The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1875-10-03
PAPA'S TROUBLES.

"Father is SO cross! I handed my music
hill to him to day, and he looked daggers
! at me. Mother has taken fathers spirit,
and she said she wished another bill would
never enter the house." Sarah looked dis
dressed as her sister Jane said this. Some
sthing is troubling them 5" Sarah said "they
i did not used to be so."
HThen you confess they are cross" cried
lane, ''aud that home is horridf"
"Home is not horrid by any meaDs," said
Sarah, 1--WE have everything"
"Every thing but good humor, and good
Hhumor is every thing" said Jane.
"Father seems to have burden on his
mind, ;" said Sarah, 81 am afraid his busi
ness worries him 1; perhaps he is losing"
"He might be pleasant them" cried Jane
awe are not to blame. Why should We
have to suffer for it 7"
"Poor papa" said Sarah feelingly, chow
hard be works for us! He has taken care
of us 80 kindly all through our little years,
l wish we could do something to help him
in his troubles"
"Help q great mani" cried Jane scorn-
fully. ''He ecolded Will 30 yesterday
about nothing, that Will almost had a
mind to run away"
"Poor papa!" said Sarah feelingly.
"You need not call him poor, Sarah" :"
said Jane, "when everybody calls US rich ;
and think we ought to have what rich
girls have. and do as rich girls do;" and
with that Jane walked out of the room, to
meet mother in the entry, who asked her to
90 on an errand down street.
"Can't Inez go z" asked Jane in anything
but pleasant tone. "I should think Inez
might CO."
"Yon are always unwilling" said her
mother; ''I wonderI should ever ask you
to do anything"
"It is Inez's work to go on errands," )"
said Jane. Ah, but ought it not to have
been daughters pleasure and privilege
to do, and to do cheerfuliy, what her mother
wished of her7
Father came home an hour before din
ner, went into the small library, and threw
himself on the sofa, looking quite miser-
able. Sarah entered soon after to write in
her journal.
.'Be quiet, child" he said.
81 did NOT know you were here" she an-
swered gently; and going towards him, she
knelt down by his side, and strOking
81 am sure something troubles You. Can
1 not do something for youf Cannot
we children help you. papaf You are
killing yourself with work for us; what
can we give up, what can we do for you 2"
and she tenderly kissed his pale cheek.
It was almost too much for the strong
man. Tears started in his eyes. My
precious daughter" !" he said, taking her in
his arms.
Sarah had guessed the truth. Fathers
business was troubling him. He tried to
hide it but it is hard to hide trouble, and
hidden trouble is apt to sour the feelings.
God puts people in families, that love OF
father and mother and brothers aud sisters
and children may be a comfort in adver-
sity only people do not trust it enough.
Mr.. James began now to find how sweet
it was. His daughters tenderness and
sympathy opened his heart; and if they
made it tender, they likewise made it
strong; there is no strength like that which
comes from love.
He told his family his losses, and asked
them what they were willing to give up to
help him pay his debts and preserve his
honor. "And never was so happy in my
ife," he said, ''as when the dear children
came around me and said, 'Dear father,
we thank you for your confidence. We
will work we will deny ourselves we will
90 anything to help you and mother, who
nave done 80 much for u.s. Aud 1 did not
put my trust in them in vain. For the
nrst time became interested in my family,
and their cheerfulness and courage have
made me what am"
And Mr.. James is a noble Christian
merchant, the father of one of the best
families in the world.-Child'S paper.
The late nominating Convention Of Republi-
cans In New York OlaCed uDOa their fickak the