The Arizona sentinel., 1886-11-13
1.-THE BADGE OF SILENCE"
How a Wise Grandmother Punished a
 FretfuI, Impatient Child.

IeTudpS you young pcOpte mlSnI think our grandmother harsh. children are so petted and spoilt nowadays. But she was dear, good old lady, and well it was we fell into her hands when our sweet young mother died. John, little Dayy and Thy name was Eliza beth, but the boys called me Bess- went to live in the old home when 1 was about ten years old,' ahd I do not in the least doubt that the next two years were the very hardest of grand ma life. I know 1 must have been a terrible trial, and how she could have been as patient, donot see. was not only very selfish child, but i'm patient and overbearing. l would not endure the least bit of teasing from the boys, and yet almost tormented the life out of them.
 One morning it had been raining since breakfast, and we were all three in rather gloomy mood. Grandma had reproyed me more times than can remember for speaking in cross, ugly way, for teasing and aggravating the boys, and at last with a heavy sigh she said, in a solemn tone: 'sI see there is no help for it, Elizabeth; I have tried every other means; you must wear The Badge of Silence I used it for your Uncle John once; he never deed cd it again. but it has lain ever since in my chest of drawers. ", -.
 Her tone was so serious, her face so ,YlOOmu and bnA,aIaSe I ,,r.,Id -oo,.,.l l,- have felt mole shocked or puzzled had she proposed using the guillotine. 1.-The Badge of Silencer' What could it be. It had not killed Uncle John, though, for 1 had seen him only the day before, and he looked strong and well. My brothers John and Davy seemed almost as much impressed by grandma's manner as 1 was, and, like myself, were watching her movements. with the keenest anxiety.
 Very slowly she crossed the room. as if on some important errand; opened the bottom drawer of the chest, and after removing several articles drew from its depths a vivid red cot ton handkerchief; there were bright yellow spots all over it, and the thing was so ugly that instinctively sbrank as she came with it towards me. She laid 1t carefully on the table, folded it from two opposite corners, made a bias bandage and. placing it under my chin, drew the two ends up over my head and tied them in a secure knot.
 Now, she said, gravely, '1t must be as though you were dumb; you must nnt SnaaE .,,,,- stances. Perhaps by giving your tongue an entire rest it may lose the habit of speaking in such sinful man ner. Alas! the tongue is an unruly member; you are not to use it again the whole day 1 trust that will prove sufficient and that you need not wear the badge tomorrow.
 At trst I could scarcely. believe it true, l, Bess, the willful, petted Bess, standing in the middle of the floor, a red cotton handkerchief bound about my face as if afflicted with the tooth- ache, and John and Davy, their sol emnity all vanished, standing in the corner slyly laughing at me. This. then, this horrid old handkerchief, was the Badge of Silence. In my anger and indignation almost wished it had been the guillotine instead, and that my head had been actually cut of. I opened my lips to ask if might go to my room, bat grandma's warning fin. ger reminded me of her hope that the badge would not be needed tomorrow, and l closed them again She gently led me. to q seat by the window. placed a glass of water by my side, then re- turned to her rceking-chair and knit ting. .3
 l could see that John was almost suffocating with mirth, that his hand kerchief was stuffed into his mouth. and that he was shaking all over, but l pretended not to look at him and turned towards the window, quite for getting that could be easily seen from the village Street. Directly my best friend, Fannie Lewis, came hurrying by under an. umbrella, the rain had ai- most ceased now, and, looking up sud- denly, she came hastening in. Before she had reached the room my cheeks were scarlet and my whole heart ini al tumult of rebellion. looked up, but grandma lifted her finger and,I did not dare move. '
 ''Oh, I'm so sorryr' exclaimed Fan nie, bursting into the room;, 'aare you suffering much, Bess; when did it be, gin to hurt you?'' -'-
 But grandma interrupted Il am sor- ", too, dear, bisn a tooth hurting her, but a very bad temper and an unrqly tongue. am trying to cure her with the Badge of Silence. She will be glad to see you another day."
 With a perplexed face Fannie re- tired, and mortified lest some one else might discover mel turned from the window. .- --
 O1ly little later, when the rain had quite ceased, Aunt Grace came dash ing up in her pretty carriage; she had come to take me out to the florist two miles in the country to buy plants. But "no," said grandma very positive ly. "She is wearing the Badge of Sil- ence; she would hardly like to go with it about her head. You remember the day your brother John wore it. do you not Grace?"
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