The Conservative. (M'connelsville, Ohio) 1866-1871, 1868-06-18

tain that Bob was the thief who stole the
little boxful from my study table, although
he sturdily denied II, and avowed that Il
was Trotty, who wept, and declared her in
nocence. He was caught in the set, Bob
by was, when he had 0een upon a chair At
the cupboard, wolhng the moist sugar, and
stood confessed before his mother, with the
brown crystals embellishing his cheeks.
"Ah Bobby, Bobby, you sad boy" ex-
claimed mamma, ''what have You been
doing2"
'Nussingr' quoth Bob, sturdily.
you naughty-naughty boy" said
mamma what did you do with the sugar
basin ?"
Took a pooh out, said Bob. %grufaly.
Il know you did, sir" said mamma,
angrily ''but what else did you do, Ell,
sir3"
There was . pause Of a few moments,
and then mamma repeated her question
What else did you do with the spoon,
Bobby7' u d. .n..
'Put him back again, said Bobby,
am sorry to have to record that Bobby
was not punished for that saccharine theft,
for mamma turned away and laughed,
while when reprimanded for her unmater
nal behavior, and reminded fthe boyint this
horn-book, who afterward bit of his moth
ers car because she4tnd not corrected hin
for theft, she, that is TO say, Bobby
mother, not the thiefs, declared that thu
story was ''all stuff, " and that the boy
Bobby-looked so sticky and comical sh'
could not help il.
That IL how the boys are spoiled anc
the longer l live the more / feel convinced
that mothers should have Q hand in theii
education.
We have had so many little fresh greer
queTies-so much salad of apiquant havol
that one has thrust the other from mem
DRY. One mite wants TO know why 1t II
that dolls hair never wants cutting an
other stands like q little astronomer, witt
widely propping legs gazing up into thu
blue vault Of heaven, and when asked o,
what he is looking, says he "its wonderful
how God could get up there" Again,
another toddles into our country red-briek.
ed kitchen, whose floor is rs great q source
of pleasure 10 our red-faced kitchen girl as
the brilliantly blacked stove over whose
l%ustrous face 50 many pounds Of pltmbago
ate expended per annum, while the red
brick door Is carefully washed before break
fast every morning, and swept and spr1nk-
led every afternoon in toddles one OF the
small philosophers 30 stare at the spotted
floor for some time, stoop down and touch
one of the wet patches with o finger, ere
the moisture is absorbed by the soft brick,
and then the b~ystnnders are with oil due
solemnity informed, that the little piece
Of importance thinks that 'Sarah's tichen
vains."
One last little incident, pipuant, but sad
and this time, too, no shaft Of mine, but OF
n brother fletcher, whose little nrrow here
displayed the barb, aud made it's wound in
displaying something ofthe selfish elements
Of the human heart.
A little sister lay o-dying, and, after due
preparation, and being t~old-wisely, or not
that one wal about TO be taken away, the
little boy was carried into tho chamber 20
say farewell TO the fading blossom, and
gaze upon her with curious eyes Then he
said, loudly
rs Milly going awayY"
eyes, darling but hush don't speak
so loud"
"Is she going up 10 heaven2 ?"
"'Yes-yes but don't speak like that.
"And will she never come back any
more 2" this time in a whisper.
mo, darling, never-never. You must
say good bye
"Ah Milly, Milly, cried the boy loudly
leaping forward to getto the bedside-'tell
me where you hid my spade before you
60 P-Once q Week.