The Arizona sentinel., 1886-05-08
TWO RULES.

The One Neddy Thought He Liked the
 Best, and How It Worked.
 "The silver rule is good enough for me to live by. Do to others as they do to me-"
 ''You like that rule best. Neddy?" inquired Uncle Richard of the little boy, who stood looking out at the south window at the ''fellers" having fun on the coasting ground.
 "Yes, uncle, it's impossible to live up to the golden rule; that is, for any one with spirit. It might do for some huff of fellow"
 ''Ah, yes, see" replied Uncle Rich ard, thoughtfully.
 "Neddy, go around to the meat market and order something for mince meat; don't forget, my son" sad his mother, pleasantly.
 ''Why can't Norah go, mother? 1 don't feel like walking four blocks out of my way in this slush and snow, when we have servant who is paid"
 Edward, my son, you forget that Norah. suffered last night from a violent toothache."
 ''I have nothing to do with that, mother," replied Neddy, sulkily, start ing upon his errand.
 ''I'll do your marketing, sister; let the youngster go to school. 1 know he is anxious to join the coasters" said Uncle Richard, pleasantly.
 Neddy was strangely unlike his old bright self of late. Instead of being help and comfort to his widow mother, he was becoming disobedient and irri- table. For some days after the return of his Uncle Richard, Neddy was upon his good behavior, ever ready to do little, homely errands for his mother; but habit was too strong for him, he loved ease and his own comfort better than Uncle Dicks good opinion.
 ''Could you leave message for Aunt Kate, as you go directly by the house?" inquired Mrs. Rand, hesitating a lit tie.
 'Now, mother, you are too bad, for ever teasing feller to carry messages or bundles. Jim Jackson says his mother knows better than to ask him to carry bundle or run errands; that he wouldn't do it for his great-grand- mother," replied Neddy, loftily as he leisurely put on the warm mittens and scarf knit by the mothers careful fin gers, picking up pair of skates lying near him, and left the room.
 Mrs. Rand looked troubled, and her brother disgusted. He nodded, thought moment, then said:
 "We'll let him live under the silver rule a little while, sister, it will do him good. Don't fret about him, we'll cure him."
 The dinner hour came, and so did Neddy, hungry and in bad humor, only to find Uncle Richard and mother sitting down to well-served dinner, laughing gaily, and no third plate. No notice was taken of his arrival, as Norah brought in lemon pudding, but no third plate.
 ''I want dinner" grumbled Neddy, vexed that Uncle Richard kept on tell ing of some foreign custom.
 Il want my dinner," he shouted, louder.
 "You may get it, my son." replied his mother, softly.
 its nice way to serve fellow, to starve him." and Ncddy looked daggers at-somebody.
 ''Ah, Neddy, I supposed you didn't care to eat, from your declining to look after the marketing. I'm not used to the business, and suppose I ordered too little dinner for all. Of course I ought to have my share first, according to the silver rule, as did the errand. Don't you see, Neddy-do to others as they do unto you?'
 Neddy did see, and he did without dinner, except some cold scraps which he hunted up in the kitchen. Norah. too, was living out the silver rule, and placidly worked on, forgetting to give nim the usual turnover for lunch.
 Neddy had ample time to think it all over; and speedily came to the conclu- sion that something was wrong with the silver 1ule-which was true.
 Very selfish people, living under the silver rule, would lead sorry and un- comfortable lives, and 'tis well those who try it are surrounded by those who believe in the golden rule and try to act out its teaching.-EILG Guernsey, ts' Golden Rule.