cnrly-head was not in her unseIfish in.
noceIc', content with the sunshine of fayor
for herself alone. ~.
Pa ? Her voice had in it something of
doubt. #' Tf'
What is it, my little pet p And Mr..
Bray who waS penetrated by the chid's
sphere of tenderness, kissed her lips.
Willie. didn't hurt Eddy purpose. He
didn't strike him.
But Eddy said that Willie struck him.
The father sought to justify himself in the
eyes of his child. =" .' .
Eddy only thought so,' replied the little
curly head. Willie didn't strike him at all. >
Mr.. Bray said nothing /; but be felt very
uncomfortable. When the tea.bell rung,
he went with little curly head, to the diu-
hhS 'COAhs 1Ah thC tCob VI l1O ldIllll Idu
kept from him. Mrs Bray looked partic-
ularly sober and Willie, who had been
set all right as to bis conduct by his moth
er's declaration that he had not been guilty
of striking put on to the life, an air of in-
jured innocence. Mr.. Bray did not speak
once during the meal, but sat n silence
with heavy clouded brow.
For that evening, the accustomed plea
SAINT talks, cheerful, smiling faces, and mer-
ry laughter were banished from the home
of Mr.. Henry Bray. A single moment of
anger had done all this unhappy work. 1t
was something better at the family reunion
on the next morning. Sleep had wrought
its usual work, Of restoring the mind to its
better state, aud calming its pulses 10 an
even beat.
AS Mr. Bray left his house something
earlier than usual, and was walking along
with eyes cast down, thinking over certain
matters of business that would require his
attention, man came to his side, and in a
pleasant voice. said :
Good morning, Mr.. Bray
The merchant glanced up with heghten-
ing color, in the face Of the person who had
over taken hun in his rather deliberate walk.
He knew the voice. 1t was that of Mr..
Carleton.
Good morning = The rcspone was not
hearty. How could it be. ..r
L was sorry to trouble you yesterday
said Mr.. Carleton, speaking in frank,
cheerful way. But friend to whom |
had loaned sum Of money, disappointed
me at the last moment, and | was compell-
ed TO borrow at an unreasonable hour.
Your kind offer to serve me was none the
less appreciated because had no use for
the check, when you were so Obliging as to
send it in. Mr.. Agnew had already sup
piled my triai6g deficiency
Now, what answer could Mr.. Bray make
to this Z? Was Carleton actu ally in earn
est |? Was he really SO dull as not to have
appreciated his rough, insulting message of
the day before Or, was this courteous
acknowledgment: of an almost extorted
favor rcbuking piece Of irony
1T would have gratiiied me if you had
used the check replied Mr.. Bray, his voice
a little below its usual 6rmness of tone. 1t
was rendered in all sincerity
Il never doubted that for an Instant
said Mr. Carleton, as if surprised that his
neighbor should intimate even remotely, a
question of his right appreciation of the
favor. Mr.. Brays reputation as courte-
ous, genlleman!y merchant, and kind
hearted man forbade any other interference
Now, this, Mr. Bray felt, was crowding
him little too hard and he was eonsd-
srably annoyed. Tell Mr. Carleton that
| neither borrow or lend Could be forget
that rough answer to his neighbOr's request
for couple of hundred dollars, at late
hour of the day, when his bank account was
still short | No. lie could not forget it;
aud that neighbours compliments upon his
mercantile and manly virtue, sounded too
much like covert rebuke to be in the small
est measure agreeable. So he changed the
subject by referring to some general topic,
aud managed to appear interested, until,
their ways diverging, they parted with
courteous forms of speech.
81 donjt liza thot snid Mr. Rray TO HIM