The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1881-08-24
Impatient Fanny.

change OF air. Let give three cheers,
and with waving cap three merry, but
rather boisterous, cheers were given by
George Alcott.
"Take care, Master George, that we
do not have three cheers given to have
you sent there, too
Now, Kitty, is that all the thanks
you have for bringing you such splendid
newsl Didn't you say less than half an
hour ago that l was a broth of boy p
Sure, and they are the very words you
used, and with merry twinkle in his
eye, and bow of mock humility, George
bounded down stairs two steps at a
time.
What boy Sure, the contrast be-
tween these two children beats ALL One
so good-natured like, taking every thing
pleasantly. The other fretting and grumb-
ling from morning till night. Don't
wonder Master George is glad to hear
that his sister Fanny is going to the
country for change of air. She's kept
him on the go morning, noon, and night
to amuse her since getting better and
declare she's taken the life most out of
me with her notional ways since the fever
left her."
kitty, where's my sack I CAN'T
find it anywhere?" exclaimed fretful-
looking little girl, as she entered the nur-
sery and rummaged over the closet.
You did not bring it back to its
place the last time you wore it, Miss
Fanny"
"Then go and look it up for I'm tired
out. And Fanny impatiently flung her
self in a rocking chair, while Kitty had to
lay down her sewing and look for the
missing sack.
Here it is. Your ma says you left it
in her room the last time you wore it,
and so she hung it up in her closet"
"That's So was tired enough after
the long ride I took that day, and NAM
ma didn't mind my leaving my things in
her room"
Your mas most too indulgent to you,
Miss Fanny, and you take advantage of
it since your sickness to be waited upon all
the time"
kitty O'Brian, you've no right to
say any such thing to me. You are a
hateful, disobliging old thing; there
now" And hastily thrusting her arms
into her sack, she left the room with a
scowling face and muttering, Just wish
she had had such long, trying fever as
l have had, and we'd see if she would
feel as meek as lamb after it,
"Come, Fam called out George, "the
carriage is waiting Uncle Will can't
be detained any longer
"There goes my glovel' petulantly
exclaimed Fanny, as she inpatiently drew
one upon her hand and tore great piece
out of it. cts just my luck I'll have
to give up the ride now, for I can't stir
another step, I'm too tired"
ell run up stairs and get another
pair for you" replied George. Jump
into the carriage, and I'll be back in
iiffy."
And away flew good-natured George
to Kitty for another pair of gloves for
his sister.
"Why, Fanny I think you must
have been bit impatient to have torn
your glove SO badly said her uncle, as
he looked at the tattered glove. You'll
have to learn lesson of patience from
your Cousin Susie. She never gets so
furried or impatient, as you do"
Fanny did not at all like being told
she was impatient, and anxious to keep
in the good graces of her Uncle Will,
she made rather more pleasing reply
than she was apt to make to faithful,
working Kitty, or to her brother
George, when either of them spoke of her
fretful ways. She never thought, how
ever, of curing herself of her growing
faults; for it was not sickness alone that
had made Fanny Alcott peevish child.
No, indeed for her Cousin Susie was but
just recovering from the same fever, and
through it all she had shown such sweet
patience that all about her counted it a
privilege to watch over and care for
her.
The secret of this great difference in
the cousins was that one had learned
from her dear parents, and in Sunday
School, how to become follower Of
Christ. And Susie would often check
murmuring, or impatient words with
thoughts of Jesus and how it would
grieve him to see her, one of his lambs,
give way to naughty words or deeds.
Though Fanny likewise attended Sun
day School, and was as carefully taught,
Sunday after Sunday, the right way to
live as Christian child, she SO careless
ly listened to what was said to her, that
earnest words made little or no impress
sion upon her mind. The good seed evil
IDENTIFY fell upon stony ground and so not