The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1867-02-01

i you SGo ulIS. Il Gill 10 Ul6 uOOI!
Only to the gate; the carriage was
coming out. She asked me to go with
her to the depot"
did you goln f4t,~tak
" I did not. / went to the forge.
Mother, what was it about that lock?
Did Mr.. Fem cheat father out of it?'
My son! where did you get such
an ldeap" nVEwAHfF aEfIn5s9
They say it WASH t fair. Did father
sell the patent?'' poo" ~
" He made his arrangements with
Mr.. Fem. Whatever they were, they
satisfied him. Some one has given
you dose of poison, Edward. j aQo
1t won't kill me- he said, look
ing at his mother, fixing his gaze upon
her as if endeavoring to read her
secret mind; at the same time she
found herself undertaking a like in
vestigation, and unable to determine
what course his thoughts were taking.
II don't believe Mr.. Fem was fail"
There was nothing now to do but
to probe this wound and dress
it. Hannah undertook the operation,
but after all was over she saw that
there would be'a scar.
Later .inqthe evening she, remem.
bered the errand on which Mrs. Fem
had come to the house. She had not
intended to speak of it toathe boy,
until his father had decided the
question; but now she said, to turn
his thoughts in a new direction,
assMrs. Fem has invited us all to go
to the mountains. with them next
week IF your father cannot CO.,
think he will like to have you go,
Ned.
/ will not said he, fercely.
Silly child-you are right, she
answered. You shall not I would
not wish my friends to be so much
burdened, neither would your father"
| have not the time to spare, /"
said he, more gently. 8 Father said [
was not getting on with my lessons as
he expected. 1t is because of those
ducks and hens / am going to work,
mother. / ought to be getting ready
to do something. am twelve years
DID," an 1o sn M
Il am thirty-six, and all that have
done may be seen In this ROOM was
his mothers answer II hope my son
will work to better purpose"
The sad tone in her voice seemed to
be the magic that unlocked the boys
soul. His features relaxed, the reso-
lutte pride that glittered in his eyes
disappeared, softer light filled its
place. He went and sat down close
beside his mother held her hand,
kissed it. Father knows what you
have done, and SO do 1; so do all the
people round, ssaid he.1f auIe 3s.isai
I None of the family went with the
Fenns on their Journey. They all
thought they could not, so of course
they could not. The people needed
the minister, the house had need of
the ministers wife, the books wanted
Edward. When Matthew came home,
Hannah said to him, fao
5sHb You must look after that boy.
Somebody has done him great in
jury talking about Mr.. Fem and the
lock. I cannot get him to go over
there, he has taken such dislike. I" g
Matthew in his way did his best,
but the boy in the meanwhile was
surveying his father as he had never
done before, investigating the man
who had not proved capable of man
aging his own affairs with discretion,
allowing another to control them to
his harm. His mother looked on with
anxiety and thought of those words
she had spoken with a. shudder to
Margaret Fem; indeed, she had
never forgotten them since they were
spoken. The boy had his own devil.
At fifteen, Edward began to teach.
He collected his scholars. from the
neighborhood, though in the Summer
some of them came from Belmot, and
some from Chester, and some even
from Greene, because he was the son
of his father. Beside these children
of residents, there were others whose
parents spent the season on the
riverside and were glad to put their
boys and girls into the hands of one
who was so fortunate as to bear the
name of Jones. Edward not only
taught in these days, he studied; the
best hours were those he spent in his
fathers workshop. .9 15
al" / do not like the way the boy
works, said his father to Han
nah. "One would think he was
possessed with the notion that the |
world would stop going, if he did"
!" 1t cannot be helped" said the
neither q He must see with his own
eyes how useless it is We cannot |
convince him. His pride has made /
him ambitious. He must have sue
cesses or failures, Matthew, can you |
tell which would be best for him? [ |
cannot. Success might encourage him,
but would not failure? Would he |
not thrive on any kind of food? %
Ny father did, Z said Matthew. |
He succeeded at last splendidly ~
Hannah looked at her husband |
with wonder-only for a second
then she caught his meaning.
! Y eSIL but Edward womb NOT call |