Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1861-03-09

Harlow worried himself and all abou, him. The
oil Of good humor would have bad a wonderful
effect upon The machinery Of business, but be did
not think OF that. Yet Mr.. Harlow, was not, by
any means, a cross and surly man-usually, he
was most bland and cheerful, but too much care
unstrung his nervee, and weakened his self
control.
Late in tho afternoon, he received a message
from a business firm in New York, and he was
more hurried and troubled than before.
Here, Andrew Chase, he called, in a perempto-
ry tone, This packet must 60 to New York; the
mail has closed. but it can 60 by express. Hurry,
you have just five inmates to take it to the depot.
1t is Of great Importance; don't fail to get it ex-
pressed"
Yes, sir, said Andrew; Ill run every step Of
the waJP and eager to do bic master any favor,
that he might, in SOM measure, atone for his care
lessness in the morning, no darted Town the street.
Half an hour elapsed, and Andrew returned with
slow and reluctant steps, the packet still in his
hand.
What! how is thisH' exclaimed Mr.. Harlow, in
angry disapp ointment. Were you too later
Yes, sir, IL
But you had full Eve minutes time, and you
could have walked, and got there soon enough. II
is too badl Here it is Saturday night. Too bad
TOO badl'
i am sorry, sir; | started on o full run, but
stopped, for there was q child 10 the street, and a
horse
Never mind-don't tell me all the why's and
wherefores. You knew that it was of the greatest
importance that you should stop for nothing at all.
You had no business to stop, or to turn right or
left. If l can't tSust you in such matters, l con
trust you in nothing. Go to the head clerk and
get your wages, and henceforth / will dispense
with your servioes.'
Mr.. Harlow, do hear what l have to say! l saw
the child was in great daDgcr-in a moment
more
'ob, pshaw!' interrupted Mr., Harlow, with an
impatient wave of the hand, children are in the
streets all of the time; it is a HoOr excuse for de-
lay in such a matter. Go, Andrew Chase; your
carelessness has done me enough damage for one
day.
The boy stood for a moment, hesitating, flushed
and angry; once his lips parted, as if he wouli
again attempt his seli-defence; then with a proud,
hah-triumphant light in lis eye, he turned away.
Mr.. Harlow was puzzled with the meaning of
that last glance.
Another message from New York. Now, Mr..
Harlow was glad the packet had not gone-all
was right. 1t was a lucky accident which had de-
layed Andrew Chase.
Has Andrew gomez he hastily inquired of his
clerk.
Yes; l gave him his wages, and he bade me
goodbye lie seemed to feel very badly, SIR
Mr.. Harlow began to regret his impetuosity. Il
ought to have listened TO his excuse he said to
himself; and then he remembered with added
pain, that Andrews mother was a widow with
several children, and depended much on his earn
ings.
A. evening. when Mr.. Harlow sat down to the
table with his family, he was dissatisfied and un-
happy. His wife had been 20 the city with her
youngest child, and she had many pleasant things
to tell him, and purchases to show, but it was with
difficulty be replied to her remarks. He soon re-
tired to the parlor, threw himself into his arm
chair, and took up the evening paper. Ellen sal
down to the piano, and ran her fingers lightly over
the keys; Nelson was occupied with his book, and
the younger children sat upon the carpet playing
with their toys.
Eddie, you naughty boy, let my house alone.
called out Harry, in a cross voice, and he caughl
up q little building-biock and threw it at his
brother.
The block did not bit Eddie, but, half grieved
and halEaugry, he began to cry, and say bad
naughty Harry
Mr.. Harlow started, and his first impulse wa,
to punish Harry instantly and severely, bu. Ellen
the p~eacemaker, was before him, and he wisely
resumed his seat in silence.
Don't cry, little Eddie said the sisters gentle
voice.
'Harry's a cross boy sobbed the child.
Il don't care; he knocked my block-house.'
Harry said Ellen, last night when you CRIED
t Sweet Echo what did the echo say in reply,'
: "Why, Sweet Echo,'" said the child, will
d sudden interest. You know il said the words ",
Is did,
y If you had called out in q loud, cross voice
n Naughty Echo, stop talking to me- what woulc
it have said 2"
"Stop talking to me 7" said Harry, laughing
Is "And if you had said Dear Echo, / love you
is would it not have said in the same tone, L Low
be you r."
Yes"
H. Now the little brothers stood close by the sic
"a of Ellen, looking up eagerly into her face. A
Of Tux dukoI w a quChOuO0 ~ IOuuk ucdItb,
"Did you not know, Harry, we oil have an eel
NJ in our hearts When dear mother speaks to
o. so kindly and sweetly. how We love her and
he We don't reply in the same words. We do in t
az same tone. And when you speak unkindly
on little Eddie, how quick he pouts.and says 'Nauq
he ~ HarryP 1t is the little echo in his heart answ'
Mt, ing you. Now, il yeu bad been angry, but had So
al. please. Eddie. don't throw my blocks down.
a would have stepped one side very quickly. A
you not sorry you made him angry. and tried
Ala hurt bim?"
of Harry looked upon the besutiful face Of Ed
asst which was smiling now, though there was
glitter Of tears upon his iasbes, aud with a e
i,h Of love and penitenee, he flung his arms abb
vas him, and Rugged and kissed him heartily.
,ng Mr.. Harlow witnessed this scene with mi
eyes. Ellen bad uncOnsciousiy given him the
to his dependency. In the echo-chamber of