The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1875-02-04

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were pleasant suggestions in the mater
nal eyes. There was perfect health anC
happiness, If the voices were shrill ant
the boots noisy.
1--WE been to see Mrs Stone" she sale
when, washed and combed, her children
| gathered around her to wait for papf
and dinner, and | wondered if l coulG
| ever make my children as quiet and or
derly as hers are"
] "Willie Stone is amilksopr" said Tom
contemptuously, always crying because
his head aches. He can't play anything
and daren't move for fear of spelling hi:
clothes. Wouldn't play football for feal
he would get dust on his boots. There's
a nice boy for you! He might as well be
| a girl at once"
And, mother, the teacher had to write
q note to Mrs. Stone the day John Gray
spilled the ink on Maud's apron. She
was so afraid to go home, it was awful
She said her mother would whip her, and
keep her upon bread and water for a
whole day. Mrs. Lee told her to say il
wasn't her fault, but she said her mother
would not believe her"
i - ii.a.-el. and here comes papam cried
Tom.
Mr.. Turmoyle came in with a very
| grave face. He made no comment on
| the boisterous announcement of the hol
day, but stopped to kiss the rosy faces
| with unwonted tenderness. After din
ner he sent the children to the nursery
| and said to his wife, who had anxiously
watched his clouded face:
"Tillie, met DR.. Holmes on my way
home, and ne tells me that there have
| been three cases of scarlet fever from
the school. 1t is raging fearfully, he
says
Mrs. Turmoyle turned very pale.
In the school?" she murmureC.
well, among the scholars"
There was little more to say, but the
heart of each parent sent up petition
to kind and Heavenly Father to keep
the plague from their door,
Yet it came. A week later Mark sick
ened, and in three days more all three
were down. Tenderest nursing, loving
care and unexpected docility of patients
brought the little Turmoyles safely out
upon the road of health again
The most nauseous medicines were
swallowed if n ANNA" coaxed, and the
most stringent stiffness was observed
when papa was discovered to have tears
in his eyes at Bessie's crib.
The day the children assembled id the
sitting room for the first tea-drinking was
gala-day, but papa was observed to
have a sad face.
"While we are thankful. dear chill
dren," he said, "for our blessings, let US
not forget to sympathize with the sor-
rows of others. Willie and Maud Stone
were buried today, and Amy will be
deaf for life. The others are still very
ILL.,"
At bed time, when the children slept
the sleep of fconvalescence, Mr.. Turmoyle
came to the nursery, where his little
blue-eyed wife was laying out the morn
ing clothing.
"Tillle," he said, drawing the little
woman close in his strong arms, q had
long talk with DIR. Holmes o,day and
cannot rest until thank you for your
unbroken nursery tonight Next to God
you have saved the children"
:" am sure you never spared yourself
In nursing, said Mrs. Turmoyle
The nursing was the smallest part of
1T. DR.. Holmes says it was not the scar
let fever that killed Stones children. but
their mothers system The fever
found overtaxed brains, bodies weakened
by want of exercise, tempcrs made sui
len by deprivat iarr $50 !, - i ;rh nlaaa-
afY9ou TIE liTaG6e 'for suffering or weak
ness, and the two that are gone but pre-
cede the two now dangerously i'll. If
they recover from the fever they will
never reach maturity unless their mother
sees the error. You may thank your
wife's management for your own GILL
dren, the doctor said to me; there was
something to build on in the sturdy
frames of those young savages.
Mrs. Stone could see no fault in her
system, though two little graves attested
its weakness. Her children, recovering
from the fever, found no relaxation of
home rule, and, listless, pale and dull
eyed, went back to the old routine.
Four wears passed away, and Tom
left home for boarding school, gentle
manly boy of sixteen, well up in his
studies, and in perfect health. Driving
home from the station, after starting
him upon his journey, Mr.. and Mrs. Tur-
movie passed Mr.. Stones handsome
| house, prim and spotless, the garden a
miracle of order, and no signs of busy
| little feet on walk or border.
"Poor Stoner' said Mr.. Turmoyle, "he
| frets sadly for Amy"
at was hard to lose her, the last of the
| five," said Mrs. Turmoyle, " and she was
such patient child after she had lost
| her hearing"
TOO patient There will be no need
now of any system of training. Five
children, all under the sod Oh, Tillie
| Thank God we have not such home as
the one we have just passed. Thank
God for merry voices, clear laughter
noisy feet, and even the crying of oul
baby May. May He guard and bles:
our little ones, and give them goot
health, good principles and happiness
rather than give us the doubtful blessing
of quiet home "-Househ0ld.