Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1878-05-09
Edith Haywood, in Christian Onion. J
BESSIE AND DEACON FOX.
How to Make a Nice Apology.

Please, sir, give me ride.'
Deacon Fox stopped his horse and
sered round the side of-his old buggy.
a the road stood q little girl, the TOP
her head about even with the wheel
the deacon's carriage, and by .her
de was big basket much too heavy
r her little arms. lss-ai..ia ~ gfss. ;
Whats all this, what's all this?'
led the deacon, sharply. What are
pu stopping me on the road for, eh?'
Il thought perhaps you. would give
5e a ride, said the little girl, looking
kther frightened. I'VE are both going
he same way, and my basket is awful
5avy; just lift il and see.' f.l 1856
The deacon stared. - 49,, ~
MAY 1 get in?' she continued,
rambling up, basket and all, and Ia
ing the empty seat beside him.
", but he gavel Old D6bbin, who haa
sen placidly switching the flies of
,ith his tail, such sharp touch of the
hip that away they vert rattling
long the road, and almost bouncing
ut of the carriage. Then the deacon
aruned and looked 81 his little coni-
anion, beginning with the pink sun
onnet, and confiding blue eyes be-
eath, and ending with the little dusty
pots that were resting on3the did o.
ne basket. ,.ftst "a y
HUMP said the deacon, are yon one
the school children?
Yes said blue eyes, looking up, j
a Bessie Bly,. Don't you remem bei
missed in the multiplication table
hen you examined US? But 1 knew
/; 1t was only because you hurried
ne so.'
well, we'll, well,' said the deacon to
imself, things have come to pretty
ass;' and he shook his head sadly. j
'onder what this generation will be
D to next?' tsA-l7i-- s- -ar ,.1,
You see the deacon had no little girls
boys of his own, and the school chill.
rem generally crossed the road when
hey saw him coming, for they all fell
a aHesome dread of Mr.. Fox. 1t was
9 who examined them at the end oi
ehool. 1t was he who punished the
aughty boys, and feprfmandeds the
aughty girls; andit wast he who al
Iays asked terrible questions when he
ime to call upon their mammas. Sc
was a strange sight to see the old
bacon, with his keen. eyes twinkling
3neath his bushy eyebrows and his
!ern, hard face, driving, in his old
uggy, with one of the school children
nd a market basket by, bis side, They
rove along some little distance in ST.
nee, and then the deacon felt his
eeve pulled by gentle and rather
mid fingers. He looked down and
70 large blne eyes met his.
Are yOu cross? said Bessie, COS ]
sked for ride.'
Tut, tot! child, said the deacon
Then,if you ain't,Thy dom 'tyou talk
mt? continued Bessie, and askSme
no discovered American You al.
avs ask us that sstVs ~ jsii.
Then ii is to be hoped you know by
sis time said the deacon. DO you
0 to Sunday school, child?'
oh yes,' said Bessie, folding hel
ands and crossing her thumbs as
iough she were about to repeat les
m
What do you learn therea, asked the
eacOn.
Il learn to do unto Others as 4 would
hat they should do unto Inc, ,iireplied
essie, glibly, and, itoilovea my neigh.
Dr. as myself ..-, Nti.p ,1isas1 o.
! 80 yon learn al lIist, 2 said the dea-
IN. Well, thatss something; and
no is your neighb6f2 Does he Z 20
lsckberrying Wfthlyoufslia i ecs5
oh, yes, said Bessie, laughing, but