Connecticut western news., 1877-03-30

OublL b6bhO OIllS ugly Olc1Oh SAOoh off now?" she asked, on going to be washed.
 70, no," said mamma. "We have no proof that they are sorry yet, there fore it is not safe to trust them; they may go right away to the cupboard
 'sI think they are verry sorry" said Lizzie, in a painful tone.
 But they have not yet said so, re- piled mamma.
 Lizzie went down to breakfast with the ugly black rags on. How she held her spoon 1 cannot tell, do not think she ate much, for she looked unhappy. By and by the little girl came to her mamma, with tears rolling down her cheeks.
 Mamma" she sobbed, "it was l made my fingers naughty-l --naughty I; I'm to blame; and soon the black rag was off from her little fingers.
 Little Harry.-"Are you sure mother said we might spend the change out of this fifty cents, HarryT" asked little Jennie Green, as she and her brother walked along together to the corner grocery to do an errand for their wid- owed mother.
 "Sure! why of course I'm sure, didn't you hear mother calling after me your
 'Yes. heard her, but I thought she said, 'Take care of the change Let me run back, Harry, and ask her, I'll catch up with you before you get to the gro-
 "No you won't young miss, You just ceme right along with me. Pshaw! what soft things girls are, anyway. Don you suppose 1 know what I'm doing 9If 1n3f hn ah ha n Cp0 she sad something like it; any way I'm going to spend it for candy, and she can't get it back very well after eat the candy"
 Poor, little, timid, consclentlous Jen- nie had her doubts doubts about the prOpriety of such procedure, for she knew we'll how hard her poor mother had to work to make ends meet. How ever, she kept her thoughts to herself till Harry was about to buy candy with the ten cents of change, when she said, 'Please, brother, only buy half, l will go without and take my five cents home to mother, for she may need it.
 "There you go again, little preacher. Take your five cents. baby, and go home to your mother: I'm going on the lake to have a skate; and look here, if moth CT asks you about the missing five cents, tell her you have lost it."
 "HalloO, Frank Brown. Is that you, old fellow Come along, and let us have good old-fashioned skate tonight. Hurry up Jennie. and go home but don't tell mother where I've gone to-"
 Poor little Jennie! that was the last time she heard the sound of her reck- less brothers voice for he went down through hole in the ice into the lake with all his sins upon him. His poor mothers prayers have been full of thankfulness to God who took him, her only son, before he had broken her heart altogether.
 Be careful, dear little children, how you begin to steal pennies from your mothers, for the lies you will have to tell to cover up your thefts will harden your hearts till you gradually fall into the pitfalls of sln and temptation as poor little Harry did into the lake.
 Joeu.-A Maltese spanial named Joey, was d very wary and careful watch dog. He would not go to sleep If any door was left unfastened at night, or even the shutters of the garden door were open.
 But one rough, windy, cold night in mid-winter, the family thought him sorely wanting in courage.
 It was about midnight. when loud nOlS0 a ruSu duO UduSs tWoho OfOAJ one in the house.
 A thorough search was made, but nothing could be found different from usual, and no traces of rObber could be seen, Every door and window was fastened.
 Joey utterly refused to help in the search. He had jumped into his basket almost directly after he was aroused, and seemed to think the matter was not worth notice. ,,
 He was taken out and put into the garden, bnt he sat down and would not move step.
 The family laughed and scolded him: "J0ev is a coward" "Joey is lazy," "JOev is no use for a ch-dOg."
 The next morning, they noticed that the old-fashioned tall clock did not strike the hours as usual The cord had broken, letting the weight fall.
 This was what had resounded through the house, and the dog knew there was no danger or trouble, and no reason to move from his comfortable bed.- Youths Companion.
 Dodqer.-Dodger is full bloOded Scotch terrier. His eyes are the bri gh- test of all bright eyes; and he acts just as one might suppose from his name. He lodges here and there,-under the sofa, and behind the stove, and up in 8 chair, and sometimes puts his paws up on the baby's cradle.
 The other day, the baby's red sock dropped off from his foot; and Dodger slyly picked it up. and, going to 8 corner of the room, ate off the red tas- sells that were on it. 1 don't think he will do it again; for he did not act as though they tasted very good.
 Dodger has many cunning ways. He will bring his masters slippers, sit up straight, pretend to be dead, and do many other funny things. Just now his master is trying to teach him to shut a door.
 Dodger belongs to a little boy in Hartford, Connecticut.
 'Did l not give you fogging the other day ?" said a schoolmaster to 8 trembling boy. Yes. sir" answered the boy. "Well, what do the Scriptures say upon the subj ?" "I don't know, sir" said the boy, "except it is in that