The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1884-02-09
HOW ROSE WAS CURED OF LAZI.
NESS.

| HVW kVSE WAS VUNED VI LAKIs
NESS.
think every mamma who has little
! boy or girl who hates to learn would do
well to read to her pc. this pretty story
taken from the French. The writer has
children Of her own, upon whom this
story had a very good effect, and fcol-
| ing for other mothers who have great
trouble in teaching their charges A, b,
G, she repeats II here for family use
Rose was pretty little girl five years
old, who would have been very sweet
but for one bad fault. am sorry to
say she was very lazy. When her
mamma called her to say her lesson,
she had ever so many reasons to give
for not coming. "lt is too SOON" 'sThe
clock has not struck yeti" or "Wait
till have done this game;' or ut Is
too cold" Then, when she had made
up her mind to come at last, she would
yawn between each word, stop, look
down on the ground, play with her feet.
and say over and over again: "Oh! how
tiresome learning to read is!' You
may know that she did not get a'ong
fast. All the EtAlc friends of her own
age who camc to see her were already
able to amuse themselves reading
pretty stories without help, while she
was just beginning to spell in one syl-
liable. Poor, poor child!
One day she said TO her mother:
"Mamma, why am / Obliged to learn
to read and scwP Only look at Jean
nettc, the farmers girl; she Is fifteen
years old, but knows nothing about
reading or writing. She told me that
II tired her to go to school, and that her
mother had let her stay away
Mamma-So. you would like to re-
semblc Jeanette, who is nothing but a
rough peasant girl, who can never do
anything better while she lives than
keep cowsp But even that is some oc-
cupation while you would 10 good for
nothing at all
Rose--I think 1t would be splendid to
keep cows and goats, and ii you will
only let me say no more lessons, mann
ma, I'll go every day and help Jeannette
to take care of them.
Mamma believe, my child, that you
will soon have enough Of it, but we can
try 1t. II you like you may begin to-
morrow.
Tho next morning Rose was Weakened
by her nurse Mt six o'clock. Now you
must know our littln lady had no mind
to rise: so early, but the novelty Of the
thing made her submit without frcttinp
more than little bit. She swallowed q
cup of milk as fast as she could. ate 4
small piece Of bread and ran out to join
Jeanette, who was waiting for her in
the yard with her cows and goats. Rose,
having had crook given her, drove
them before her They soon came to d
large meadow, covered with grass and
shut in by hedges. Jeanette sat down
on rock AMI took out her knitting,
while Rose picked flowers TO make a
nosegay and ran about gaily from side
10 side. Suddenly she caught sight OF
pretty wild rose blooming in hedge,
and have il she would but In order to
reach it, she had to climb over the
bushes that grew around it; at last her
hand touched it, and she pulled the
branch towards her; but The thorns
prickcd her, and pain made her draw
back so abruptly that she fell, tearing
her dress and scratching her knee. Cry
ing bitterly, she ran to show Jeannette
her scratched fingers and bleeding knee.
Instead Of plying her, the girl laughed
at her and said ia, miss, you know
that roses have thorns! When you come
out in the fields to play, You ought not
to cry for such trines!" After Rose had
quietcd down a little, she began to play
with young. goat, that consented at
first to gambol with her; but pretty soon
the goat showed signs of wanting to
butt, while Rose pulled and pushed to
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angry, made thrust at poor Rose with
her horns. that sent her rolling ON the
ground, believing as if she were being
killed. Jeannettc came to her aid, for
Madam Goat wanted to return to tie
charge. She picked up the little girl,
made her sit down by her side and said:
"l'll thank you to be quiet awhile, Miss
| Rose; you are harder to take care OF
than all tho cows and goats put to-
gether"' "
Rose Jeanette, + am hungry; when
are we to 60 and get BREAKFAST?
Jeanette oh, we are not going to
breakfast at all. We are not to sec
home until seven o'clock in the evening.
Hut here, child. you can have some
black bread and an onion.
Rose An onion! OH! dreadful ! what
. scent! Why, it makes the tears come
in my eyes just to see you eat it!
Rose ate part Of her bread, and
gave the rest to the COWS. Then she
knew not what to do next. .'Jeannette,
tell me story, will youp"
! Jeanette miss! / don't know
any
| Rose-Have you not read some in
books, like my mamma? She tells me
such pretty ones.
Jeanette Why, miss, you know
that / cannot read.
Rosc---Ah. / forgot But, Jeanette,
am SO tired. Are you not tired. too,
say?
Jeanette La, miss, not much. l
am knitting, you see. Why don't you
knit?
| Rosc-I don't know how. Mamma
did try to teach me, but would not
learn.
Rose kept trying to get Jeanette to
talk, but to every question that she
asked could get no other answer than
this: LA, miss! don't know" and SO
the poor child got more and more tired.
Never had day seemed SO long to her.
She would have given anything in the
world to see her mamma appear, even
with the lesson book in her hand. As she