The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1861-02-21

with several children, and depended much on
his earnings. ag. .4 f.1
At evening, when Mr. Harlow sat down to
the table with his family, he was dissatisfied
and unhappy. His wife had been to the city
with her youngest child, and she had many
| pleasant things to tell him, and purchases to
show, but it was with difficulty he replied to her
remarks He soon retired to the arlor, threw
himself into his am chair, and took up the ev-
evening paper Ellen sat down to the piano,
and ran her fingers lightly over the keys; Mel
son was occupied with his book, and the youn-
ger chillfen sat upon the carpet playing with
their toys.
| Eddie, you naughty boy, let my house
Alone called out Harry III a cross voice, and
he caught up little building-block and threw
it at his brother. The block did not hit Eddie,
but half greiyed and half angry, he began to
cry, and say, "bad, naughty Harry"
Mr.. Harlow started, and his first impulse
was to punish Harry instantly and severely, but
Hen, the peacemaker, was before him, and he
wisely resumed his seat in silence.
Don't cry, little Eddie" said the sisters
gentle voice.
"Harry's cross boy" sobbed the child.
81 don't care he knocked my blocl-house.
Harry said Ellen, "last night when you
cried Sweet Echo what did the echo say in
reply 2"
why Sweet Echo" said the child, with
sudden interest. ''You know it said the words
We did"
IF you had called out in loud, cross voice.
Naughty echo, stop talking to me, what would
it have said?'
Stop talking to me- said Harry laughing.
"And if you had said Dear Echo, [ love you,
would it not have said in the same tone, Il love
you 2"
"Yes."
Now the little brothers stood close by the side
of Ellen, looking up eagerly into her face. All
the anger was quenched III their young hearts.
Did you not know, Harry, there is an echo
in our hearts? When dear mother speaks to
US so kindly and SO sweetly, how we love her |
AMI if we don't reply in the same words, we do
in the same tone. And when you speak I'M
kindly to little Eddie, how quick he pouts, and
says Naughty Harry! 1t Is the little echo in
his heart answering you. Now, ifyOu had not
been angry but had said please, Eddie, DON'T
throw my blocks down, he would have stepped
one side very quickly. Are you not sorry you !
made him angry and tried to hurt him?"
Harry looked upon the beautiful face of Ed |
die, which was smiling now, though there was
the glitter of tears upon his lashes, and with a
gush of love and penitence ne flung his arms
about him, and Rugged and kissed him hearth |
ly. -. $4,000
Mr. Harlow witnessed this scene with misty
eyes. Ellen had unconciously given the key |
to his dependency. In the echo-chamber OF
his heart .he heard repeating and repeating !
the words and the deeds of. the day. 1mpa-
tient and exactlng, he had evoked a like split
in all abcEt him. Especially did he recall his in
tercourse with Andrew Chase, and he pictured |
the boy, with angry and injured feelings, sitting
in his widowed mothers home, which, though |
he thought it humble was indeed lar poorer
than his fancy painted.
"Ah, mel" he murmmed regretully, would
had done otherwise !" ~
1t is astrange, mysterious thing, this Echo, |
IL voice of Ieealory.s Seine one shas--a5aid |
that 'We have only the present; the past is |
buried and the future is yet unborn" 1t is
scarcely thus for the memories of The past, land
the hopes Of the future, gave colorlnS to, and
permeate with their spirit, the present One |
day of calm and elevated happiness is joy |
forever, for other days will borrow serenity !
IRON the light of its memory. Often look,
motion, an incident seemingly most trivial, will
awaken recoectiOns of words land deeds OF long |
ago. Pelchance we deemed them forgotten
but 10, the thoughts, the language, the acts OF
other days have come back to us, and Echo re-
peats and repeats the refrain.
And as our lives are III part moulded by those
around and they are continually awakening re-
sponses of pleasure or pain in our being, so we
in our turn, by all the influences going out
from what we do or say, are helping to make |
melody or discord in the hearts Of others.
Thoughts like these passed through the mind
of Mr.. Harlow, and he sighed again, would l
had done otherwise
Mrs. Harlow who had been with some house
hold task, now entered the room.
Ibid 1 not hear angry voices little while
ago Z" she said. Il hope my little boys have
not been quarrelling p
Harry has been unkind to Eddie" said Ell
len, 'but he is sorry and they have made it all
up"
Mrs. Harlow took Eddie upon her lap, and
gazed upon him with great tenderness.
Harry must be very kind to his darling lit
tie brother" she said, i'll voice tremulous
with emotion ;''he could not have been umkind,
and you know how nearly we lost him to-day"
"What was it mother, that happened to dear
Eddie 2" and Harry drew near to caress az ain
the pet Of the household.
q" Mr. Harlow" said the mother, my heart
has been full ever since came home to-day
Little Eddie went with me- to tie city, and he
was delighted with everything he saw and
could hardly keep him by my side. was ma
king soma purchases, and thought he was stand
ing ne}r me, when suddenly missed him. |
looked anxiously toward the door, and saw him
in the street, just before the feet Of large cart
horse the street was pretty clear at that mo
ment, but saw no escape for the child.
rushed forward, expecting to see him the next
moment crushed and mangled, when lad who
was passing caught him up with the quickness
of thong hit and with one hand seized the horses
Bride The driver swore in a great rage at the
hindrsnce, and the horse struggled and reared
beneath shower Of blows. For an instant 1t
seem that the boy would be thrown down, but
he hl Id on bravely and then sprang 10 the side
walk with little Eddie unhurt.
| g 1t was Andrew Chase he was pale and
breathless with the eXertion and excitement.-I
Oh, Mrs Harlow he exclaimed, is it your
little Eddie / thought he would be killed Oh
am thankful!
g 1 tried to thank him, and tell him my graf
itude, but he said he was in great haste-that /
must excuse him, and without listening to a
word, he ran down the street.
| This little narrative was listened to with
thrilling interest by the family group. Eddie,
the dear, youngest one, had narrowly escaped
& frightful death.
II shonld ike to shake hands with that An
drew Chase calculated Nelson, che is a brave
fellow
Yes that he is" cried Harry empbatically.
| He was a good boy" said little Sussn, with
| tears in her eyes.
Eilen's eyes quite overlooked. She took the
little fellow from his mothers arms, and gazed
lovingly into his bright, young face; she kissed
the FIRE sh, red lips and the beautiful black eyes,
and stroked the fair, curly hair, which was her
pride and the vision of that cherished one all
crushed and mutiiated, no more TO bless them
with his presence, made her shudder. But she
had him safe in her arms, and her heart went
up in gratitude to the Great Preserver, and she
| blessed the name of Andrew Chase.
''Come to papa" said Mr. Harlow, holding
out his hand, and the child sprang upon his
knee to receive a fergent embrace.
Mingled emotions Of gratitude, regret, and
shame svelled Mr.. Harlow's breast. Now ne
understood the meaning OF Andrews last half
triumphant glance, and as be pondered it over,
he could not blame the pride of spirit which
had kept the boy from saying that it was his
own child whom he had saved from death.
In the moment of angry excitement, Mr.. Har-
low thought he was trying to find excuse
for carelessness and neglect. But had he
known the facts, and had lhe child been one of
the poorest and least cared for of all the city
unfortunates, he would have approved the boy,
though his loss was great. But it was Eddie,