The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1876-12-07
A Broken Teapot.
IDanbury News. |

- DAVhou AodpOts
IDanbury News
Notwithstanding that we are annual
o. making rapid strides toward a higher eli,
n llization, the barbarous practice of pal
7 ents lying into a passion and beatin
their children within an inch of thei
4 lives for some trivial effense, has not We
become wholly obsolete. Mrs. Sharker i
one In whom this inhuman custom
a finds strenuous supporter. Whethe
E or no she evermeditated upon Solomon
/ prediction, "Spare the rod and spoil tn
/ Child" we cannot say, but that no othe
left'handed woman in the country infict
, more unnecessary punishment upon he
) children we will wager a box of straw
berries in December or an Ulster over
.. coat in July, just which the taker of thil
bet prefers. The day that Lynn was tC
make her great demonstration in favor o.
the election OF Hayes to the presidency
Mrs. Sharker's son James, while In the
act OF conveying the teapot from the
stove to the breakfast-table, rather than
suffer the skin to be burned from the
palms of his hands, let it drop upon the
floor, breaking it into more pieces than
there are letters in William Lloyd Gar
rison's name. Without stopping to
gather up the debris, she hurried out into
the yard to procure bludgeon sufi-
GENTLY large to deal out to her boy the
punishment which his act had merited.
SeiziDg an old barrel stave, she was on
her way back to the kitchen when she
was unexpectedly brought to halt.
James had turned the key in the door.
How he dared to do such thing can
only be accounted for on the grounds
that selt-preservation is one of the first
laws of nature. 1t was cool morning,
and being thinly clad besides just emerg-
Ing from warm room, Mrs. Sharker was
in great danger of taking cold. Turning
the knob and giving push at the same
time she brought her nose up bang
against the door, which added not lit
tie to her wrath and when she found
that the door had not stuck, as she at
first supposed, but was fastened and the
key in her sons hands, her anger knew
no bounds. If she could have laid hands
OH that boy that moment he would never
have spoken afterwards, and another cry
of murder would have been heralded
through the land. Giving the door a
furious blow with her foot which nearly
unjointed her big toe, she shouted
"Jimmy~
The person addressed gave back no
sign of recognition.
jimmy" she shrieked, as only an
impatient woman can shrek, pounding
on the entrance with her fist.
"What !" innocently inquired Jimmy,
in whining voice.
"Open this door," she answered,
twitching the corners of her mouth.
You'll lick me-" said the boy inside.
She waited moment.
"Open this door, tell you," she soon
exclaimed, dealing the top part of the
door kick with her foot.
Won't you lick me ifI'll let you in ?"
inquired the boy, presently.
Feeling that she was endangeripg her
health she said, after some little hesita-
ton.
"Pll see about that part of it by-and-
by"
The boy began to grow more bold.
Throw away that stick then" he
said, peeping at her through the q lass at
he side Of the door,.
She was not in the habit of being die
.ated to, and this CALLED her proud spirit
Tightening her grip upon the
'tave she decended the steps, and went
md tried the cellar door, thinking to get
INTO the house by that means, but it was
Returning, she gave the door
mother spiteful shake and said, with
,reat vehemence,
Jimmy, open this door, instantly"
Won't you lick me?" inquired the
10Y.
Then you don't getin.N,
"Come, let me in, Jimmy; that's
,ood boy" she said in subdued voice,
fter waiting several minutes.
"Say you won't lick me-" urged the
10Y, holding up the key in her view.
Seeing that he was determined, and
hat he had her at his mercy, she finally
aid:
"Well, won't"
"Won't lick me at all?,'
No." she replied, taking hold of the
mob.
"Won't tell father to, neither ?'
She reflected moment, and then said,
No."
Won't tell him, either" persisted
he boy.
She promised not to.
Let me 60 out and see the procession
o nightT he continued, putting the key
n the door. ;
Perhaps So"
mo perhaps about it. Say yes"
We'll, yes" said she, beginning to
remble with the cold.
And tomorrow night, tooT'
81 guess co."
And buy me a torcb-lightT he
Idded.
you'll have to ask your father" said
he mother.
He'll buy me one if you let him."
the boy. Will your
Yes. Come, now, open the door.
DO you want your mother to get cold
nd dieT' she inquired, Struggling her
houlders with the cold.
Not If she won't lick me any more,"
eplied Jimmy.
He heard footsteps on the walk, and
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