Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1871-03-22
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The Boy who lived in a Glass House

him.
But when, after he had resided in the
glass house for long while, he found peO-
pie did not come to look at him as much
rs he had expected, he spent some time in
thinking what was the reason and what he
should do and at last resolved TO 90 and
throw stones at other folks, in order to
make them admire him in his glass house.
One day, for instance, he sailed forth,
and looked over garden wall, and saw in
the garden some little girls and boys play
ing at battledore and shuttlecock.
How very untidy your back hair is,
he said to one of the young ladies' l
should be ashamed of it if l were you.
And with that he walked away, after hav
ing thrown a stone over into the garden,
repeating, l should be ashamed Of it if l
was you
Should you, though said the young
lady's brother, springing up, jumping over
the wall and following him to the z Ass
house that be lived in.
When the little boy-who was, we may
as well mention at once, known as Censo-
rious Simon-had got to the glass house,
he sat down, looking very contented with
himself, for the people to look at. But he
had not observed that the young lady's
brother had followed close behind him,
and, in fact that he was now looking in
upon him.
There you are, with your bOot-lace all
down says the brother, should be
ashamed Of it if l was you
And so saying, he threw a stone at the
glass house OF course one of the panes
was cracked, and Censorious Simon, who
had not noticed his boot-lace was down,
had to mend the pane with putty, or some
thing, as well as he could. This vexed
him very much, because the part where
the mend was made interrupted peoples
view Of his projections.
The very next day, as he was going
along, he overheard little boy, who was
on his way to school, repeating his lesson
to himself, and saying n1an-man, erS-ers,
manners, Dzat-mat, eT-er, matter. 50 he
took a pencil and piece of paper out of
his pocket, and wrote, What makes you
spell so bad ? and he signed this, Cen
serious Simon, Glass House., for he was
very proud, and, wrapping his paper round
a stone, flung it at the little boy. The
following day whack came a stone, wrapped
up in piece of paper, clean through
pane Of glass, and inside was written
. What makes you write bad for badly?
Censorious Simon was very vexed with the
world, and said to himself, Ny mistake
was only an accident, of course. But
there was now another flaw in his glass
house, and if people came to admire him,
there would now be t1co spots to hinder
their view of his beauty. This he did not
at all like, but he mended the place as
well as he was able, and sat down as be-
fore, to be looked at
Another time Censorious Simon came
across some boys 'hishing two dogs at
each other, and said, | should be ashamed
of myself if was you, to be so cruel
'Oh said the boys, we know yo,l, and
where you live so you'd better be off.
So Censorious Simon thought to himself
They are rude to me, but that Is because
l am great moralist, and they hate me
At all events, it is plain that 1 am now q
public character, and that my talents and
my residence are beginning to attract at
tention. So he threw a stone at the cruel
boys, and went his way.
/ like to throw a stone, said he to
himself; it brings things home to peoples
minds Besides, the Jews used to throw
stones at people till they died, when people
did wrong so it is scriptural'
If there was one thing upon which, next
to his morality, Simon prided himself, it
was his skill in science, and he was Just
now paying considerable attention to ento-
mology. The very next day after he re-
buked the boys for setting the dogs on to
fight each other, he was closely absorbed
in doing some specimens but Just as he
was driving in pin through the head Of a
butterfly, he happened to glance up, and
saw that the two boys who had made the
dogs fight were looking at him. They
will think great deal of my scientific at
tainments,' thought he; but Just at that
very moment the boys withdrew to a safe
distance, and sent each a big stone whiz.
zing through his glass house, shouting
Who tortured the butterfly ? | should
be ashamed Of myself if l was you, to be
so cruel Here were two more holes at
once in the glass house, so that Just that
part of 1t began to look quite ugly, and
the view was seriously INSTRUCTED
OuC Jay OOhSOllOuS ClluOu was luNlleu
to a party, and soon discovered that peo-
pie were afraid of him, he was such a
great moralist. So he went up to a young
lady who seemed rather dull, and said in a
loud voice
We'll, what makes you look so melan-
choly?
And the young lady made answer:
oh, sir,'-she called him sir be.
cause she had heard he was a moralst-
Oh, sir, l am going back to boarding.
school next Monday, and it makes me dull
to think of parting with my papa and
mamma so soon.'
Oh, pooh says Simon, you should
not feel dull never do Now there were
no stones just about there, of course, but
still he did not like to break his rule. So
at Supper time, when they had damsor
tart, he took up one of the kernels lin the
shell, you know, and watching his oppor.
tunity, called out across the table to the
young lady
Don't fret, never do; at the same
time filliping the damson-stone at hel
shoulder, and laughing. Nobody inter
fsred, because he was such a severe NOR
alist, but the young lady had cousin a
the party who was very fond of her. anc
rather sly. This cousin walked up to Cen
serious Simon's glass house the very mex
day, and looked softly in ; and what Should
he see there but Simon blubbering away
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