Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1878-12-13

requested to "be horse and let Harry
ride straddle to Boston," She is, ques-
toned, also, on many delicate, points,
He gets very close to her and asks what
that white stuff on her face is, and what
makes her wear such funny little hat.
!. A few years of this juvenile terror and
then appears another stage Of the boy.
He gets fever only appeased by mar
bles. 1t is useless to head of this phase;
if it is shut off in one direction it breaks
out more violently in some other. It
goes through period Of six or seven
years, and costs much in anxiety. broken
window-panes and mortified pride. He
is afflicted with rats, pigeons and other
boyish complaints, which are harmless,
but annoying. He brings in six dirty
steel traps to amuse his sick sister, who
grows worse under it, aud in his solicit
tude he straps his legs fast to six feet Of
stills and stoops to enter the door Of her
room. to the horror and disnay Of his
mother He brings little notes home
from school, which he tries to explain in
favorable light, but fails to convince
his parents that it was "only because
Bill Wilson dropped his slate on Abe
Hennegan's toes and made me laugh. ~
Ho carves his awkward initials on old
Mrs. Williams cellar door and she
threatens bis arrest He goes to see
Humpty Dumpty, and comes home and
throws real brickbats at his aunt, and
Bridget is met with battcring blow
from his head when she is bringing lin
the coal. He makes life a burden and
home a delusion and snare. He tears
the comforts in more ways than one and
Sits the pillow cases to match them.l--
Gradually he leaves off his hurly- burly
life aud imperceptibly glides into aioo5's
CHAPTER nI.--"wHERE's MY BLUE TfET'
Where is the backing brush ? ! am
going to little surprise, and won't be
home til! eleven. Is my percale shirt
done up nice | wish you'd make my
collars sitter. | don't thank some one
for throwing my coat down and getting
It wrinked all up How do you like
this hat? Think Il looks better than my
soft one 2" You will find the pigeon
boxes deserted about this period not
rat trap cumbers the back yard. The
woodshed theatrcals are all ended; the
stills are put away, kites forgotten, and
window glass is in perfect safety. Tho
dust has filed up the rude initials in Mrs.
Williams cellar door, and there is an
unlimited quiet all around the housc.- 49,
Chairs stay in their places, and panta-
looms will no longer bear cutting over
for the boy. He gets them now out of
new stuff, aud mothers "cut' will not
satisfy him. He is not in the way now,
and there is a heavy pain in mothers
heart as she thinks that he will never
need her much any more. The inno-
cent eyes bave deeper meaning In them
now. They have taken into their depths
the reflection of face younger than
mothers, and life begins to look real to
them. q. .ssa Is aet .s4sa 81
The world is full Of homes where
these pictures will be recognized and
hung up as family portraits--homcs
where there are no sounds Of young
voices now. They grow away into the
great world SO soon, and we put away
the nalnelcss feeling Of desolation as we
do the cast-of toys of childhood I; and
when the evening Of life approaches tho
heart goes back over the track of time,
and is once more with the children in tho
dear old long ago. ts ~ d asif