Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1871-06-28

any longer This day has shown me what
all this indulgence leads to and | shall see
that there is no more Of it. Come away,
my dear, he added, to his wife. ''and leave
this wayward child ; and Arthur, let me tell
you that you shall have no food of any de-
scriptiUn until this is finished
The spoiled child began new fit of
screaming but seeing he was left to scream
to himself, he soon ceased and being very
hungry, he soon ate the supper his kind
mother had brought him.
Mr.. Stenhouse was true to his word +; and
from that day new system was begun, at
which Arthur greatly rebelled at first; but
its good effects soon began to be apparent,
though selfishness had taken too deep root
in his heart to be easily eradicated.
About ten months after this time, u great
sorrow befeh poor Rosa Mitchell Her IA
ther, who was mason, fell from the top
of high seafoiding, and was carried home
apparently in dying state Week after
week passed without much improvement.
Rosa was sitting silently beside him one
day, when she heard her mother saying to
the doctor:
is there really no hope, sir p
Il would not say that, my good woman
he replied but the chances are against
him. He should be having very generous
diet now-good port wine, and strong beef
tea. But that is not easily got, I know
and as his constitution is strong, he may
rally without it
Mrs Mitchell looked sadly distressed.
These weeks of illness had used up all her
savings; and with the prospect OF her hus-
band being still many weeks off work, to
get such things was not possible.
Rosa : arms were round her little Silver
mind
Il love you, my pretty Silverhair," she
murmured, as she bent over him; but ]
love father better.
Softly leaving the cottage, and led by
Si!verhair, she walked with "a half breaking
heart towards Mr.. Stenhouse's residence
Arthur's JOY was as great as poor Rosa's
sorrow when he found that SIIverhair was
to be his oSn, and he ran to get the pretty
brown terrier he had promised to Rosa, and
twenty dollars, the purchase money OF her
Silverhair Meanwhile Rosa sat on the
door step, still caspng the dog in her arms.
Il would not have done it, Silverhair, my
dear dear Silverhair, she sobbed you
know | would not have done it, only for
father sake - and the wise little creature
whined sadly III reply.
And so she and Silverhair parted Boun
Ger, the little substitute, of course did not
know in the least how to guide her and
when she had walked down the avenue and
passed the gate she sat down sorrowfully by
the roadside, waiting until some one should
one knew the little blind girl, and was viii
ling to help her.
''What are you doing here, Rosa, and
what has become Of Silverhair ?' asked her
chosen friend Lily Raeburn, who could
scarcely believe when Rosa told her the dog
was sold and she gladly offered to lead her
home
But first, said Rosa, take me to Stew
art tn. butchers, aud to grocer's; for |
must take home some beef and some wine
The poor chiil's spirits rose after she
made her purchases; and in the triumphant
JOY of giving them to her mother, the loss
of her favorite was for the moment, all
forgotten. She had not made the sacrifice
in vain, as her father soon began to improve
and before very many weeks was able to re-
sumo his WORK.
Bouucer was kind. merry little dog
and after while Rosa could once more
venture to walk beyond their garden under
his care
One lovely Autumn day she set out to
visit her grandmother, who lived about
m.le distant from their cottage The road
Jay along the river side. and the reapers
we're busy in the Geld above it. The air
was laden with perfume and the singing of
birds and humnjug of bees mingled with |
the sna,ches OF song that burst every now
and then from the harvest field.
Rosa tvjpped ehcerfuiIy along and both
she and BJaacer sesmed to share in the
general rejoicing. Just then rabbit eros
sed their path, and, alas Bouncer, forget
ting aitoge. her that he was now the sober
guardian of a blind child, made a wild spring /
IN pursuit OF it. The sudden jerk of the |
cord from her grasp precipitated poor Rosa
over The brink, just where there was dark,
deep pool In a moment the waters closed
over her; but almost Immediately one of
the rcapers had dashed in after her, and
in rescning her from their dark
!epths A crowd had gathered round her
Fhcn he laid her on the bank; but they
made way for Mr.. Stenhouse, who had left
bis carriage to inquire about the accident.
She Is pretty little thing, he said.
How could her parents trust her to such
dog as that?''
Did you not know, sir, said John, that
Master Arthur had bought little Rosa's dog
md this one is not half so sensible crea,
ture p
Mr.. Stenhouse had meyer inquired into
he history of Siverhair and Arthur, hav>
ng some idea that it was better not to tell
t, had said little about the dog to his ia