The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-02-22
A STORY FOR BOYS.

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ing a mothers love and counsel -
What agony was on mothers face w he
all that she had said had failed to NOV
me- She rose to go home, and I followe
at distance. She spoke to me no NOR
till she reached her own door .
at is school time," she said "Go, m
SOD, and once more let me beseech you t.
think upon what have said"
II shan't go to school, said I.
She looked astonished at my boldness
bat replied firmly:
Certainly you will Alfred! | CON
mand you"
II will not,' saidI; "you can't get MI
up stairs" aa nis#'.
Zone of two things you must do, AL
fred-either go to school this minute, Of
| will lock you up in your room, anC
keep you there until you promise implic
it obedience to my wishes in the future
[ dare you to do it, said "you can t
get me up stairs"
: "Alfred, choose now" said my mother
as she laid her hand upon my arm. She
trembled violently as she spoke, aud was
turning deadly pale.
"lf you touch me [ will kick you,'
said I, in fearful rage. God knows
knew not what said.
will you 60, Alfred ?"
"No?" replied, but quailed beneath
her eye.
Then follow me-" said she, as she
grasped my arm firmly. I raised my foot
oh, my son, hear mel raised my foot
and kicked her, my sainted mother.
How my head reels as the torrent of
memory rushes over mel kicked my
mother-a, feeble woman my mother
She staggered back a few steps and lean
ed against the wall. She did not look at
me. l saw her heart beat against her
breast "Oh, Heavenly Father" she
cried, 'forgive him, he knows not what
he does " The gardener just then passed
the door; and seeing my mother was pale
and unable to support herself, stopped !;
she beckoned him In.
"Take this boy up stairs and lock him
in his room," she said, and turned away
from me. It was look of agony min
gled with intensest love-it was the last
unutterable pang from heart that was
broken. @ IL r.....
In moment found myself a prisoner
in my own room thought for mo-
ment would fling myself from the open
window, but felt myself afraid to die.
| was not penitent. At times my heart
was subdued, but my stubbornness arose
in an instant and babe me not TO yield to
it. The pale face haunted me. [ flung
myself on my bed and fell asleep. Just
at twilight heard footstep approach
my door 1t was my sister. IN ..f.
What shall say to mother for you? J."
she inquired.
Nothing" replied.
cob, Alfred, for my sake, and all our
sakes, say that you are sorry. Let me
tell mother that you are sorry. She longs
to forgive you? .I-
. would not answer. heard her foot
steps slowly retreating, and again Hung
myself on my bed to pass a wretched
night. 7@ giaaa9s VT aa
Another step slower and feebler than
my sisters disturbed me. IN.
j "Alfred, my son. shall l come in ?" she
asked. % ta"i4 iaar cdr e.ea at*
I cannot tell you what influence opera
ted at that moment, made me speak
averse to my feelings. The gentle voice
of nv mother that thrilled me melted the
ice from my heart, and longed to throw
myself upon her neck; but did not.
The words gave the lie to my heart When
1 said was not sorry. [ heard her with
draw. | heard her oroan. ionged to
call her back but did not. se
I was awakened from an uneasy SUM
Der by hearing my name called loudly
and lny sister Atood by my bedside
sect up Alfred, don't wait minnie.
Get up and come with me; mother Is
dying" 1a1
Thought was dreaming; got up
mechanically and followed my sister. On
the bed, pale as marble, lay my mother
She had thrown herself on the bed to
rest, and rising again to 60 to me,she was
seized with palpitation OF tue heare ano
borne to her room. rsa4r
cannot tell you my agony 90 iooKeo
upon her--my remorse was teniolo more
bitter from the thought that she Would
never know it. I believed myselI 20 Dc
q murderer. could not weep. MY SIS
ter threw her arms around me ana WePt
in silence. Suddenly we saw q motlon Oh
mothers hand; her eyes unclos eu' que
had recovered her consciousness, ouC Aol
ner speech. She looked at me and NOV
ed her lips. / could not understand nor
words. -.0usug ats*
I'M other! mother! shrieked "oniy
say you forgive me-" g LII
She could not say with her lips, but
ler hand pressed mine. She smiled upon
ne, lifted her thin, white ha mas sne
,lasped my OWL within them, ana cas-.
aer eyes upward. She moved her Ups ~ n
prayer, and thus she died. / remained
beside that dear form TIL my
gentle sister removed me. The. JOY OF
youth had left me forever, Boys VINO o
,purn another control; who are ashan nc
to acknowledge tina tthay are wrong VINO
think it manly to resist her authority %
L l.AYI