The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1874-08-02
Manning Star and Catholic Messenger.
Ssv ORLEANS, SUNDAY. AUGUST ., 1874.
JUVENILE COLUMN.
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.sWhat is the trouble now, mother J"
asked her husband in his cheerful way.
"Oh, Arthur would you believe it'll
The very last piece of dear grandmothers
charged everybody, over and over again.
to handle it so carefully J" q,
"Indeed, my dear, l am very sorry"
said Mr.. Willard and he stepped to the
closet, where lay the fragments of an ex
qoste sssage by Mrs growth Wards ereat
Grandfather, from the capital of the Celes-
t;aJ Empire The whole set had been
given to her grandmother, as wedding
present, by the gallant commodore him
self.
With such a history. the sugar bowl had
a value in Mrs. Wizards eyes which she
had taken care sp give to it, also, in the
eyes of her family, and even of her domes-
tics. "Break any thing else," she had often
said, but spare grandmother's sugar
bowl"
While Mr.. and Mrs. Willard were be
moaning the accident, the children as
sembled for breakfast Z; and, as they came
9 in, one after another huddled around the
cupboard door. Very sincere was the
sympathy given to Mrs. Willard under
this misfortune by girls and boys. Laura
alone did not speak a word but among
SO many this silence was unnoticed.
At last, however, even Mrs. Willard re-
collected that the children must take their
breakfast or be late for school and all sat
down to the table; Every one was 100
howl to eat as usual and therefore, Lau
ra's almost untasted breakfast was not re-
CHOW could it have happened 7" was
the single mystery discussed d 1nn In the
1Of course, Patty broke it, and aeas afraid
INV son." said Mr.. Willard, " never
speak in such q way of good, faithful
girl like Patty. Had Patty been so I'M
would have told of it Immediately, as any
one would be obliged to do. You would
have come much nearer to the truth, If you
had said that your favorlte Maltese Kitten
rs had found her way to the closet and
broken grandmother's sugar-oo"i' con
tinued MI. Willard.
ssWhat, Dandy break sugar. bowl
Never never !" exclaimed boys and girls
all but Laura.
"Then am utterly at a loss to account
for it," said Mr.. Willard. "But," looking
at his watch, "here it is fifteen minutes
past eight o'clock! Scamper, every one O
You, OF YOU will be late for school!" Ant
he clapped his hands gaily to hurry then
off.
Assoen as all the children were out of the
house, and the door had shut after them
Mr.. willard looked across the table to the
anxious face of his wife, simply saying
"Well, mother :" as if asking to know hel
thoughts.
81 know what you mean to say, Arthur
sswho could have broken it without KNOWING
it or who, knowing it, has not told of it
I valued the dear old bit of family china
but 1 value the souls of my children ia
more. now blame myself for having
made SO much of the sugar bowl. ha'
any one among them broken anothe
dish, it would have been matter OF c"urs
to speak of it instantly"
"Bnt this" said Mr.. Willard, "bas over
come the moral courage of some one OF GU
seven darling children. whom we tor year
have thought incapable of speaking
acting a lie
God, they aII-have tender consciences
The entity little one can never sleep TO
night without owning to the fault-not G
breaking the sugar bowl. but Of conceailn
it from me. A prayer from us no" an
conscience to unburden ITSELF" And wit
this understanding between them, MI
Willard went to his business and Mrs
Willard to her household affairs.
Evening came, and all the Wlllaros Wer
together in their cheerful sitting room
napa reading his paper, mamma busy wit
her knitting, and the children studyln
their lessons for the next day. Harr
finished his lesson first, and taking Dand
from the rug in the middle of nap, bega
stroke his PACK 30 'iSoAouSiy y.
sparks few from his fur, saying to him a
the while in a low, grooming tone, "Dano
didn't break the sugar bo'cl, did he ?"
Papa kept on reading /; mamma kept o
knitting, although she seemed to drop
good many stitches and all the children
excepting Harry, kept On studying. Sud
denly, in the midst of silence so perfe'
that a pin would have been heard had
dropped on the hearth. Laura rose fro
her seat, and walking directly in front
Mrs. Willard, said, "Mamma, broke tt
sugar-bowl I" then knelt quickly at he
mothers feet, and hid her face in III
hands. .,
Mrs. Willard dropped her knitting wor
which the large tears were streaming, an
holding both the young cheeks between h'
own kind palms, kissed them again an
again.
last, "thank God, my daughter, for Il
a grace which has been given you to acl