The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1889-02-27
Keeping the Golden Rule

WHY'S lips stuck out as if humble
bee had stung them. Think OF it when
his own dearest mamma was softly put
ting him to bed, and talking to him so
sweetly about the naughty things he had
been doing all day
When you spoke so to Robbie, did
you think that was keeping the Golden
Rule? said mamma sadly.
He says just that way to me always,
cried Willy, excitedly.
"And he's abound to break all my
things, and he deserves to have his broke
back again"
But the Golden Rule, Willy |" said
mamma. My boy mustn't break that,
if Robbie does break plavthings.'
Willy didn't say, Don't care" but
old Don't Care sat on his lips as big as
life.
Mamma went away at last, and left
him She sat down by the window, and
tried to think up some plan to make
Willy better boy.
Next morning Willy came down to
breakfast when he got ready. Nobody
and honey for breakfast, and usually
mamma called him so as to have them
nice. But this time she said: He
wouldn't trouble himself to call us; never
mind him.
When he did get down every thing
was cold.
"Why didn't somebody put EN- in the
warming oven, KATY he ssked in an
angry surprise. "You wouldn't like 1t,
I guess to have old fried griddles, stone
cold"
"'Deed, and I shouldn't think" said
Katy. " But boy cant be always do
ing to other folks as ye'd like them to do
yersilf."
This was WHY'S own idea, but it WASH
pleasant to take with cold griddles
Where's papa and mammal be
asked, after a while.
Gone for sleigh ride, said Katy.
Without me- cried Willy, choking
Sure, yis," said Katy, cheerful =.
They said they guessed it wouldn't
pay to wait for you you wouldn't wait
for any body"
He couldn't eat any more breakfast
no, not if the cakes had be- red hot
Mamma gone, mamma to do 30, mamma
to speak like that He went and hid
his face in her old wrapper IN the closet,
and cried an hour or less.
The sound OF sleigh bells made him
come out. In came mother, rosy, sweet,
holding in her hand lovely bunch of
greenhouse roses, in her arms brim
ming bag of chocolate caramels.
Aren't they beautiful?' she said,
pinning one in her collar and putting the
rest in a silver case.
81 want one in my button hole, said
Willy, wistfully, eying the creamy, fra
grant buds.
Yes" said mamma, sweetly, sit
would be pretty" and fell to eating the
candy with great enjoyment.
Dinner was Just as bad. They noticed
him now and then cnrelessly. 1t didn'
seem that any one was displeased with
him. Only nobady cared fer him. o.
the misery of that little sentence ! No
body seemed to be thinking to day,
wonder what my little Willy would
like.
After dinner, mamma sat down and
read, What will He do with it p Willy
knew what he would do with it, could he
only get hold of it. He would take that
book and pitch it clear way down to
the bottomest place in the well" Read
and eat caramels
Why, almost always mamma read to
him. And who ever heard of mamma
keeping nice things to eat all alone?
All at once, mamma heard great sob.
She laid down her book, and looked at
Willy sorrowfully.
Does he want to come and ait in
mammals lap minute p she said gently.
Bounce 1t was only Willy; but peo-
pie who aren't used to boys might have
thought cannon ball struck them, or
something.
30 mamma, cried Willy, squeezing
her tight, " ! wish / was your mother,
and you we're my little boy J.
Dear me / laughsd mamma, though
she was almost crying.
What for p
90 because I d stop showing you how
horrid it is not keeping the Golden Rule
Mamma took the hint, and gave him
some candy with two Of her best kisses.
90 mamma sobbed Willy, on her
neck, wouldn't it be horrid to live in
house where nobody kept the Golden
Rule - We'll Spring.
Tommy, my son, what is longitude"
"a clothes-line, papa. Prove it, my