The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1882-06-21
Ghildrrn's Column.
Brothers-and Brothers.


Robs coming home tomorrow Rob's
coming home tomorrow T. sang little
Christabel, dancing up and down the long
piazza in her JOY.
Is he, truly?" asked boy who came
up the steps just as Christabel danced
into sight, Coming to stay, or only for
a visit?"
For along vacation, answered Chris.
label. That's great whichever so
many weeks, guess. And oh, Mamie, +"
to little girl whose curly head Just then
came in sight behind the boy, when
Rob comes we can go down to the lake
and get pond-lilies, and to the mill, and
everywhere. Aren't you glad he's com
ing2r
would have nothing better to do than
trotting around with a couple of brats
Don't you expect any such thing, Mamie
He'll go fishing and shooting with me,
but he won't bother his head with you,
or Christabel either. You needn't think
it."
"I don't" answered Mamie, tossing
her curly head {" know what big
brothers are, Mister Tom: they're cross
and horrid to their little sisters.
Because little sisters are nuisances,"
said Tom. what are they good for,
any way
"Rob doesn't think that I'm a uni
sance, cried Christabel " and he's never
cross and horrid, Mamie You wait and
see how kind he'll be to us He'll take
us everywhere we want to 90, I know
And know he won't, said Tom as
he walked of whistling He thought he
knew great deal more about what big
boy at home from the military academy
a long vacation, was likely to do, than
} tile Christabel But here he was mis-
lken, for he only knew what he would
lie likely to do himself and that was no
; ule for Rob Temple who was a very
different sort of boy from Tom Anderson.
He had been brought up to be polite and
kind to everybody, but especially to
women and his mother and his little sis
ter were very important persons in his
eyes. He would have blushed with
shame if he had ever caught himself
speaking rudely to Christabel, as Tom
Anderson constantly spoke to Mamie
And little Mamie who was Christabel's
neighbor and playmate, could hardly get
over her establishment when she found
it all true as her friend had said. Rob
was a tall boy, away above the little
girls heads, and he looked so fine in his
military cap and buttons that Mamie felt
at first dreadfully shy of him. but she
soon got over that.
Many pleasant excursion the two
little ones had with him during that
long vacation. He took them out in his
boat, he gave them rides on his pony, he
went off on long rambles in the woods
and fields with them, and never seemed
to find them the least bit of nuisance.
One day he refused tempting invitation
for their sakes Tom Anderson had got
up party of young fellows to go over
the mountain on a deer-hunt, and Rob
would have liked very well to have
joined it; but that day, as it happened,
he had promised to take the little girls
down to Delivers mills, and he would
not disappoint them. So, while the boys
went off with their guns over their
shoulders, Rob put Mamie and Christa-
bel into his boat and rowed them down to
the mill. Old Mr.. Dolliver, in his dusty
hat and tloury coat, was very glad to see
them. He showed them all the wonders
of the mill, and his wife made them some
delicious pancakes out of -four that they
had seen go into the hopper as wheat
Mamie and Christabel had lovely time,
and Rob enjoyed it because they did. He
did not spoil their pleasure by letting
them know that he would much rather
have gone with the cunning party and
indeed be had pleasure himself that
was far beyond any the guns could have
given him. Can you guess what it was
1t was the sweet pleasure OF knowing
that through his self-denial he had made
others happy, and so obeyed the law of
Christ Young Reaper.