Northern Ohio journal. [volume] (Painesville, Ohio) 1872-1896, 1874-01-31

claimed, and would have said more, but
| he remembered the condition.
Pausing, he looked at his new suit
and said gently: :s...
Mary, please come, want to be the
| first person mother Sees
| Nary came, smiling atthe pleasant re-
quest, and soon Freddy was showing
his mother the beauty of his New Years
| gift. Mrs. May admired with Freddy,
and readily promised he should take out
the Raven after breakfast. Freddy's
appetite was slight that morning, and
soon his merry shout echoed from the
hill where he and other boys coasted and
drew the girls. Emmie Brown was
there with eyes brighter than ever, and
as Freddy hastened to offer her a ride
he caught his Toe in hidden branch,
and fell full length In the soft snow. He
would not have minded the laugh so
much If he had not seen Tom Ward rum
nings up the hill with Emmie on his
led. The blood sprung into Freddy's
face, and he was just going to stamp his
foot when he caught sight of the new
boot. It would never do TO teach it
anything SO naughty, aud then, too, his
promise; so swallowing something G
which must have got into his throat in
the fall, he jumped little Mollie Gay,
who was only four years old, and mot
uiuCu COuut buy way Ou HIS ndtCu3
| and gave her such ride that she clap
ped her hands and declared he was the
'bestest boy in the year.
| When the morning was happily
passed, and something within him sug-
gested dinner-time, Freddy ran home
and bounced into the kitchen, dragging
the Raven and leaving the great,
snowy footsteps.
That's jsst what you did the last
snow, Freddy exclaimed Becky; 81
| wish there never q bit fell.'
did I?' and in an instant flashed into
Freddy's mind, ALI things new That
was not new, and was not good, either !;
he must changeit.
I'm real sorry,' he cried, Il did not
think and setting the Raven in the
shed he ran for the broom, and tried to
brush the snow away.
BLESS the boy!' Becky responded.
you've good heart, Freddy, and I'll
just do it my self. Pm bit cross And
her stout arms soon had the kitchen as
clean as before.
So the day went on. 1t was not alto
gether easy for Freddy to remember,
but a glance his mother brought the
promise and resolution to his mind. In
this way he managed to wear the suit
all day, and when bedtime came and
father kissed him good night, Freddy
archly asked:
| DO l look like the old Freddy,
father2'
why, no; you are young Freddy
Yes, and a new one,' replied the boy,
and rushed away, leaving the father to
exclaim for the fiftieth time since his
birth:
What strange beings children are ,
and then to return to his books.
l MT an xusft, hi G6o l.,
as usual and babe Freddy goodnight,
and as this was holiday, seated herself
} for little talk. Freddy first ex-
claimed:
Mother, how will it be tomorrow /
can't wear my new clothes every day,
canI?'
No. dear, but what about Tomorrow
J Have you not had a pleasant day?'
Yes ma'am; but I shall be bad again
} If don't have the new clothes, shan t q
/ hope not. What made you try so
hard to hard to be good to-day?'
Because l wanted to wear my new
. clothes.'
What made you want to wear them p
Because they were pretty"
mo, before that; when we first spoke
of ita'
Because I wanted to be good.'
And why did you want to be good p
Freddy was silent moment, and
J then impetuously kissing his mother, re-
! piled:
Il don't know, unless because love
you,'
II Then don't you sec. dear, that the
. outside is nothing without the insiaei
. That the clothes helped you because you
thought; and If had made you new
, clothes, and you had not thought about
j. trying, they would not have done you
: any good?,
Yes answered Freddy thoughtfully.
Then it is the boy and the heart as
we'll as the clothes that must be new,
and tomorrow you may wear the new
garments again to help you, but the
next day you must try to be new in the
old clothes. for all clothes will wear out
sometime, but goodness never must.
Goodnight
, The next day Freddy tried to be new,
: and the next, and the next, until temper
and naughtiness were the old things
and were soon so far in the past as to Be
nearly forgotten.
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