The Plymouth Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1869-1941, 1870-09-15
BERRIES AMER.

"PERTIE, dear BERTHE, will you not Say
good night to mey" pleaded the sweet
voice of Minnie Hamilton.
"No!" he replied, angrily pushing her
away from him.
"Come now. BERTHE, do forgive me, and
LET us kiss anu be friends; will you not,
BERTHE, DEAR"
He answered her not, but only looked
sulkily out of the window. Minnie's blue
eyes filed with tears.
:" You know did not spoil your kite
on purpose, dear brother" she said.
"Brt it is my bed time and II you VIII
not forgive me | must pray TO God, and
the child left the room.
Five minutes after she was kncelins in
her own little chamber and pleading al
the throne of grace on her brothers be
half Her prayer was simple, but the
Good Shepherd did not despise even thus
little one of his flock.
Dear, kind Savior" she pleaded, in
earnest chiidlike accents, do please
make dear BERTHE forgive me. L am so
sorry made him angry, but / did nof
mean TO do SO. Pour into his heart Thy
HOLY Spirit, and LET him love me again;
and may he grow mp great and good
man. and be q comfort 20 his dear mann
mat Dear Jesu-, please hear me, though
I am a wicked, sinful child, ana make US
live very happily together on earth, and
when thou seest fit grant, most gracious
God, that we may meet at tiny great
white throne, where all is peace and love,
and Join dear papa in singing glory, glory,
glory"
Aud then the little one, after commend
inc herself to her Heavenly Fathers Keep
ing. Law down to rest. The moon sh0ne
in ut the window, and revealed the lovely
child as she TRANQUILITY slept. One little
arm was thrown carelessly on the snowy
counterpane, with which IL Wed Tor white
ness. while the long gol1en hair was
toesct, back from the pale brow The soft,
silky eyelashes shaded dimpled checks, or
which the roseate hue OF sleep rested. g
beautiful revelation from the home 81
light the slumbering child appeared. her
little hands clasped tightly small text
book, and ever ana aion s"ees shitS
parted her cherub lips.
The sun shone brightly the next morn
ing: flowers of thousand varied hues
Welded their delicious perfumes, each one
= reminder in itself of the great and glori-
ons Giyer of all good things. BERTHE, who
had PASSED a restless, slceplcss night,
arose early with Dat, rminailon of seek
inc his li.tle sister and asking her. pardon.
Hastily he dressed himself and hurried
down stairs The breakfast Was still an
touched. and neither MIR. Hamilton nor
Minnie was there.
"P.rhsps my sister is in the school
room" he said 10 himself; " will GO and
see."
lie was fastening in that direction
= hen he met his mother, weeping biticr-
lv She needed not her child's inquiry of
wsat was the matter. Where Is Min
nieY" nj length Beriie asked, anxiously-
Mrs. Hamilton suppressed her grief AUD
holding out her hand, laid very sadly,
Come and see"
Trcmblingly BERTHE followed his moth
er. A feeling of dread and awe crcpt over
MIN. he scarcely knew wherefore. MIS-:
Hamilton stopped At Minnie's door, and
gently opened it. ., what a picture was
revealed 10 Berries gael There, indeed,
Law his sister, but how Asleep All,
more than thst, for she would never
awake again-never ask IN lmpl"rinS ac-
cents. Wont You say good night. dear
Berties"
ia. flush that in sleep had looked so
lovely, WAS now gone, aud her i-alnres'
though beautiful in death, were pale As
marble The pretty flower had been
| culied ere midday had scOrched II. No
more p-onld storms mar its loveliness;
transnlsnted To brighter and happier
land. II reared its head where IL should
newer fade, OK droop, or die.
80 msmma. mamma cried Berthe, IN
- tome of anguish, "win She never speak
| Ia ne againY Shall l never, never see
her more"
Il trust So, my boy. Dear Minnie is
only gone before; will you not try To
walk in her footstepsf Then, my child,
won viii meet her again IN that place
where parting is no more.
81. can never 60 Ia her, mamma;
am a naughty, wicked, selfish by, anu
She was SO good aud gentle. Mamma, !
would not saw good night 10 her last even
| ing" and BERTHE hid has face on Mrs.
Hsmilton's shoulder and wept conyui-
sively.
flush, hush, dear Berthe, and tell me
what you mean.
Amid suffocating sobs the little boy
told his mother how nc had been playing
with his sister the previous evening, anu
accidentally Minnie had stepped ON hs
kite and broken IL
And O, mamms,' ne said, in conciu-
sion, IL was In such passion that
would not forgive her, though sne oeSgcu
SO hard. | little thought when she ieit
the room should never see her alive
again. Minnie, dear Minnie : and sgaln
the chid's grief became uncontrollable. ,
Mrs Hamilton WAS scarcely less Affected
than her boy; but in few minutes she
said gently, "Shall We pray, dear Berue,
that God viii enable you Tor the iuture
To strive to govern your temper
And there, 10y the loved one S side, they
kneeled-the mother and her boy Der
tie never forgot his sister, and long alter
he used To look back ON that hour a. the
one in which he first really prayed VI
conquer his evil passions.
MInnie's prayer Was answered, ior Der
tie lived 10 grow ups great AMI GOOD
[ man." but the remembrance oil his last
verbs to his little sister never ceased u
/ bring with il pang oil r.Proach' ~
thst you, dear children, would strive daily
and pray more earnestly TO govern your
tempers! One unkind word may De
source of lasting grief 10 you; one crue
. blow the sorrow OF a life time. AK 0od
then, to help you by his Holy sprit t6
, love one another. Then, when tie shall
! call you To your eternal home, Jesus shsi
/ carry you In his bosom, and You shal
unite with the little lambs OF his Told II
! praising and loving God foreVer.-oeses'
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