Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1886-12-23

You are n wicked, unprinclpicd boyr
returned, dcnantly, springing behind tho
door TO avoid hiB second attack In his
fury he icrlcd the door with such fOrco IA
to throw himself against "A table that stood
near. His howl OF pain brought l. = mothor
60 tho scene Of conflict
"That young viper few at mo like n
tiger, and hammered my face INTO "A jclly,n
screamed hc, wiping tho blood from the
81 ght wound.
tried 10 explain, but Aunt Phillis would
not listen 20 me. Grnsping mo by the arm
she shook me roughly and then, after box
ing my cars, showed mo toward the stair
case, declaring, that as n punishment for
my ungratcfui conduct ! would not be per
mittcd to speak for a month, except when
answering questions
lcropt upstairs as fast IA my suffering
and binding tears would permit, and
throwing myself upon my bed, gave way to
an outbur9t Of grief The pain inflicted by
the cruel blows l had received was nothing
10 the cNcruciating torture OF soul was
compelled ~ endure
What a sad, sad Christmas IL had been 70
me. Only a fortnight before l had In
dumb agony. listened 10 tho clods rattling
upon the conin-lid OF my dear father. who
all my life had shielded me from hardshiDs
The dear old parsonage with It's vlnc-cad
porch, rose up before me. ard in its shad-
ow bcheld my silver haired father doz-
ing In his easy chair the golden rays OF a
summer sunset touching his saintcd face AS
with the pencil OF an angel Again. his
gentle voice thrilled my soul as In days
gone by, and, ln fancy. his loving fingers
we're upon my head as we knelt aide By side
in prayer
No doubt he intended 90 prepare mo for
the shock that had almost crushed me bot
the summons came suddenly, and while
slept the angels carried him INTO Abraham's
bosom.
How long would have wcpt over my
shattered lifo / can not toll, had not Aunt
Phiiiis' shrll voice called me back 10 duty.
Take 'cm " tic dimity curtains down
from the window, Elsie. Like as not the
master will spatter 'em with terbacker
juice. Them college chaps is wool
gathcrin' set at bost," she said, with en-
phasis
i obcycd her promptly, but my heart
achcd Tor Master Newyiilc, who expected
% find the comforts of h.s refined home Ia
this diminutiye apartment that was devoid
alike Of ornament or convenience. what a
different welcome was my dear old father
won't 20 give tho stranger within his gate :
That same evening, as ! was gathering
! kindlng for tho morning Ire. John came
suddenly upon me, and renewed his attack
Of the morning
$50 Miss Stuck-up, you are 10 b. the
lady, aud tho servant he began. Real
", feel proud Of my smart cousin. How
fortunate 20 have your highness counted a.
one of the family"
shame on you, boy. q thus torment a
giri smaller than yourself"
IL was Master Newyiile's voice that
startled The young coward, causing him %
sneak around the kitchen out ~ sight
After speaking few kind words 10 me
iny champion went into the house aud Up
the narrow stairs ~ his cheerless room.
Johns taunt concerning my knship
nervcd me - acton, and from that moment
] 80 my face hxedly towards gsinlng %
point from which h. would feel hJn5rod iu
claiming me az one % the family This