The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-03-02
NELLIE's VICTORY.

NELLIE's VICTORY.
ANNA L. T. GILLIS
Nellie Casey was bright, beautiful
child, with a sweet disposition that won
for her the love and we'll wishes of all her
neighbours.
She was the pet of her companions, and
great favorite with the good sisters who
had charge of the convent of Eden Hall,
in the little town of t
1t was the Christmas vacation and Nellie
was at home with her mother and she was
expecting a very nice time. Nothing was
to annoy her but her little fve-year- old
brother, Willie, who was the torment of
the whole house. Even the dog and cat
He'd In fear at his approach, for they dreaded
his mischevious and often cruel pranks.
He was wild, and always bent ON some
thing that would disturb the peace and
comfort of others.
He was frequently reproved by his par
ents, but the young rascal only laughed at
them for their trouble, and grew worse
every day.
The fret day Nellie spent away from
school Willie was real good. But near
tie close of the second day his naturally
wild spirits broke forth, and poor Nellie
slowly but surely became q new victim.
Everywhere she turned, every thing she
did Willie was before or after her.
The little girl had just finished some very
pretty ruff1ing, as a present for her mother,
and after folding it carefully, she laid it
on the centre table, SO that her mothers
eyes would instantly light on her little
daughters gift.
Willie, who Glanced to enter just when
his sistsr had laid the rnffling on the table,
waited until Nellie had left the room; then,
with his brown eyes sparkling, and his
rosy, good natnred face grinning with
delight, he seized the delicate muslin, and
calling his dog, Carlo, Willie dressed him
in the gift intended as loving surprise
for his mother.
Carlo leaped and rolled about the room,
until the dainty muslin was completely
destroyed, in his endeavor to loosen it.
When Nellie discovered what Willie had
done, her usual sweet temper was for some
time entirely lost, and with flushed cheeks
and flashing eyes she dashed at her brother,
and gave him a severe whipping.
Then fliDgiDg herself on the sofa, she
burst into tears, and sobbed passionately.
Soon, however, she became quiet, and
felt ashamed and very sorry for allowing
her passion to have so much control over
her will.
She was determined to pursue a new
course with her little brother, for, although
Nellie was only ten years old she was a
very wise and sensible little girl.
Mrs. Casey-the mother Of Nellie and
Willie-when she learned the state of aft
fairs, drew her little daughter aside, and
gave her some very good advice about
being SO nasty.
One week had passed, and still there was
no Improvement in Wiliie's habits.
Nellie's grandmother had made her
present of large, handsome dol, of which
the little girl grew very fond.
One fine afternoon Nellie open the sit
ing-room door, and stood still in blank
amazement as her eyes took in the scene.
Her beautiful doll lay on the floor, torn
and battered, it's lovely yellow curls scat
tered around. Willie with half frighten-
aG holf af,r1l ool- T. Co.
on chair, gazing down upon the wreck.
For an instant Nellie felt her temper
rising but with strong effort she smooth.
cred the feeling and entered the room with !
smile on her face and kindness in her
tones, as she drew little stool to her
brothers side, and, claspipg his hand in
both her own, asked, softly:
"Willie, my dear brother, why did you
break my pretty doll, which I loved 80 |
much for dear grandmother's sake See
how the poor thing looks with all her pref
ty curis gone Oh Willie, Willie, why
that verybody will love you, like little
Johnnie Martin 2"
The little girls voice choked, and the |
tears filled her eyes. Willie looked at her,
and then tear stole slowly down his |
chubby cheek, as he glanced again at the
broken doll.
He dropped the. bat which he held in his |
hand, and jumping off the chair, he wound
his arms about his weeping sisters's neck,
and sobbed out. {:
"Don't cry Ellie; I'll never do such a
wicked thing again, and I'll save all my
pennies, and buy you another one better
than this.'
Nellie clasped the little fellow in her
arms and kissed him softly.
He was freely forgiven, and ever after
was good, obedient child.
Nelies victory was gained.-Guardian
Angel.