Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1871-03-30
A Lesson for the Times.

Aunt Melinda, will you please give me
a pin,' said bright looking but STABILITY
dressed little fellow, opening the door OF
Mrs. Lanes kitchen.
Just see here added be, pointing to g
rent on the leg of his trowsers, Me and
Will Brown were playing tag, and 1 fell
down and tore this ?
why don't you run home, Johnny P
said Mrs. Lane, as she did her best to
bring together the several parts.
oh, cause mother amt to home she's
gone to the Society for clothing Destitute
Children
Destitute children" calculated Mrs
Lane, as she surveyed her nephew from
head to foot. If you don't come under
that then never a child did? Why my
dear you are all rags and tattersv
4 know it aunt responded the boy
modify, but it amt my fault Mother
she has no time to mend my clothes, and
If she did, thev would be Just as bad the
next day-so what's the use? Father
said last night that I looked like hea,
then, and he almost wished that 1 was
for then mother would think l was worth
looking after little .....-
Have you had any supper, Johnny
You look hungry
No, said he, casting longing look at
generous piece of pumpkin pie that his
aunt was cutting; mother left some cold
victuals on the table for father and me
Well interrupted the good woman,
placing the pie on plate, and adding to
it couple of doughnuts she was frying,
and slice of cheese; you just take this,
and mind you don't leave bit of it.
John lost no time in obeying his aunt's
peremptory, but by no means unpleasant
injunction, and the contents of the plate
rapidly disappeared before the energetic
and almost ravenous assault.
wish mother stayed at home just as
you do aunt he said as he opened the
door, casting longing look back upon
the cheerful, coy looking kitchen.
Declare said Mrs. Lane, as she took
up the rolling pin, and resumed her la
bors, If it isn't shame for Nancy to
neglect him. I'm actually ashamed of
him and his mother, an active member of
dozen societies As for brother John.
he is clean discouraged, and I don't won
der at it. I don't believe he comes home
to warm supper once week. It's my
belief that it's a woman's business first to
look after the comfort of her own, and
then If she hes time to look for others, all
we'll and good. Charity certainly ought
to begin at home, if it don't stay there
There's Aunt Nancy now, just coming
into the gate said her daughter Betsey,
as, looking up from the apples she was
pairing, she CHANGED to look out of the
window. Indignant as she was, it was
not in good natured Mrs. Lane to refuse
kindly greeting to her sister .in-law, who
was evidently too full of her own con.
Germs to have noticed any lack of cordial
ity. had there been any.
= How do you do, sister Lane-how do
you do, Betsey p said she, seating herself
in the first chair she came to, as if quite
exhausted, though her keen black eyes
looked bright as ever. Always cooking,
| do declare! All, how it makes my heart
ache to see you spending SO much precious
time in caring for the poor perishing
body
Folks can't live without eating re-.
piled Mrs. Lane, a little tartly, as this re-
mark recalled to mind what che had con.
sidered her sisters remissness in the care
of her family. Leastways, I haven't vet
found out the ether way Of liviagl