St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1875-04-23


rather gaiiy bound. 1t was ..7h,
Memoirs Of a Sunday school Scholar.
Walter flung it down, saying. angrily
"What did the old maid send me thi,
for, wonder? | have had enough o
such things out of the Sunday -schoo
Library. She did not send you such /
humdIum sort of Il book. Charlie.
suppose she thought vou were piuIis
enough without"
so brother" said Charlie. don't
talk SO hard. | am sure Aunt Hannah
meant very kindly by us both"
Walter took up his book, and began
looking through it; but he soon broke
out again, ,-''Pshaw just AS thought:
nothing but early piety.' early piety.
why couldn't she have sent me some
story about wars, or pirates or Indians
am tired to death of early picty ="
~ on Will never trouble Nour friends
with it. my SON. said Mrs. Harrison,
who had inst entered the rnom Walter
started and blushed he did not know
that his mother was so near But he
replied, sullenly, Il wish ! might not
trouble them in any way, any longer.
1t would he better for all if were
dead and buried for I'm of no use in
the world, and nobody loves me-
After having said these unkind words.
Walter took his ball-club. and went out
on the village green, where the boys
were already at play. Charlie soon fol-
lowed not To ninglc III the sport, for
he WaS not strong enough for that. but
he loved always to watch his brother.
and always felt proud of his skill and
strength.
After about il lalf-hour's play. many
OF the boys set ont for home as Il hard
storm seemed coming on. The clouds
were rolling up thick and black. the
lightnings flashed. and the thunder
broke overhead Walter Harrison. who
had appeared half angry III all his play
| WAS now leaning against the side of the
church. within ii yard or two of the
/ lighlnimgrod. The boys called to him
To com" away, aS he was in II dangerous
/ place; hut Walter would not stir
/ thirle ran up to him. and begged him
10 =" home; bat he uull said. Il don't
care If the lightning does strike me |
tell You again. Im of no Use in the
world nobody loves me. You may
lun home. if you are afraid"
Il am not afraid for myself. brother.
>IId iIaIlIr. his lip quiVcIlng "but |
will ." home and beg mamma To rume
tor Nou."
Charlie had not run halt WAY across
the green, when there came il great
hlIZr of lightning. and Il heavy crash of
thunder, which seemed to shake the
very SrnUud. The BOYS who were look
ing toward the church said that they
SAW the lightning Ioll down the rod like
Il ball OF fine, and disappear in the
earth; and that. at th, same instant.
Walter fell /" the ground They ran to
/ lilm at once. raised him mp. and carried
iIim home. The poor boys ewes ana
m"uth were open. hui he seemed quite
/ dead. The doctor was sent "i.-camc
immediately took Walter from the bed
/ laid him on the floor. and began pour
! ing cold wafer upon him 10y the bucket
/ tul. Mr.. Harrison had been strangely
calm at first: but when Walter heg,lu
/ tu show some little signS of life. the
joy was more than she could bear. and
/ she tainted away. She wcut from one
ihinting tit into another: and when
. Walter WE, al last 50 much restored l>
| /" ask tor her. she WAS living quite IN
sensible. Then first he knew how deep
~ and dearly his neither loved him
. ~
Walter in the water. which, WAS Hood
img the room, and the brothers kissed
one another and cried for Joy 1t WIS
many DAYS hctor,. Walter was entirely
we'll &: but hen he did get about. cN-
/ crIhud> noticed a great change in hlnl.
lie Wds more kind and pleasant. and
far less Jealous and passionate he WIS
happier. and made others happier. than
ever before. lie was 50 sure now that
his mother truly loved HIM: aud he
knew. he said. that he could never
again ho Jealous of his little brother
/ But. alas Walter did not know him
self. When hr WH> fourteen. aud his
brother still called little Charlie
/ ahuUH twelve. Il Wealthy uncle came
from Boston inr Il brief visit. A> this
gentleman had no tamik il was thought
that Walter. who had been named luI
him. would lao the heir to his fortune.
For this very reason. Walter WHs too
proud /" pay him any court indeed.
he hardly paid him proper respect and
attention, and MAS generally silent aud
reserved III his presence. Mr. Rogers
did not understand this manner: he
thought Walter sullcn aud cold. and.
though he could but see that he waS an
honest. intelligent boy. he WAS not on
the whole, pleased with him. But. like
all other visitors, he wds quite charmed
with little Charlie: and he had not
been long gone from the village. before
there arrived from Boston IL h,-autiful
white pony. handsomely Saddlcd and
bridled. "For Muster Charles H,rriSon'
In Il letter to his sister. Mr.. Rogers said
thinking that il daily ride NAV bene-
tit my little invalid nephew. send 4
pony. which is both spirited and docile
hope that Charlie will accept it. Will
the kind wishes of Uncle Waltcr."
Both Mrs. Harrison and Charlie wer,
panied that no present came for Walter
and that he was scarcely mentioned IN
the letter while, us for Walter. he felt
the old icalons feeling boiling up from
his heart. hotter than ever, and he salt,
some hard things, which he had better
left unS;Iid.
"Why. hrother." said Charlie, .'th,
pony shall be as much yours as mine
you may ride II every day"
mo, | wont. answered Walter. an
grily Il never will mount it. as Ion!
rs | live. | wouldn't he so mean"
But Walter had little call to he envi
ous of his brother, who was quite toe
weak to ride his pretty pony. A few
rods only, gave him Il severe pain il
the Side.-so very delicate was poo
Charlie.
This spring he seemed fan worse than
usual; he did not complain. but h,
f daily grew weak aud languid. till ii
nalIy he could no longer he about tn,
, house.
l one afternoon. when he came from