The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1872-03-07
MRS. BRAGDEN's LESSON.

but mamma. what shall | doi Won't
you lake me up in yoar lap?"
"No child, l can't" said Mrs. Bragdon.
in reply to her little daughter. II am
hurryiug as fast rs | can to get your dress
finished for you to werr to Fanny Swascy's
party, aud here you are bothering me 50
that I can hardly see what | am about"
II don't want to go to the party" said
Susie, in a half .'retful. half.tired tone; |
don't like Fanny Swasey, she puts on airs,
And I don't want dress all fused up.
1t takes so long to make il, you. never pay
no 'tention to me-"
"Susie | should think you'd be ashamed
ofyourself," said Mrs. Brasden, as she
scwei away On the muslin dress that was
all one mass ofruflles and puFs and look
ilg, any thing but suitable fora little
girl Of six. II work so hard for you all
the time, and that's all the thanks | get.
See here, child, Now isn't that pretty?
Don't you think its very kind in me to be
sewing so hard for you this warm day?
But | don't want you to sew for ne,
persisted Susie hanging on to her mothers
skirts. II want you to take me up 10
your lap"
"Why, Susie lrsgdcn | should think
you we're little baby replied her mother
still busy with tie pufs and furtelows
Pm ashamed Of you. Runaway do not
.botber me-"
II don't want to run away" vhined
Susie. "I'm just as tired as | can be.
Do take me up mamma; and Susie twisted
aud vriggled herself against her mother,
as only a child can twist and wriggle, and
at last caught one Of the muslin rufilles in
luton on the back Of her dress, and
,witched out lle gathering string.
"There!" cried Mrs. Bagdcn,, giving
Susie asligLt push, but speaking in very
impatient zone, NOW see what you have
done! declare, that is too provoking.
Nov rnn away BY yourself, and don't come
near me again this afternoon. You are
,eOaueLto'drise me distracted"
Poor little Susie ran out Of the room
crying as il her heart would break. and
Mrs Drngden was loft to finish her
ruflcs ard pufs in silence.
AT six o'clock her husband came home
from the city, and coming directly upstairs
into the room where his wife was working
said
"We,lhasn'tit been . warm day? Almost
equal to the Fourth Of July. Why,
where's Susie?"
Il don't know replied Mrs. Bragden,
| havc'n Mt seen her for au aour ortwo. She
was 10 here then and worried mo out Of
my senses whining to be taken up just as
ifsho was Q little baby. lrcally think
George you pet her too much"
Il don't agree with .you," said Mr.
Bragden. Il don't think pettiug ever
hut cli'd provided it does not degenerate
into inoldinats indulgence. Idon't think
Slsie has seemed quite like herself for .
y. ok, and she feels this hot weather very
much. Ithi5k il would be better for her
il you paid less attention to her clothes and
more 10 her comfort"
George how you do talk" replied Mrs.
Bragden. looking up in surprise, for her
husband was one Of tho kindes. Of men,
aud rarely spoke severely to his wife orany
one "Any one would thing to hear you
talk, l neglected the child. think | am
just as fond Of her as you are, even IT,
don't think it necessary to stop my work
to crafty every whim Of hers"
II know you are very fond Other. dear, I"
replied her husband, "but you don't seem
to think that after all she is just little
child, and il she is fre.ful and troublesome
a! times is it to be wondered at? We Ger.
taiuly should not expect more self.coutrol
10 our children that we have ourselves"
Mr.. Bragden left the room to hunt bis
little daughter, and once more Mrs. Brag-
den was left to her sewing in silence but
her work did not interest her as mush as it
had before her husbands entrance. She
loved her only child very dearly, but she
showed her love in different way from
that in which her husband did. Ee
layisbed upon her all the little net names