The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1870-09-11
JUVENILE COLUMN.
THE GOLDEN RULE.

naG - tne 0OAueu hule, mamma ]"
asked Katy.
"Doing az, you'd be done by. Now, sup
pose Willy had two apples and you had
none, wouldn't you like him to share with
your
eyes, ma'am," and as she answered she
willy.
"Now, I've kept the Golden Rule, NAM
ma, haven't I" said Katy.
"Yes, dear; you've kept it outside, and
l hope inside, too"
In your heart, as we cay that is, in
your feelings. You were glad to share
your apples with Willy. It was pleasant
for you to see him eat one of them"
Katy winked her eyes, and looked rather
uncertain.
81 gave him the biggest one," she said.
'And he is enjoying it SO much, dear
little fellow"
$50 he is; and I'm glad he got it," re-
piled Katy, with heartiness of manner
not shown before.
"You'll remember the Golden Rule, |
won't you dear Z" asked Mrs. Leonard.
eyes, ma'am. It's doing as we would be
done by"
eyes, that's what is called the Golden
Rule"
Everybody don't keep it," said Katy,
her face putting on a serious look.
ono, dear I'm sorry to say that every
body does not"
"Sister Jane don't keep it." Katy knit
her forehead into deep wrinkles as she
said this.
Why, Katy" exclaimed Jane, young
lady of twenty, turning half smiling,
half-serious face on her little sister.
f"Well, now, you don't, Jane, or you
wouldn't have put Miss Preston up in that
cold room to work, aud her clothes all wet
with rain. And Sally didn't keep it when
- Ia l., IL, oclr-
ed her to go to the kitchen fire and dry
herself. She keeps coughing all the time,
and looks as white as Mrs. Baker did just
before she died. She wouldn't have bad a
bit of lunch if l hadn't leased Sally, and
said I'd tell mother; and anyhow she didn't
get it till after two o'clock, and she'd been
| working ever since seven."
Mrs. Leonard laid down the book she had
been reading, and went hastily up stairs.
Pushing open the door of back chamber
used as q sewing-room, she found Miss
Preston sitting with her hand held tightly
against her forehead. The girl started and
took up the work which had been lying on
her lap, her pale face reddening slightly,
but instantly growing white as from sud
den pain.
a kind voice.
"My head is aching badly" replied Miss
Preston, and as she spoke she coughed a
hoarse, rafting cough. And now there
came two faint red spots on her cheeks.
Mrs. Leonard took hold of her hands and
found them dry and hot.
"My dear child" she exclaimed, in a
voice of concern, "this will never do (!
You are sick. had no idea of this. Lay
by:your work and come out of this room.
1t is damp and chilly. wonder you were
put here without fire."
"I think I'd better 60 home," said Miss
Preston, IN sluggish kind of way. To-
| hatfar and frv to come
round again."
. She rose to her feet, but as she did sc
she became faint, and would have fallen t.
the floor if Mrs. Leonard had not caught
her in her arms.
1t was more than half an hour before the
young seamstress came back to life. Then
she found herself lying on bed, with
anxious faces around her. She. tried to
rise, but could only lift her head O little
way from the pillow and then sink back
again. 80,
Leonard, speaking a low, anxious voice to
!, the ph ysician, after he had prescribed and
was about leaving the house, "but not
dangerous, hope Z"
Dangerous enough to require great
care" said the doctor.
"She will have every possible attention
from u.s. said Mrs. Leonard, " and l want
YOU to see her just as often as her case may
require"
PLY his medicines acted quickly, and in q
few hours Miss Preston was free from pain
and breathing easily. But it was week
before she was we'll enough to leave he,
room, and a week longer before she could
get to work again. During all that time
she remained with Mrs. Leonard, who
nursed her and cared for her as faithfully
/ as if she had been her own child.
, Let this be a lesson to you and for al
l of us,'' said Mrs. Leonard to her daughter
t Jane after the worst was over. eve can
y not keep the Golden Rule and be inditfcr
e ent to the comfort or happiness Of any one
no matter how obscure or humble. Iblnl
. how near this poor girl came OF dying
a through our neglect! And even as 1T is
n she may never again be as well as before
|. this .illness, for which we are chiefly tt
: blame. Chiidren'S Hour.
THE BIRD WITH Two SoNGs.-We wer
@ standing in the garden with stranger, on
: cloudy, chilly, unsummerlike afternoon il
June. Near us was a large clump of lila
bushes, into which we saw bird OF 1
f dingy, faded black color fly. Presently sh'
!, broke out into what perhaps, she called I
9 song but it was in reality like the fla
d squalling of an old cat.
: -"Yaah yaah !" she continued to cry.
1; "Pray," said the stranger, "what bird Ii
d that making such horrible noise 2"
Y "That, sir, is the cat bird"
u al should think 80, and a burnt cat, too
Q I thought it homely enough to the eye, bu
? ! +bo ooIor ;o =, othi m a. IN the screeCh.n