Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1871-06-28
THE SWEET STORY OF sILVERHAIR

y long time-ago two little children were
born on the same night but Arthur came
to live in beautiful house, and Rosa in
little cottage. There was a greater and
sadder difference between the children than
this for it matters very little to the happi
ness ofa child whether it lives in palace or
cottage, if only that palace OF that cottage
be home of love but Arthur could see
all the beauty that surrounded him, while
Rosa, poor Rosa, was blind child
As she grew up to be a little girl, no one
merely seeing her with her golden hair, and
large soft blue eyes, sitting IN the cottage
porch, would have said, There is a blind
child" but when she rose, you saw an un-
certain expression come over her face, till
the bark of a pretty little terrier told her he
was ready to be her guide, and stopping
down, she took hold of 4 cord that was fas,
tened round his neck;
She called him Silyorl,aig, because some
one told her his long silky hair shone ike
silver; and she had often wondered what
that meant. Rosa was gentle, good, and
happy child, in spite OF this great shadow
over her life Arthur, in the meantime,
with every desire gratiied, everything TO
make life pleasant around him. cried often
irom morning to night, and was fast becom
iag a selfish, discontented boy.
One bright May morning, Master Arthur
sci forth on his pony, accompanied by John,
the servant, who usually attended him. As
they cantered along toward the village, Sill
verhair, who was out on lis own account,
crossed their path.
John, john" cried Arthur, do you
see that beautiful terrier ?''
Yes, Master Arthur, I've seen it often,
replied John.
Have you? Then you know who it be
longst to, and [ must have it, - said Arthur.
You must get me it this very night.
The man looked annoyed.
Indeed, master" he said, you needn't
send me for that dog. 1t belongs to little
Rosa Mitchell and her father viii not sell
it to you"
why not?'- said Arthur Tell him
papa viii give twenty dollars for it, and
another dog into the bargain, that will dc |
as well for Rosa. She cannot see what it
Is ike, added the selfish boy
John could by no means get this new
idea out of his young masters head so in
the evening he went upon his unwclcome
mission.
Rosa and her mother we're alone IN the !
cottage; and. as be expected, they would
not sell Silverhair
'S!lyerhair, my own Silyerhair' cried
Rosa, when john was gone, ana she Eai
her favoEite in her arms. .Ny own Silver /
hair, the best dog in the whole world Did /
they think they could Jri5e us 90 sell y0u?'' /
and Siverhair wagged his tail, and licked 7
her hand. as If to thank ner; and SO they
thought the matter settled.
When Arthur, next morning. found he
could not get the dog, h. first got into
furious passion with John, aaI then declared
he would eat nothing till he got the dog
His foolish mother sent another messenger /
to the cottage. with no better success; and T
Arthur, secretly rejoicing at the annoyance .
he gave, persisted in refusing all food during /
the day. Being really delicate child, he
had almost cried himself into fever. When /
all the household, excepting herself and
Mr. Stenhouse, had gone to rest, his moth
er heard screams from Arthur room. Has
Jennings H. the passionate little boy called
out:
Il must have food. mamma. I am dying
of hunger. have rung and rung for John;
but he does not come. -
John is asleep, replied Mrs Stenhouse;
"and we need not disturb him. | made
Nancy leave some chicken and a plate of
Jelly in the dining room, in case my little
darling wished it. :"
And without waiting his answer, this too
lndulgent mother has:ened away for the
food. But Master Arthur had not yet suf-
iicicnty vented his i'll -humor. No sooner
did she return than he screamed:
1 won't have that nasty cold trash
Cook must make ME steak, or a chop, or {
,me,,hlng warm | tell you won't eat ;