Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1874-03-28

| NhSNSs hO SOG CuCl a AlGllC lCdI
| ing myself that l know its value
and he never missed a lesson on my
account. I'd seen too many make 8
love of whiting and talk a mere ex
cuse for idling away precious time
and after all, there wasn't no genius
of great account.
Horatio was getting to be large
boy, when some connection died anC
left him a matter o. five hundred
dollars. 1t was to be used at hi
mothers discretion, either kept til
he was twenty-one, or spent on his
eddication.
Mrs. Hennings, she decided al
once that it should help him through
college. She could help out the bal.
ance, somehow; and it seemed like
the good old days of the governor
and senator come again, when she
could talk about Colleges, and SC
forth.
So, one evening, as he was sitting
by her, reciting his Latin to her, she
Just began the subject, and RasE
told me all about 1t the next day
Rash said he never saw any one Sc
beat as his mother was, when ht
told her that he shouldn't touch thai
money, but just as soon as l thought
him old enough, he was going tC
learn a trade.
ga trade! And what trade?'
"WhY, carpenter and joiner, tC
be sure. love that sort of work
and Jack Playne says 1 will DO vel
at it"
'But, my dear son, what evel
made you think of learning that
trade? There was never a carpenter
in our family, and in fact, 1 DOM
know they ever amount to very
much" s- i
,'Why, my dear mother" said
Rash, 'you forget; wasn't onr OWL
Savior one? and don't that make the
craft honorable foreyer?"
"True, my dear child. Yours is &
just. reproof; and yet our Saviour
did not choose his humble calling
1t was a lesson of obedience which
he was taught by submitting to hi'
parents necessities. His work haC
been fixed and fitted for Him before
the foundation of the world. But
for you, my dear boy, / had hoped
to see you in the chair of a profess
or" ..
"rm afraid, dear MOTHER" said
Rash, quite humbly, shat Pd rather
make the chair than sit in it.
know it is not so great a work, but
it is my work, which, after all, is the
important thing. And if make the
chair strong and well, and handsome
and easy, l don't see why | am moi
| just as respectable as he is. It's my
work to build the pulpit for another
man to preach inj and we may al
well expect the facts. But, mother
don't you want to see some of my
work-things Eve done odd spells?'
For his mother had bowed her head
on hel hand, and her face was grow,
ing set, and her lips showed a white
thread. She wasn't one of the cry
ing sort. hate a Weeper; but they
don't begin to be so unmanageabIe
as the srony-eyed sort, that neither
speak nor cry. .- a
In a minute or two Rash came
down out of the Woodshed loft with
his arms full. There was a set Of
toy bed room furniture, and a ship
full rugged. And best of all, was 8
work box for his mother, inlaid will
different kinds of wood, with a rails
ed oval of apple tree wood on the
lid, carved out into a wreath of the
finest fern leaves, enclosing her I'M,
tials. 1t was Just as neat work as il
one of the New York or Boston men
had done it, and Rash was Just q
boy, and altogether self taught IN the
way of carving.
dIt's most a pity to show this to-
! night. I was going to keep this fol
no5;y birthday, day after tomorrow,
IUt UtS Sso,,,gbow it seemed only right
oud ou5 ST Tmatn-aI to show 1t now, when
1,a anu ,vera taking the thing over"
We Now, % set as Mrs. Hennings wai
AGAINST Rash's learning . trade, she
couldn't help admiring us work. to'
it was so neat-not a bl'otch any
where. For one day when ne was
making of it, says l to him:
"Now, Rash, whatever you've got
in hand, don't you stop to think if
you can do it just as well for the
money you're to get for it. There's
one thing you can't afford, and that
is to bungle. It hurts you more than
them you work for. Don't do any
thing you can't warrant pom honor.
Aud I'll never forget how his eyes
sparkled; and be told how the ca
thedrals of the middle ages were
built by men who made religion OF
their work, and built as if they were
worshipping and dared not cheat
the Lord, and that in them the 6ack
of an ornament or statue Is hnlshed,
though nobody can see it without
the greatest pains, with just as much
neatness as if he was to show ia the
public square; and that was the way
he meant to work and live. As /
said, the widder was pleased in spite
of herself, -
"And where did you. get this pref
ty designY" she said, pointing to the
tern wreath.
"Why, wanted pattern of some
sort, and Just then Bessie Playne
came along, and she'd got just such
a wreath as this twisted around her
hat. l thought it was none the worse
| for being so near at hand; and 50
! Just drsshtsd II of ed Wbisslsd i