Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1863-04-02
Ashamed of her Father.

warm hearted child. A new house haG
been erected on high hill near, by Q
fine gentleman from the city; and Sal
lie was quite delighted to see IN his car
riage, drawn by two bay horses, swee
little girl about her own age. Once
WHEEL She was in the shop, they stopped
to say something to Giles about shoeing
, the horses, and Sallie smiled at Lucy
who in return threw her nice red ap
= pie. She caught it so nicely that they
3 both laughed heartily and became friends;
, for little children have none of that mean
f pride which we sometimes see among
cider pensis. I'LL .h4y ars fought -
One day, when Sallie was dressed
very neatly, she asked leave to take a
walk, ard bent her steps toward the man.
sion 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 gray pony which
the coachman was leading carefully By
the bride. She drove up to the wall
and asked in kind voice, have you
berries to sell, little girl P
She laughed, and said, No I'm Sal
lie; don't you remember me, l came to
play with you little while. May that
man open the iron gate for me? 1t is
very heavy
I would like to play with you and let
you ride on my pony, replied pleasant
little Lucy, 'but know mamma would
not allow me to play with you.
why not? asked Sallie in wonder.
never say naughty words, and I'm all
dressed clean this after noon
| Oh said Lucy, it is because your
father works with his shirt sleeves rolled
up and has smutty face and hands
oh, the smut washes off = replied the
innocent child He is always clean in
the evening and when he has his Sun
day clothes on, he's the handsomest man
in the world. Mother is pretty all the
time 'r. ..H.
.Oh, but-mmma would not let you
in I know, because your father shoes
horses added lucy.
That is no h,rm, is it? Don't your
father want his horses shod 2 asked the
wonder struck Slllle.
Yes; but he won't let me play with
poor peoples Children answered Lucy.
We're not poor, we're very rich ; re-
piled Sallc. Father owns the house
and the shop and we've got cow and a
calf. and twenty chickens. and the darl.
. [ingest little baby boy in the world !
But after all this argument little Lucy
shook her head sadly and said, i
wouldn't dare to ask you in; but Iii
give you some flowers.
So Salie went back over fence and
wall wondering much at what had pass
ed. Then for the first time in her life
she wished her father would wear his
Sunday clothes every day just as the
minister, and the doctor and Lucys faith
er did. She felt almost ashamed of him
so noble, and kind and good-as she
entered the shop to wait for hun. She
stood by the forge trying to enjoy the
sight of the sparks as they danced and
fought each other after stroke OF the
hammer. But her thoughts were so
troubled that she could not see them, nor
the beautiful pictures which she always
found before the blazing fire; noun
tains, castles, churches, angels all were
gone, and there was nothing left in the
shop but a coal fire, hot sparks, and
smntty man Tears came into Salllc s
ewes, but she crowded them back because
she could not tell why she shed them.
The fire was out; the blacksmith
pulled off his apron, laid aside his ham
mer, and took the soft hand of Sallie in
his own hard and smutty one. For the
first time in her life she withdrew it to
. see if the black came off. just then the
cars came in cracking and whizzing
, and to her joy she saw little Lucy or
= the platform waiting for her father
. The conductor helped him from the
steps, and he called out to Lucy, Take
nv hand, child ; but she put both hel
hands up to her face to hide ii, ane
sprung back int to the carriage, alone
while the coachman. with a blushine
, face, almost lifted the finely dressed gen
tleman into it. Oh, what sad sight
He had been drinking wine till his reason
I was gone, xrd nc couid not walk, 30 iis
own sweet child was ashamed of him.
: Then Sallie grasped the hard hand OF
3 Giles, not caring now whether the smuI
rubbed off or not, and told him all tina,
was in her heart. oh, father. she
cried, Il was SO wicked that l was jus
beginning to be ashamed of you because
. your face was black, and you did no
! , dress up like gentleman all the time
1 am so glad you are blacksmith in
stead of a drunken man Poor, poo
little Lucy! She is ashamed Of her faith
: er although he has on fine coat ant
= gold buttons on his shirt
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