The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1875-01-07

ey could produce were lavished upon
him, yet Harry was never contented
and happy. Not far from his home
lived a little boy whose mother was
obliged to wash for their daily bread
and consequently, they had but few
comforts; but whenever you would
see Johnny-for that was his name
The was always smiling and happy.
As his mother could not afford to buy
his books and send him to school,
our little hero, for surely hewas one,
hired himself out to neighboring
farmers, in the summer, and thus,
with great industry, was enabled to
attend the winter term at school
iEas;a great pleasure to Johnny,
EfotsE aas very studious and quick
to learn, and was beloved by his
teachers.
One evening, as our hero was walk
ing briskly home from school,
he was attracted by Harry's voice.
"Comc along, you ragamufin, and
let US have a game of SNOWFALL, .
winkins merrily to his schoolmates
as he spoke, as much as to say, "Now
for some fun boys"
But Johnny had no intention Of
playing with them, and quickened
his steps toward home.
"Come, we say" shouted the boys,
in angry chorus.
But still Johnny paid no heed to
his tormentors.
"Come, boys, we will teach the ras,
cal not to be so praud that he can't
play with us! Pitch into him.
Harry's word was law; the whole
crowd Of boys began peltins Johnny
with SNOWFALL. until the poor boy
could scarcely stand. They then
left him, while they took the shortest
route to their homes.
After Johnny had recovered him,
self enough towalk, he slowly wended
his way homeward. The poor boy
was so bruised that it was with great
difficulty that each step was taken
But at last he reached home, and af-
ter warm supper and agood nights
sleep, he rose in the morning with
spirits as buoyant as ever: After
doing all he could for his mother. for
Johnny was a dutiful son, and was
never afraid to work.. even though
the boys did tease, he satdown to his
breakfast. 1t was homclv one, but
was eaten with a spirit Of content
ment, and he very likely enjoyed it
much more than Harry did his.
Johnny then prepared for school,
After taking an affectionatc farewell
of his mother he hurried away. He
had barely entered the school room
door when he was met by the boy;
who had treated him so badly the
evening before. He paid no heed tc
their shouts, but passed on to his
desk, and was soon busy with his
lessons.
After a while, Johnny happened
to glance to the floor, and saw some
thing shining. On picking 1t up nc
soon recognize, it to be a silver dol
lar, which belonged t6 Harry.
Shall 1 give it to him, or shall |
let it lie??" was the question which
at once rose in his mind. The voice
of the tempter said, leave it lie; he
deserves to lose it, after the way he
treated you last night" But the
still small voice of conscience wills.
pcrcd, "No, Johnny, You should not
keep 1t; it is not yours"
While this was transporting Harry
was in the school-yard, relating tc
the boys the loss Of his dollar.
But conscience prevailed with
Johnny and Satan was once more
put to flight; so, stepping out in the
yard, he went bravcly up and said tc
Harry:
Here is your silver dollar; found
it under my desk, andI have come
to bring it to YOU"
A look of shame ovcrsprcad the
features of Harry and his mates, as
they thought Of last nights conduct
and they were not long in asking
Johnny's forgiveness. Weneed hard
ly add that they were heartily for
oivon