Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1885-06-24

and prniing re- IL. TO excuse bis late
ness. Tie rink clock didn't go, and
the boys wouldn't come. etc.
"Oh, well" said his mother, who
dislikcd fuss. II was late myself this
time. Go and put away your things
and got ready tor tea. But just look ut
that tear in your Jacket"
II fell down." said Clemmy, ''but l
didn't know it tore. I'm very sorry"
IL am sorry that let you go! IL is
bother, bother from morning till night, p"
said his mother, pettishly-far more
displcased apparently by the mischief
than by his disregard Of her charge rs
to the time.
"Clcm! Clemmy! Clement" ex-
claimed Mr.. Linton, severely, did you
hear your mother speak to youp Go
and do as she told you at once! Let
me see you mind instantly, sir!" Glenn
my went rs though shot out OF pop
gun.
ale will mind fast enough IL you're
decided, Fanny said Mr.. Linton.
"But / couldn't speak to him like
that every time. and II did he'd get
used to It just as a horse gets hard
bitted by Jerking" said the mother.
"Oh, well, he will come out all
right. Don't look so dismal, pray"
At tea, having repented him of his
sudden asperity, Mr.. Linton talked to
Clemmy OF his days experiences till the
boy felt himself quito a hero. All the
time in n sort of undertone of thought
the father was wondering. at the dis
crepancy between theory and practice
at the failure of any law. of anything
but steady effort to make the former
tell upon the latter.
A week had passed, and another
bright crisp Saturday was rejoicing the
school-boy heart Clemmy had morn
ing of safe skating on the new solid
pond, and after dinner went a coasting
Mrs. Linton took her afternoon walk
alone that day, and her cousin brought
her to the hill where the boys and girls
were making the air ring with their
shouting and laughter. The only
drawback to this particular coast was
that it crossed, ut the foot of the hill, a
road on which there was good deal of
driving. Mrs. Linton had objected to
Clemmy's going there, but as no acct
dents happened-and as Clemmy went
anyway-she had let the subject drop.
She had just reached the top of the
hill, when backward glance showed
her that an ill-driven colt was rearing
and plunging in the cross road. At the
same instant, Clemmy was taking n
run to get good start downwards. He
saw his mother, and laughingly called
to her to see how well he could do it.
"Stop! Wait! don't go! Clemmy!'
cried the mother, wildly waving her
muff over her head.
"All right. Good-byer'
"Clcmmy! Stop!'' But he had sped
away. 1t was all in second of time
not half the time it takes to tell it.
Impelled by an insane impulse to
overtakc the arrowy sled, the mother
started to run down the CLASSY side,
and fell-fell as terrified cry from the
children echoed a piercing scream far
down the hill.
When the mother returned to con-
seriousness, she was lying in her bed, q
terrible pain in her arm that was
broken, and in her head that was Sc
verely bruised and still deeper pain
at heart.
"Clemmy"' was her first word,
"where's ClcmmyP'
nc Is III his Dcu, ana the DOCTOR Is
taking the best care in the world of
him." said Cousin Angelica, soothingly.
"Thank God, you are both spared"
said Mr.. Linton, in broken voice. 81
must go to Clcmmy." The mother
tried to rise, but sank back on her pill
low. "Tcll me-" she said, show he is
hurtp"
.Hc will live, the doctor is sure he
will live," said Mr.. Linton.
IF had made him mind, l could
have saved him." moaned the suffering
mother.
Mr.. Linton left the room to hide his
misery. Angelica in her divided pity
followed him, though she found no
word of comfort.
would to Heaven / had done my
duty to my child" groaned the father.
II thought I did Il, when / worked
early and late for his body, never think
ing of his soul. How will she brave
knowing that our boy is blind. If Ihad
only taught him to obeyr'
The strong man bowed his head and
sobbed.
Pitiful sounds reached Angelica from
the room where two doctors were min
istering to Clcmmy.
'Oh!' was the refrain of the child $
fcvcrish raving. If / had only
ALAS" sighed Cousin Angelica,
from the bottom of her aching heart,
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