Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1864-03-19
Done at Once, Not Forgotten.
For the Sunday School Boys.

W "e OH"uUy 1IfSVVt OOPS.
Charley Allen was first rate boy. You
would have all liked him. He was a
sunny tempered boy! bis eyes laughed aud
bis mouth laughed; aud it seemed as f eve.
ry cnrl Oh bis head laughed TO- In fact.
you would know him among thousand, for
the cleverest. kindest aud mos, obIiging,
high spirited fellow out. Ii little girl
fell aud dropped her books, Charley was
sore TO come along, pick her up, and put
everything to rights with such merry
smiles as dried the chilPs tears before she
could take up her apron. If an old or
lex or poor person wanted an erran1
done, they always looked out far Cha lie
sure that there ~o lid be pleasant wor
and ready help.
Many Il story could be told OF him which
would make every selfish, cross boy ashamed
Of himself. Every body aud everything low.
ed him; the very dogs 10 the streets would
leave their masters, aud run after him, the
moment they heard bis step; aud, the good
will OF dog you know is not to be despis-
ed
On Saturday afternoon. Charlie was bent
on having good time. He had flushed
the week well.-good matks at school aud
good marks at home He had striven oil
he week against one great fault with
marked success. He was very forget
ful. He was very often at the foot of bis
classes because he forgot 10 carry bis books
home at night; and sometimes, dearly as
hey loved him al home. he made the whole
bmily unhappy and out OF order abon'
,ome hing he had forgotten, This Salur
day, he felt as we all 30 when we tried to
10 right. Unusually happy. be was going
TO John Smiths TO hunt up other boys for o
right good lime; aud on bis way, he hear
knock against the window glass in u small
brown house he was passing. Charlie stop
ped If any one wanted him, be was the
| BOY, of conrse. In moment an old wo
mau opened the door httle way, and put
her head our.
"Charle Allen, where are You. going?"
"Oh! nowhere IN particular, only of
to play. You don't want anything dc
your
"Yes; our little Jenny is took down
mighty tad, and we want DR.. Saller ii>l
as soon MS we can get him"
"Dr. Saler llvts next to the squire's
house, Well III run right away I'm
glad you happened TO see me-"
''Tbank you now much and kindly
Jrmmy's proper bad. Tell him TO come
quick"
Yes, that will"
And Charlie. who knew Jenny as a lit
tie Irish boy whom his mother had often
employed around her garden, started with
speed after Dr. Salrer. He had only gone
"a short distance before be mel Johu Smith
20 Charlie!" said John, "how lucky |
met yon. You are he very one / want.
ed Come. Joe Bates has got bis big boat
out. and he is going TO row Us down 10
Chimney Point He says the lake is
smooth as glass; but be thinks, by the
ouds, there will be fine hleeze to bring
US back, without touching an oar.n
"Splenddl' said Charlie, "wait till 1 ron
aud ask my father"
Il met your father, and be said. il Joe
was going, you might. aud that / could tell
you so, because you have not moment to
lose.
Now Charley had been brought up by
very pious mother; and for moment the
wonder flashed over his happy heart, wheth
er God was not tending this for a reward
to him for trying to be good; everything
was delightful In moment, he aud
John were running for the lake, where the
! pretty green boat lay dancing on the wa
: Ter There. too. we're the boys who were
to compose lhe party; aud such merry
shout as they sent up when they saw ] OH
aud Charlie, never was heard before, or 81
at least Charlie thought. What an after
ooon of enjoyment it was, you can imagine
boys. Et ~ AHr
1t seemed impossible to the party thai
! he afternoon had passed; and when joel
breeze that he had foretold came up, anC
r hey went scuddng home before a good
wind, it would be Impossible to tell yor
the many happy and funny things they
said and did. Well, they had so good q
time that they we're tired; and when, jus,
at dusk, Charlie reached home. be threw
himself DOWN full length on the floor in biz
mothers room, aud declared thar he neVeI
was so tired in his le. While he was ly
ug there. his father came ip. Charlie saw
! at once that be was 10 too careless . posi-
tion. He got mp and sat 10 Q chair, bu
his father 'ook no notice Of him even then
and a. last Charlie asked ~ ess'A ~
Father. what Is the mattery
"A vey sad Thing, Charlie, Zone you
moi her will feel very much for. Litll'
Jenny Sullivan is dead. asT assIst5
'Deadl exclaimed Charlie. now for th
6rsi ,ims recpllecsipg the errand upon
which be had been seut.-'desdI not dead
Yes, Charlie, desdi He seemed I,
hare 6s; aud when the physician rssch
cd The house IL was TOO late TO save him