Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1882-01-26

T Nhen Time snail have Silvered J our hal
Y And the shadow lis deep at the portal
I, 'IWiXt you and the mansion SO fair.
= Mrs. W. 4. Kidier.
r DEEDS, NOT WORDS.
n Edith and Kate Graham were cir
{ of nine and ten years old. They wei
i. both clever, and had the keen love fc
some of their studies combined wit
! the strong dislike of others which is
. mark of many intelligent children
Kate loved history; Edith, on the COZ
trary, thought it every dry and pre-
, terred geography and even sums, muc
to the wonder of her sister. They wer
both very fond of poetry, and when tn
day came round on which it stood OF
the lesson list, they were glad.
One day Edith had chosen the wei
known poem of "Casabianca" for he
, piece, and having said it we'll and en-
joyed both the saying it, and her moth
er's praise when it was done she laiC
down the book and saw that her sisteI
had been listening while she repeated
the verses.
"DO you like it, Kate?" she said.
Like it," cried the excitable Kate
81 think it is splendid! What would
not have given to be that boy! TIC
die such noble death and to be such
Il hprOw
WHAT do you call being a hero,
KateY' said her mother, smiling as she
watched Kate's flushing cheeks and
sparkling eyes.
"0h, motherl A hero? Why, some
one who dies on the field of battle, or
kills his enemies; Or-or-"
"ls burnt up alive" said Edith,
quietly.
But fancy" said Mrs Graham,
"that You rather miss the lesson of the
poem. What do you think, Kate, that
Casabianca died to provr?"
"Why, mother" said Kate, "he died
because he was brave, noble boy, and
WAS not afraid, even of such dreadful
death~
"Well, I admire him as much as you
do, Kate; but | still think that you
have not fully understood what is the
real beauty of his character. All the
heroes that | admire either suffer or
conquer, Or do great deeds for some
particular end which they had in view;
not merely for the sake of showing
how brave, or how clever or how great
they are, What, now, do you say was
the reason that Casabianca stood so
bravely there, while the terrible flames
came nearer and nearer, and even I'M
til they wrapped him round in iirep'
"EIis father told him to wait there"
said Edith in her gentle voice.
"Yes," cried Kate, seizing the idea at
once; "he died at his post of duty, and
it was splendid thing to do. | wish,
| was boy, that l might be a soldier,
and die on the field of battle, clasping
the queens colors in my arms, or fight |
ing bravely for my country"
"Well," said Mrs. Graham, smiling,
"there are plenty of opportunities Civ.
EN- to both men and women to do brave
things and grand things; more, perhaps,
than you think. A do not forget |
that the beauty of Casabianca's heroic
death was its obedience lie died, as
every hero worth the name has died
such deaths as you admire, to prove
his obedience"
Kate blushed at this, for her bright,
character was just of the
sort which finds obedience the hardest
lesson to learn.
"MOther," she said, "whenever |
read or hear of things like this, l can
not help longing to have the chance of
doing the same"
Don't be afraid, Kate. The wish is
in itself a noble one; but remember, it
requires a great deal that you have yet
to learn to become a heroine, and the
chance may come sooner than you
think"
A week or two after this conversa-
lion there came what Kate and Edith
thought the most delightful event of
he whole year-the annual visit to
he seaside. 1t was a month full of
happiness and enjoyment. Capt. Gra-
nam, their father, sometimes took them
,ut on boating expeditions, when they
we're allowed to fish for mackerel.
One bright morning, the two girls
lad cOaXed the father into promising !
o take them on one of these short sea-
rips. They went down to the place
where boats were to be hired, and
hose the one they liked best" 7
"Now, girls" said their father, "you
wo can get in and arrange yourself i
comfortably, and you must wait for /
ne here. have to go up into the t
own, but l will be back in ten min. :
ties. Don't be up to any mischief, h
ow, but whatever happens stay here. .
am, the boatman, will look after his n
oat and you, too, so wait quietly till l Q
eturn." q
Away went Capt. Graham on his g
rraud, and Kate and Edith took their b
laces, asked many questions of old h
Am Salter, whom they had known for S,
everal years, and whose opinion on "
lind, weather, and fishing prospects, n
hey held in much respect. O
A quarter of an hour went by, and n
Ir. Graham did not return; then Sam q
lid to them, o.
81 hope the cap'n won't be long; for al
le tides a comm in, and we might as Ii
ell be off. We shall have change
efore night; and it won't be all SUM-
Ter sailin' by this afternoon. But if y, u,
'u young ladies are not afraid of be. o
g left, I'll just run up for an old tar us
sulin O mine, which is KEEP up at SO
y ole woman's cottage, and I'll be
,wn again before the cap'n's aboard" d.
"Afraid, Samr' cried Kate, a little DR.
jured. "Why, your cottage is close ra