The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1884-07-05
NUMBER SO.

or helped Mr.. Styles to meat. aud then
handed him the biscuits, but he de-
clined them, saying that the corn-lread
looked so delicious that he thought he
should hardly be able to eat anything
else. The pan was directly be ore him.
and he cut himself a generous slice as
he spoke, l watched him as took the
first bite, fully expecting some COM
plimentary remark to mother; hut none
came. He swallowed the piece he had
taken into his mouth, and then laid the
slice down by his plate, peculiar ex-
preston ON his face.
II don't believe he likes II"
thought. aud | was feeling very much
puzzled aud little hurt, when. to my
amazcmcnt, saw him, after hurried
glance around the table To sec II he was
observed. transfer the slice of corn. bread
to his coat-nnckef
At that moment mother, who had been
busy with the coiice-cups, looked up.
/ ~ hope the corn-brcad Is to youi
liking, Mr. Styles, said she said, pleas.
Antly. "Do take another piece.
| "Thank you, madam" said Mr..
Styles. and drawing the pan toward him
he cut another slice even larger than
the first.
| fully expected to see him eat this;
but he did not even taste II, and pres
emily II followed the first slice into that
convenient pocket. felt so sure the
bread was good that | could only con-
to eat on tho road to Morristown, or
| that he intended 1t for some poor, starv-
ing child he might possibly meet And
yet poor. starving children were not
common on our high road
edo take another slice Of corn bread,
Mr.. Styles. said mother, noticing that
he had none on his plate. Il am SO
glad you like II. y
"a have taken two slices already, sou
KNOW he answered.. Don't urge me
to take any more, please. ] do not fee
as II could touch another morsel."
His horse was saddlcd and waiting
for him at the gate when we rose from
the table, and after thanking father and
mother for their hospitality, and regret
ting that he could not stay longer, he
mounted and rode away. hung over
the gate and watched him disappear
down the road in cloud OF dust and
then ran In to tell mother what had
seen. She was In the kitchen washing
up the pots and pans, and Joe WAS
standing In the doorway feeding Dash
and Hero with some scraps he had col.
lccted from the breakfast table.
what appetltcs these hounds have"
he said, as | entered. IL have given
them that whole pan Of corn-bread.
mother and yet they are not satisfied. ("
They ought 10 have put their noses
! in Mr.. Styles's coat-pocket." | cried.
They would have found plenty to eat
! there"
| "What do you meanp" asked mother.
turning around. IL don't believe you
know what you are saying, Jenny"
Yes, | do, answered, stouty. II
was watching him all through break
fast, and he put both those slices OF
orn-bread in his pocket when he
thought nobody was looking
| Are you sure Of that, Jennyp and
mother looked very stern.
Eyes, am just as sure as anything"
might be hungry on the read
| Mother made no reply; but going in
to the dining-room lifted the pan of
corn-bread from the table and looked
OF it, A single glance was enough.
The pan fell with q CHATTER among the
breakfast dishes, and mother sank into
a chair Us II utterly overcome.
JENNY she cried. "Oh, Jenny!I
how did this happenp l told you SO
particularly which pan to put on the
table. No wonder Mr.. Styles couldn't
eat this" nmS Va
..Why what's the matter with itpr L
asked, feeling rather bcwildered II
put on the pan that looked best, man.
ma. This had such a beautiful rich
crust!''
II know it had! The chicken gravy
made it look rich Jenny, Jenny, why
couldn't you have minded me This is
the corn-bread mixed up for The dogs,
and put all the scraps / had left into
| it, that chicken gravy which was down
in the cellar q whole week, some mush,
LETT over from Wednesday, the scraps
OF pork, and --and--dear knows what
else. a knew the dogs would eat any
thing, and ! merely put in the corn
| meal and water to hold the mess to-
gether /" 4s
\ realized then what I.had done, and
Of course burst into tears at once, and
throwing myself on the dining-room
SOIA, CIl6u unull cOuku cIy III uiVAc.
Mother did not attempt to comfort me.
! i don t suppose she felt like administer
ing kisses and caresses just then. and it
is probable that she thought l deserved
to suffer little. But when was quiet
again, she came in and sat down by me,
and told me that she had sent Joe oil TO
Morristown with note to Mr.. Styles,
explaining the whole matter.
II have asked him to stop here on his
way home,'' she said, land shall then
make some more corn-bread. But this
/ tine shall put 1t on the table myself"
/ My tears began to flow again ipme-
| diately. n never, never will change
the pans again, mamma" sobbed.
i s.No l don't think you will, !" said
mother. II am sure you have learned
lesson. And want you to remember.
Jenny, that it is good rule to alvcys
10 cruelty as you are told
| / wasn't able to speak in reply; but
| made up my mind TO follow that rule in
the future. = Florence u. Hsllowell, in
Chicago Standard.
4 A Boston boy, twelve years old, was