The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-05-19

clothes and the baby, too, doing quietly
with her thumb in her mouth, Lucy sleeping
freshingIv, with a half smile on her parted
lips, the fire burning brightly, and the rain
beating against the windows, | was glad |
did not speak a cross sword to Lucy, and
leave her sick and alone with a deranged
kitchen, dull fire, fretful child, and a
nursing baby. What brute should have
been if | had done it."
''Yes, Of course, said Tom rather slowly
for he was just then impressed with an idea
that he, with all his good temper, had done
! it, at time not very remote But he re-
gainedhis composure by saying, ''Well, go on
this is as interesting as prize tale"
81 have but little moreto say" continued
Dick Il have considered THE matter a
great deal, and the more | consider upon il
the more L think I WON'T
"When old Scholdem is insolent to me,
when any one jostles me insultingly, when
tradesman or a fellow-craftsman treats me
rudely.my first impulse is to pay him in his
kind but when ! consider Tint it will do
me no good to do it, then think WON'T
When | am annoyed by short oonings at
home, and am tempted to find fault, [ ask
myself if Lucy is not a good tempered, in
dustrions woman, a good mother and low
ing wife, and if | don't really think she
meant to do as we'll as she might under the
circumstances, and the sharp expression
never forms on my lips, because 4 think l
won't So when the children are too noisy,
or one of them is fretful, think the noise is
oft preferable to constrained silence, and
that it is better to take the little fevered ur-
chin on ones lap. and take its little fevered
hand in yours, and tell him about CULVER
and the Lilliputians, than to cuff his ears
and send him outraged and crying to bed
| am glad that I often think won't |
| feel that have triumphed when | can say,
( 4 thought l wouldn't"
''DicE," said Tom, ''can you give me a
scrap ofpaper?"
His friend examined Lis wallet and pro-
duced piece.
Here" said he, lis the back of letter
dropped to-day in the city postofice; it is
addressed to me, and post-mark on it too,
but as it is marked paid, II hope that won't
! hurt it,
''All the better for leaving your name and
date on it, Dick" said Tom, who proceeded
to the desk, wrote something very carefully
on the paper, folded it and put it away in his
pocket book.
The two friends grew old together in their
native city. They both became prosperous
in their calling, and were noted for then
kindness to their workmen and servants, foI
amenity to the community at large, and for
their domestic happiness. They were dis
tinguished by civil honors, and made depos-
itors irresponsible trusts. They remained
fast and intimate friends, and it was source
Of happiness to them, that their children in
termarried. Thomas died first. In his last
will, be made singular provision.
"Nem. | direct that certain sealed pack
age bearing my name, shall be delivered t
my true and lifelong friend, Richard FELTON,
1t contains a gift which he made me i'll early
life; it has been to me a great source Of sue
cess, and Of domestic happiness. return I
to him now; he does not need it, but vii
be glad to receive it."
The mysterious package was produced
and opened. 1t contained only crumpled
worn and somewhat soiled scrap of paper
apparently piece Of a post marked letter
: which read as follows
July list, 1906"
RICHARD FELTON,.
Cjre5eJoa.
II THoUGHT | WOULDN'T"