The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1863-01-14

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Ashamed OF her Father.
Little Salis vas the daughter Of an hon>
est blacksmith, and was q. frank and warn
hearted child. A lew houses had been erec
ted on high hill near by = Gne geaueuan
rom the city, and Sallie was quite delighted
TO see in his carriage drawn by two gay hcr>
ses, sweet little girl about her own age. =
Once when she was in the shop, they stop
ped 10 say something 10 Giles about shoeing
the horses, and Ssllie smiled az Lucy, who
in return threw her great red spple. She
caught it so nicely that they both laughed
heartily and became friends. for little children
have none Of the mean pride which we some
times see among older people, till they are
taught it.
Ons day, when sallis was dressed very
neatly, sbe asked leave to take a walk, and
bent her steps toward the mansion on the
hill. She did not know how to 20 round by
the road, so she climbed over the fence and
wall till she reached the grounds, There to
her delight she saw Lucy on little grey DO
ny which the Goodman was leading carefully
| by the bride. She drove up to the wall and
asked in kind voice, ''have you berries to
sell little girls" ,~
She laughed, aud said, "No, I'm Sallie;
don't you remember me, came to play with
you little while. May that man open the
iron gate for me? It is very heayy.n =
81 would like to play with you. aud let
you ride on my pony" replied pleasant little
Lucy, "but know mamma will not allow
me to play wi h YOU" f-H.I.f..r .-.as.
"Why not?" Asked Salls in wonder; |
never say naughty words and I'm all dressed
clean this afternoon" ..-... ..
'Oh, said Lucy it IS lecause your father
works with his shirt sleeves rolled up, and
has smuity lace and hands" vs = g. Is
'Oh, the smut washes off" replied the
innocent child. ''Iie is always clean in the
evening; and when he has his Sunday clothes
on he's the handsomest man in the worldl
Mother is pretty all the tin,e!' ..'. .st.
"Oh, but mamma would not let you in
know, because your ather shoes horses, said
Lucy.
"That, is no harm is ity Don't your faith.
er want his horses shod?" Asked the won
dering Sallie. -- e, @.-
ayes; but he won't let me play with
poor peoples children, ]" answered Lucy.
"We're not poor, we'Ie very rich;" replied
Sallis. "Fatber owns the house and shop;
and we've got COW and calf and twenty
chickens, and the darlingest little baby boy
| in the world. vr #g
! But after this argument little Lucy shook
her head sadly and said, II would not dare
to ask you in,but In give you some flowers.
| 80 Sallie went back over the fence and
wall wondering much at what had passed -
Then for the first time in her lite, she wish>
ed that her father would wear his Sunday
clothes all the week; Just as the minister
and doctor and Lucy g iather did. She al
most elt ashamed OF him so noble, kin1 and
good as she entered the shop towait fer him
She stood by the forge trying to enjoy the
sight Of sparks as they danced and fou ght
each other after each stroke Of the hammer
But her thoughts were so troubled that she
could not see them, nor the beautiful pictures
which she had always found before in the
blazing fire; mountains, castles, churches.
all were gone, and there was nothing left in
the black shop but coal fire hot sparks aud
and o smutty map. Tears came into Sal.
lies eyes, but she crowded them back be,
cause she could not tell why she shed them,
The fire was OUT The blacksmith pulled
off his apron; laid aside bis hammer, and
took the soft white hand of Salie in his owr
hard smutty one. For the first time in her
life she withdrew 1t to see If the black came
off. Just then the cars came whizing and
to her joy she saw little Lucy on the plat.
form waiting for her father. The conductor
Helped him from the steps, and he called ou
to Lucy; "Iake my hand child;' bat she put
both hands up TO her face to hide it and
spring back into the carriage alone, while
the coachman with bushing face almost
lifted the finely dressed gentleman into it.
Oh what sight! He had been drinking
wine till his reason was gone; and he could
not walk SO his own sweet child was asham,
ed OF him. -a vtb@-
Then Sallie grssped the bare hand of Giles
not caring whether the smut rubbed off or
not, and told him ell that was in her heart.
"Oh father" she cried, II was Sc wicked
that was just beginning to be ashamed o.
you; because your face was black, and you
did not dress up like gentleman all the
time. Pm so glad you're blacksmith in.
stead Of being drunken mani Poor, poor
little Lucy. She is ashamed of her father
although he had op fine coat and has gold
buttons on his shirt" at 81 ~