Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-05-17
YOUTHS COLUNN.

Stick to your Bush.-Mr. Morgan was
a rich, and also good man. The peo-
pie of the town respected him, sent
him to Parliament, and seldom under
took anything without asking his ad-
vice. IL school house was to be built.
the plan had to be talked over with
him. Widow P asked him what
she should plant in her field, farmer
s. always got his advice in buying
cattle, and Mrs. R consulted him
about bringing up her boys
When asked how he was so Success
full. Mr.. Morgan said: 81 will tell you
how it was. One day. when / was q
lad. a party of boys and girls were go
ing TO adistant pasture to pick whortle-
berries. / wanted to go with them,
but was fearful that my father would
not let me. When told him what was
going on, and he at once gave me per-
mission to go with them, could hard
ly contain myself for joy, and rushed
into the kitchen and got big basket.
and asked mother for a luncheon. l
had the basket on my arm, and was
just going ont of the gate, when my
father called me back. He took hold
of my hand, and said. in very gentle
voice: Joseph. what are you going for,
to pick berries or to play r TO pick
berries l replied. Then, Joseph, i
want to tell you one thing. 1t is this
When you find pretty good bush. do
not leave it to find a better one. The
other boys and girls will run about,
wasting a great deal of time, and not
getting many berries. Ii you do as
they do. you will come home with an
empty basket. Ii you want berries,
stick to your bush.'
IL went with the party, and We had
capital time. But 1t was just as my
father said. No sooner had one found
a good bush than he called to the rest,
and they left their several places and
ran off TO the new-fOund treasure. Not
content more than a minute or two in
one place, they ambled over the whole
pasture, got very tired, and at night
had but very few berries. My fathers
words kept ringing in my ears, and
stuck to my BUSH When l had done
with one, l found another, and finished
that; then Il took another. When
night came, l had a large basketful
of nice berries, more than all the
others put together, and was not half
so tired as they were. l went home
happy. But when entered l found
my father had been taken i'll. He
looked at my basketful of ripe. black
berries, and said, We'll done, Joseph.
Was it not just as told yOn Away
stick to your bush.'
"He died few days after, and had
to make my way in the world as best
could. But nv fathers words sunk
deep into my mind, and never forgot
the experience of the whOrtleberry par
ty-l stuck to my BUSH When had
a fair place, and was doing tOlerably
well, did not leave it and spend weeks
and months in finding one little bet
ter. When other young men said !:
Come with us, and we will make a
fortune in a few weeks | shook my
head and stuck TO my bush.' Present.
ly my employers offered to take me in |
to business with them. stayed with |
the old house until the principals died. !
and then had everything wanted. |
The habit of sticking to my business
led people to trust me, and gave me a |
character. | owe all have and am to |
this mOttO-'Stiek to your bush.D-. |
MOore's Rural Ner Yorker.