Daily Republican., 1885-09-18
SUSy'S MISTAKE,

SUSIS MlSlAkt, |
In darkeued room, where the shut |
terB were closely bowed and tied with
broad black ribbons, a lady was unfold |
ing and stroking with tender handle
the contents of small trunk. Not
packed for o travellers comfort, the |
trunk con tanned only the possessions OF
a ba be year old, who had "gone be. |
fore " TO the heavenly home. For six |
months the bereaved mother had maize |
q weekly visit to the trunk, unfolding |
and refolding every baby garment,
packing carefully the baby toys and
stroking tenderly every tiny object en-
deared by the touch of the little one she
had lost. Yet, on the day when the
sixth month had rolled by, her tears
fell upon the dainty eDbroideries, the
worn socks, the broken toys, as fast as
on the day when che flrst put aside the
clothes baby Willie would never wear
again. Her dress of heavy black,
loaded with Grape, suited we'll her pale.
tear stained face, heavy eyes and grief
drawn mouth.
While she was yet busy at her
mournful task the door opened softly,
and two beautiful boys Of four years
old, her twin sons, Eddie and Charlie
came into the room. Seeing their mothor
busy, they softly stepped TO her side,
and stood quiet until Eddie spied tin
horse and wagon on the floor. A
moment later he had grasped it. and
was pulling it down from the summit
of a pile of little garments. Down
topplod the whole pile, the cart rattling
noisily. The mother looked around
with q quick frown.
You naughty, hsartless boy !" she
cried, sobbing. :" How can you touch
your poor, dead brothers things? l
think you are old enough TO know poor
Willie is gone, never To come back, and
mamma IL 80 sad-so-"
Here the sobs cnoked her and the
children, terrified. began 10 cry, too.
Eddie sorry" one sobbed "don't
| Ky, mamma
lis Charlie bad boy, too?" asked the
other with piteous wall in his voice
that should have gone straight to the
mothers heart.
go to the nursery" she said, and
the little ones trotted off, hand In hand
vaguely conscious that they were in
disgrace, and ready 10 be comforted by
rosy checked Mamie, their nurse.
A" And, dear knows," said that warm
hearted individual to the cook, II Ia
shame for tho poor darlings. LIS moi
blaming Mrs. Aiken l AN for cryinf
her eyes out for the beautiful boy sh'
lost. Didn't love every curl Of hi
hair, the pretty pet 9 But look at tn
1.-TWO that's left. Wouldn't they be
comfort to any body, and Mrs. Aike'
lonly speaks to them now 70 set then
lcryipg. Sure, she cant expect baoie
=. like them to remember their brothe
. more than six months, and II they wer
, downright wicked, she oouldnb. D
, harder than she is II they laugh
I lromp. She'll break their spirits 81
a ltirely."
And the mother, rocking 10 and fri
with the picture OF her dead boy ciaspe
TO her heart, was thinking
"Every body Ia forgetting Willie bt
/ lme. But will never forget. l vi
4 never, never, cease to mourn for m
g darling. oh, willieI Willie 70
Breaking In upon her sobs came
. whistle, o merry whistle Of . popul'
3 tune, and the door OF the darkened roo
lopened again noisily.
=" Where are you, Busy" Oh II
Voice and face fell, and Mr.. Alike
tstood silently at the door, his eyes slo'
tly gathering the mourDful expressic
In suited to the funeral aspect OF the soei
= before him.
!, 81 was hoping you had gone O
4. whom did not find you in the sittin
V room !" he said "but Mamie told
u YOU were up stairs. wish you won
10 not spend 90 much time in this rooI
iSusy. It's wearing away your health
"Oh, Fred" the mother sobbe
o. chow can you whistle? l don't q
p. pect sorrow or sympathy from tho Obi
dren, but you'll thought you Low
+, Willie 80 dearly"
$50 Ibid, Susy, but made M
fortunate In vestment in business II
:. weeks ago, and to day | was able to
loft the mortgage on the house. J
ne feel light hearted when I thought h
n; lsecured home for my family"
nd "Oh, Fred how can you think
d. money and houses when our beauti
,na boy lies dead !"
"a The young husband stood shame fa'
,- and penitent. In the shadow OF
o. darke oed room, with Willie'S plot
Ion the wall. Willie's clothes ravea
by the open lid Of the trunk, WIN
toys standing on the floor, IT did se'
ICruel anu n6aEtlcsb w euiuh Va "Ay -.
hut the lost child. And Fred hsd 10
his baby boy with all a fathers TO
, Il mess, and grleved for him deeply I
III ttruly. so he stood silently wall
while Susy dried her eyes and came
his side. Carefully closing the doc
in. the room where she kept the prec
,isst souvenirs OF her boy, she followed
tam husband to the dining-room. Ev
not where the bowed shutters kept
gousl Gods sunlight, and the house wa
tisr, dark and gloomly rs II corpse ava
's ser. burial there.
any. Awed by the fathers grave face,
WIS Mothers look Of woe, the children
The silently, gladly scramhling down
enod Escaping to Mamie and the nur
i bnn, W hon tho dinner was over.
osnt "Come Snty," Fred said, II
iger .fford 10 take few leisure hoursto
:. most will get a carriage aud VIC will
'hefe The children ont A run on tho
TAX" shore will do Us al good, for
nd OF Gather is getting hot"
cot. "Oh, Fred, drive me TO Green'
IL ia nearly y month since we
m,,, There.
Well, as you wish" said
bitying the pale facs, AMI really
ia, Ga ling that he was growing near