The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1881-03-19

Perhaps recent unsuccessful specuations
added to the fathers anger, not being in
just the mood to pay five dollars for a
broken window. Moods do so affect
facts and phases of life.
When Mrs. Parks returned she found
Daisy crying in the nurses arms, and
refused to be comforted, because "buver
dot tipped" Mr.. Parks explained the
matter to his wife, adding that Johnnie
deserved more than he got, and mutter-
ing something about good ive-dollar
bill to repair the damages, and that he
would not have such fooling.
81 never knew Johnnie to tell a lie,
whatever faults he may have. There
may be some mistake about it," said
Mrs. Parks, quietly.
"Oh! you'll take sides with the boy,
of course You are always spelling him
he never will be good for anything" re-
turned her husband, not sufficiently
cooled to maintain his usual gentlemanly
manner toward his wife, in whom he
really had the utmost confidence in judg-
ment and management.
Johnnie was sobbing Historically, and
at sight of his mother almost went into
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was not only wholly innocent, but knew
nothing about it. She tried to persuade
him to go down to tea. He would not !;
injustice is harder for child to bear,
because they can not reason as well as
an older person. Mrs. Parks left John
ME with heavy heart, and doubt in
her mind of Johnnie's truthfulness. Mr..
Parks made no inquiries about him, and
seemed absorbed in his evening paper,
glancing sternly at his wife occasionally,
as much as to say, "You are coddling
that boy"
They were gathering around the tea
table at Mr.. Gunther's. He was wait
ing an opportunity when all the children
should be present to deliver his final fiat
against -balling. Clark was the
last one to take his place, and slid noise
lessly into his seat. His mother quickly
noticed something was wrong. His eyes
were red-had he been cryingp or was
it the cold wind?
Mr.. Gunther spoke sharply about the
mischief done, and said perhaps it was
unjust to punish one when all were to
blame. alt would be WE'LL" he added,
"to impress the lesson all around, as
Johnnie was getting it when left. Now
you understand there is to be no more
snow-balling about my premises"
Clark arose to leave the table. "Why
don't you eat your supper, sirp" de-
manded his father, sternly.
"I-I-don't feel WE'LL" stammered
Clark. leaving the room.
He seemed very studious, for boy
who did not feel well, that evening,
scarcely taking his eyes from his book
for two hours. Then he sprang up sud-
denly, startling them all, exclaiming:
"Father, it's of no use, | can't stand
it any longer; broke the window N.Y.
self; Johnnie was not there at all. I
would rather have had thousand fog
gings than had Johnnie unjustly pun
ished. Come, go with me up there and
let's make it ri ht."
alt was not you who said that John
ME broke the window" said Mr.. Gun
Their. amazed.
"No, it was Bill Blase. He did it to
throw you off the track. And I've been
80 sorry ever since that didn't own
right up. can't live a lie, sir, and all
the boys on the street know that didit
Come, let us CO."
Clark was trembling violently. His
mother put her arms about him and
kissed him without word; but it
him. His father held his
hand tightly all the way, too full of emo
ton to speak.
Mr.. Parks looked very surprised when
thav ontorod tho l;hrorr Ciorl- lI,,,+oJ
out the truth without hesitation, adding,
81 do wish you would give me whip
ping, sir. Where is Johnnie?"
"My poor boy!" exclaimed Mr.. Parks,
sinking in chair. He had been secret
~ troubled all the evening, and found
himself going over and over a column
in his newspaper without understanding.
He knew that he had been hasty, and
thought perhaps too severe. He realized
an unusual commotion about the house,
and hastv steps out and in the front
door, and withal he missed his wife and
the happy faces of his children.
I" Let us all go to Johnnie's room,"
said Mr.. Parks, after few minutes
silence. His hand upon the door, the
three stood almost paralyzed at the
words that reached them:
"Oh, don't, papa; l didn't know
indeed 1 didn't know. Oh, don't!
Mamma! mammal"
"Johnnie has been asleep" said the
doctor, staring wonderingly at the
strange group that entered the room.
81 fear he is very i'll. What a fever he
has! What is the meaning of thisp''
he asked, looking from one to the other.
Mr.. Parks took Johnnie from the bed,
and Clark took the little hot hands in
his. Kneeling by him he cried, 81 did
it, Johnnie; did it. / broke the win
dow! Do speak, Johnnie"
"This is queer, !" said the little doctor,
slipping quickly to the boy, and scent
ing something of the trouble. az COM
mand silence, or the child will die"
Shivering sobs shook his frame, and he
occasionally shrieked the terrible words.
The doctor prepared an anodyne, and
ordered that the child should not be dis
turbed except to give the medicine. Two
hours after he looked in again. Mr..
Parks still held his boy in his arms;
great cords stood upon his forehead,
showing his suffering. The mother and
Mr.. Gunther had both been silently
weeping. Clark lay with his face buried
in q pillow. The doctor examined
Johnnie long and carefully, and finally