The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1863-05-29
Au Suterestius Story,
From Peterron's Magazine for June !
THE LITTLE lSHMAELlTE.
"Martin I Martin I"

The boy rushed down the hill without
paying the slightest attention to the sum
mons. and the other returned to the school
room to report the illsuccess OF his errand
think ~ the creature dashed along. he
had some wild purpose OF running forever
beyond the sight or knowledge OF any bod y
who had ever known him but as he came
10 sight Of the familiar house. where he had
been all his young life a sort Of modern
IshmaeI. his feelings changed.
He turned toward il directly, few up the
pretty yard. and burst into the room where
Mr.. Walters was sitting with his young
wife exaspcrating tho fa her to the last de-
gree, and causing Mrs. Walters TO spring
quite from her chair. not been accustomed
20 such theatrical surprises.
'Are you crazy, sir - Mr.. Walters be- |
gan, grasping him by the COLLAR Of his
jacket.
"You can beat me - quick - you like -
shouted Martin, breathless between running
and excitement. 'Old Marshall tried to
whale me. and SHE'D an inkstsnd at him
II aiway. said I would, and I did--and
I'd killed him--thers II you make me go
back I'll run away"
Nv that time he had reached the point
where his passion could only find vent in
sobs and a. he was not boy who cried
essily, il was q very tumultuous proceeding
indeed.
Mr.. Walters grasped his collar more
tightly: but his wife whispered,
ale, him 90 for tho present. He is in no
state either for talking or punishment"
go up to your room. SIR. said Mr..
Walters. pushing away; don't show your
face again until give you leave"
"You may JUS, as we'll p--pound me n
now r. spluttered Martin. "l'll never say
pm sorry. l wish had broke his head
i do!'
His wife's gentle, but firm pressure Of his
arm, restrained Mr.. Walters, and he merely
repeated his order to the boy. who tramped
out in still greater state OF insane excite
ment.
..He il like Q wild animal T. exclaimed
Mr.. Walters, after an instant's silence II
don't know what to do with him. He will
live to be the disgrace OF his whole family
"A young lshmselite."
"As he is not eleven years." she replied.
quietly. 'there is time enough for good
deal Of change
II feel quite hopeless" said Mr.. Walters.
sitting down in his easy chair. "He never
was ike nv other children; Florence is as
obedieut as girl can be and there never
was sweeter child than Robby."
latter all. oughtn't one to have more
svmpathy for him on account Of that unfor-
tunate temperament? l always feel sorry
for excite able children-I believe their ill
doings proceed from that"
Mr.. Walters looked at her in considerabl,
astopishment. He understood what sym
patby for child in illness meant but tar
ther than that he had never gone.
II don't quite understand" he said
rather ccldly. DO you mean that chill
ought not to be punished when he has don
wrong ?"
mo but I would rather allow him t
20 unreproved than punish him once whe
he did not deserve It."
III don't think he could be punishe
suniss," returned Mr.. Walters, wra,htulll
''Why, We have only been married month
and has there been a day shat he has nj
been guilty Of some atrocityl He insults
you-he ecd"d me-"
my dear .l3Ni ;, elember that, in a
probability. sono one had been filing h
IN all sorts Of stories about s,el
mothers-to me his feeling appears by n
means unnatural. You say yourself tn.
lc never seemed to love any one but b
mother. I think nigh, have felt jus, I
he did wasn't . good child myself,
vou Gee I can understand him better
She said this blushipg and hesitatin
fearful Of interfering more than was b
duty. ye. conscious from all she had se'
no. totally the boy was msmanaged. Al
full of sympathy for his dssolaie conditio
..wby. it's not . week since he near
killed Robby, by dropping Aower-pot
his head"
.But that was an sccidens--he was gu
broken hearted-'
He was sullen and impairment. c
his conduct 6sndish -
Il think you did not know the rose y
one his moshss had in her room." che %