The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-11-21
TEE CarLDREN's CORNER
THR WATER BOY.

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| ham, With vegetables nicely cooked, and gra-
Vles rich aud juicy! There sits father 1T its
hsaa, and the mother opposite; and the
guests are seated on either side There 10 no
Iack of good lmor, and the merry tests give
| spice To the conver~ation
There are children too,-a boy of ten and q
glri of eight. They listen int elligently and
attentiyeiy TO the remarks of parents and
guests; look up into the faces of one and an.
otaer with interest. ri E..#l ii
Behold decsnters are brought in glasses
are filled, and one and another sip the spark
| ling wine. r.., .--u~---.
/ Excellent !"jexclaimed~ one, smacking hiG
lips 'sFiuer' echoed another with glasses
RENTED. 33.@ - .sa .a-stmA# .s a.~+t Tsa
''shai drink with you nay lad?" asked
one Of the gentlemen, bowling to the boy.
IFS yonr glass not refled, william ~ ask
ed the father. "Joh1 fill Williams glass"
| Cunning to the servant.y Slowly did Will
liam turn MP his glass to receive the rosy
liquor. 22as ~" aag
Drink with the gen .leman, DEAR" wills.
pered his mother encouragingly. The boy
blushsd, and cast down his eyes; but he
obeyed not. Was he frightened? Was he
difitent?
Ny son did you hear Mr.. Black address
you - said the father sterny. Drink wine
with him, William" oss
Accustomed to obey his fathers slightest
wish, the boys lips quivered; but he obeyed
not. r.nta@
In moment, raising his eyes, and looking
his father IN the face, he said manfully-
FEATHER. am a soldier in the Coid-water
Army; and cannot drink the wine.''
Brave BOY - exclaimed one OF the gentle
men, setting down his glass"
"Ths Cold-water Array must conquer it
every soldier stands mis- groundso well. "asaid
another regarding William with great re-
spect.
we will excuse you. my son." said the
father in softened voice; and though they
sat long at the table. his glass was rot again
raised to his lips. There 1t stood, untasted
and full Yes, the Cold-water Army can
boast of other soldiers as brave as orr hero
William.
Stand FRA, my boys; let NO one beat you
from your ground. Beup aAd doing Ia
temperance is still stealing about, seeking
whom 1T may devour. Break his weapons;
destroy his engines give him no quarter.
"CeLD WATER l-CoLD WATERi"
Let this stout of triumph be heard all owe
the land lrsm city and hamiet, from noun
tain and gleR."
"Coid water, cold water, and victory !'--
Young Pilgrim.
BONNIE CHRISTIE
Two boys were ia schoo-ro0m alone to-
getAer. when some fireworks, contrary to
the mast err express prohibition, exploded.
The one boy denied it; the other, Bonnie
Christie, would neither admit nor deny it,
and was severely Aogged for Als obstinacy.
! When the boys got alone again.
why didn't you deny itr' asked the real
delinquent.
because there were My us two, and one
of us must have lied, said Bonnie.
Then Why not say did it ?"
"Becsusesyou said you didn't, and would
spare the liar"
The boys heart melted-Bonnie's moral
&AidHITy suOuueu nln.
When school resumed, the young rogue
marched up to the masters desk and said,
"Please sir / can't bear to be a liar-I let off
the squbs;" and burst into tears.
The masters eyes giistened on the self-ac-
cuser, and the unmerited punishment he had
inflicted on his schoomate smote shis con.
science. Before the whole school, hand in
hand with the culprit, Ms if they we're paired
in the confession, the master walked down
to where Christie sat, ard said aloud, with
emotion
| "Bonnie, Bonnie, lad, he and l beg your
pardon we are both to blame"
| The school was hushed and still, as older
schools are apt to be when anything true
and noble is being d"ne--so still, they might
have heard Bonnie's big boy tear drop proud
ly on his coPy-b book, as he sat enjoying the
! moral triumph which subdued himself as
well as the rest and when, for want OF
something else to say, he gently cried, Mas
ter toreveri' the glorious shout of the
scholars filled the mans eyes with some
thing behind his spectacles, which made him
wipe them before resumng the chair.
BEAUTY OF OLD PEoPLE.-Men and wome1
make their own beauty, or their own uglineas.
Loid Lytton speaks of "whe was ugicr
than he had any business 10 be-" and, II ne could
but read it, every human being carries his life IN
bis face and is good-lokihg, or the reverse, al
that life has been good evil. On our features
| the fne chisels of thought and emotion are eter-
naly at work, Beauty is not the monopoly OF
| blooming young men and of white and pink
maids. There Is q allow, growing beauty, which
| only comes 10 perfection In old age. Grace be
lame - nF nd nnndnenS irnnrAYea