Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-10-08
Ghildren's department.
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HOW TO MAKE FRIENDS.

into the room, having just returned home
from sick neighbor's
"No," was the mufled and rather tart an
swer that came from under the pillow
Mrs Lake at once came to the side of the
lounge and said : "Something is wrong with
my dear boy. Won't you tell mother what
it is?'
Tommy couldn't long withstand the gentle
stroke of the hand that was upon his head,
and Strengthening up, he burst out: :"Nobody
likes me-" A very woe-begone face looked
up for moment into the loving eyes bent
upon him, and then dropped into the hands
that rested upon his knees.
"What reason have you to think So" said
Mrs. Lake, as she arose to remove her bon
net and shawl. Her heart prompted her to
comfort Tommy by telling him how dearly
father and mother loved him, but she remem-
bered certain instances of selfish action to-.
ward his mates, and suspecting that this had
been the source of his present trouble, she
thought it a good time to give him counsel i'll
this regard.
With face still buried in his hands, he ex-
claimed: arthur Briggs says I'm as mean as
dirt"
"What occasion did you give Arthur for
making such an ungracious assertion?"
81 don't know, except" said Tommy, as
if hestating to tell the whole story-"I got
mad at the way he pushed the balls while
we were playing croquet, and told him he
shouldn't come to my birthday picnic"
"Was that all ?"
"Yes, only 1 left and broke the game up,
and Arthur was angry, because he had two
friends visiting at his house and it needed
four to make up the party. [ wouldn't care,
but Tim Crane said almost the same thing
about me yesterday, and the boys are all
down on me-" And poor Tommy looked
more sad and miserable than ever.
"What happened that so good-natured a
boy as Tim Crane should have blamed you :?
l thought he liked everybody" said Mrs.
Lake.
81 suppose 1 was selfish, but 1 didn't
think" and Tommy drew long sigh, and,
taking a rocking-chair commenced a vigor-
Gus motion back and forth, as if his confession
were partly working off his worst feeling.
"You see," he began, "Tim hasn't as many
nice things as have, and yet he likes them
as we'll as anybody. He's a genius in using
tools, and is very happy when he can be tink.
ering. After father made me a present Of
that chest of tools and fitted up that room in
the carriage-house, I told Tim he might use
them as much as he liked. The other day he
wanted very much to stop in the shop and
make something that he had got in his mind
and was half crazy to finish. 1 wanted him
to 90 with me down to the brook to build a
dam, but he said he would rather work out
his idea as he called it, and then 1 was
angry, and locked up my tools and told him
he shouldn't ever use them again"
Evidently Tommy felt very badly about
the way he had used Tim, and was in mood
to listen patiently to the kind words of his
mother, who showed him the errors into which
his selfish anger had led him. She advised
him at once to see his mates and seek their
friendly goodwill.
"How shall 1 do it? Get down on my
knees to them and ask their forgiveness p
Tommy was not a bad boy at heart, and the
smile that came with these words was an as
surance to his mother that his better nature
was gaining the victory.
Gas to the way" she said, 81 leave you to
judge"
Leaving him alone, Tommy sat awhile very
quietly, only keeping up furious rocking,
Just as he did sometimes when studying a
hard lesson. At length he broke out into a
cheerful whistle, and, with his hands in his
pockets, walked to the window. just then
he saw Tim Crane coming up the sidewalk
on the other side of the street. Without
waiting to put on his hat he rushed out on
the veranda.
"Tim," he exclaimed, "come over here; |
want to see you!" With slow step and
sober face Tim came across to the gate.
"Look here, Tim," and Tommy's face was
fairly radiant with kindly feeling, "you see
father gave ME two keys to my tool-chest,
and was just thinking that, as I'm away
sometimes when you want to do some tinker
ing, you had better take this extra key, and
then you can get the tools any time you wish"
A half smile of incredulity rested upon
Tins face for moment, but there was no
mistaking the warmth of Tommy's generosity,
and with "thank you" that revealed the
bitter disappointment which Tim had felt in
being shut out from the envied treasures of
his more highly-favored friend, he very earn
estly asked Tommy to forgive him for having
spoken as he did the other day. After Tim
left Tommy whistled more checrily than ever.
The lawn in front of Arthur Briggs home
was deserted, and Tommy did not find Ar
thur and his friends until after ringing the
door-bel. The servant that answered it told
him they were reading in the library. He
asked for Arthur, who was much surprised
when he found Tommy at the door.
81 came down to see," he said, with the
sunshine that his interview with Tim had left
still shining in his face, "if you won't bring
your friends over to my house and try my
new croquet set"
Arthur said they would be very glad to
come ; it had been very dull all the morning,
and they didn't know what to do.
The games lasted until the tea bell rang and
were all successful Arthur apologized every
time he forgot himself and "pushed" his ball.
Tommy helped every one, and never did bet
ter himself: Just as the boys were leaving,
saying what fine time they had enjoyed,
Arthur fingered moment and said to Tom
my: "I'm sorry spoke to you as [ did" and
Tommy said lie was sorry he acted so selfish.
At the tea.table mother asked if the after
noon had passed pleasantly?
"Splendid," said Tommy, as he took his
third or fourth slice of bread.
"Did you ask their forgiveness" she asked,
with roguish smile.
"No, they asked mine,' said Tommy. And
father wondered what it all meant Working
Church.
The Boy AND THE RAvENs.-A poor wild
ow had four children, the eldest about eight
years old. One evening, in the midst of win
ter, her children were hungry, and she had no
food to give them But she kneeled down to