The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1879-07-10

way more careful and considerate an(
atfectionate 7aolO to the mother whom
| am sure you love very much, / shall
be glad indeed that I have said them
and sometime you will be glad too
however dull and prosy you may thinl
them now.
! And as for your mothers picture
boys (for want to say word about
that, too, never go away from her with
out It, Keep it by you always; not il
your trunk or drawer, but on your bu
reau, or wall, or shelf, where you car
see it constantly, and where it can see
you. You will lead truer lives for it
believe me. For it is in the privacy Of
our own chambers, perhaps, that we
think our meanest thoughts and do oul
meanest acts; and you will hardly care
to think or act unworthily, with those
eyes following you about the room.
And the other of the two things that
Royal did this morning? Well, with
the thought of his earthly parent sober
ing and purifying his heart, he knelt
down beside his bed and poured out his
soul to his Heavenly Father. A simple,
honest, straightforward prayer whose
words would not repeat here, since they
were meant for Gods ears alone. Only
hope that In this second thing, also,
every boy who reads this will think
Royal Lowrie worthy of imitation.
Marys Long Turnip Bed
"Here, Mary" called her father, II
want you to do an errand for me-"
Mary came running as fast as her two
little bare feet could bring her. Her
father had just come from the store, and
was pouring something from paper
parcel into small cloth bag.
"There," he said, tying up the bag,
Il borrowed some turnip seed at Mr..
Browns last week, and now I want to
return it. This is their bag; I've filled
it as full as I had it, and I want you to
carry it over there"
"Yes, SIR" replied Mary, her eyes
sparkling with delight, for she dearly
loved to go over to Mr. Browns and see
Jenny and the guinea-pigs.
"Be sure and tell them T am very
much obliged" added her father, as she
started off,
eyes, sir" she replied again, and away
down the road twinkled the brown bare
feet.
It was such lovely June day, and
Mary danced along, swinging the bag
by the string.
So, with dancing and singing, and
swinging the bag, the quarter of mile
was soon passed over, and there was
Mr.. Browns house, and Jenny running
to meet her.
Mrs. Brown stood in the dooryard
feeding the geese, and Mary gave her
the bag of turnip seed.
Father says he's very much obliged"
she said, hurriedIv, and then started off
on a run with Jenny to see the gum
ea-pigs, for Jennie had just told her
that it you took one up by the tail, his
eyes would drop out, and Mary was very
anxious to try it.
Mrs. Brown looked at the bag.
Seems to me there isn't near as mucn
as he borrowed" she said to herself.
" [ shouldn't wonder if Nathan had to
buy some more"
AS she carried the bag into the house,
she spied tiny hole in the bottom
where the seeds might leak out, and,
like prudent woman, mended it.
Warm rains came on soon after this,
and in about week little turnip plants
began to appear in the road between
the two houses. 1t was a road so little
travelled that there were ribands of
green turf in it almost all the way, so
the turnips had quite chance for their
life,
Mary's father began to notice them,
and SO did Mr.. Brown. Finally it came
out that Mary had lost almost all the
turnip-seed out of that hole in the bag,
as she swung it about.
The soil was not rich enough to
make much of crop of turnips, but
the road was green-spotted with them
all summer, and they all called it
Mary's turnip-bed."