The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1890-01-02

Isn't funny-not bit.
So . pumpkin lantern image
Now will Alexander shun;
And he often thinks with shudders,
OF what he might have done
When he sacrificed his sister
To his cagerness for fun.
Emily Baker Smalle. In Pansy.
THE LOST UMBRELLA.
will's Hard-Fought Battle with and VIC
tory Over Himself.
20, mother, I've done dreadful
thing" said Elsie, coming to her moth
er with tears in her eyes.
What have you done, Elsie?"
I've lost Wills silk umbrella"
.Why, Elsie, how came you to do it?''
Il took it down town with me this
morning-it sprinkled . little, you
know-and l must have left it some
where. for when was coming home,
missed it,
''And did you 60 back?"
Yes. | went to every store had been
in, but couldn't find it."
did Will say you might have it?"
mo; he never would let me, because
he always said would lose it. /
wanted to carry it just once, it was SO
nice. But, q dear, wish hadn't"
Il am very sorry said mother, grave
~. 1T is the first nice one Will has
ever had, and don't know when he will
get another"
No" said Elsie, in great distress,
I'D do any thing to give him another
ii could. But can't, and he'll be ter
ribly angry with me-"
Il am afraid he will" said mother,
really plying the little girl for her
dread of her brothers anger. But
guess you deserve it, dear, for taking
his umbrella without leave, SO you must
only bear 1t as we'll as you can. We will
make few more inquiries before we
tell WILL
The inquiries were made, but the um-
brella had fallen into dishonest hands
and was never more heard Of.
You had better tell Will at once,
Elsie" said mother"
Il wish you would tell him, mother. !"
And mother was quite willing to make
the trouble as light as she could for Ell
sic, and began watching an opportunity
for approaching Will on his best side.
Il don't think it was any thing to
make great fuss over" said Will the
same evening, fiinging down book he
had been reading;
what do you mean, dear"'
This story about boy who lost .
great prize because of another boy hav-
ing burnt up some papers without know
ing that they were the notes for his
essay. 1t was q dreadful disappoint-
ment to him, of course; but when it was
once done, and no help for it, what
could he do but get over 1t the best way
he could?"
but ii you try to put yourself in his
place, you will see that it must have re-
4uired . great deal Of Christian for
bearance to forgive at once the boy who
had done the mischief"
"Ho! boy who amounted to any thing
would never think of making q fuss
over what couldn't be helped
And really manly true-hearted
boy would take pleasure in trying to
prevent his friend from suffering too
keenly over the fact of having unin-
tentionally injured him." said mother,
more seriously.
.'Of COURSE" agreed Will.
II am glad you think SO, for l am
going to give you chance of showing
how boy Of that kind, real boy, not
in a story-book, can bear little injury
Internationally done him."
What do you mean now, mother?"
Poor little Elsie is feeling very badly
because of something which she knows
will yex you, and ] wish, my dear boy,
that you would strive to show spirit 81
brotherly kindness in the matter"
What has she done?' asked Will.
she has lost your silk umbrella"
A quick color flew to Willis cheek.
81 know it is very annoying thing
went on his mother. "Elsie thinks you
will be very hard on her about 1t, and
she has great dread OF your anger
Don't you think, dear, it would be grand
thing for you to surprise her by speak.
ing kindly about it. by forgiving hcl
fully and freely?"
''What business had she to take it?'
said Will, evidently trying to overcome
desire to speak excitedly.
''She did wrong to take it without
your knowledge, and she knows it."
just then Elsie's voice was heard in
the hall, and VIII arose from the piazza
steps on which he had been sitting
walked quickly around the house and
out Of sight.
He felt as angry as Elsie had said he
would. He had great liking for tbs
small luxuries which were scarce in the
family. The umbrella had been giveI
him by an aunt who had visited them
and he had taken great pride in the
stylishncss Of its oxydixed silver handle
and its slender proportions when en-
cased in its silken cover. It had been .
small joke with his sisters that he only
took it out when sure 1t was going II
rain.
It was gone, and he knew that it woult
be > great relief to his vexation to pou
out his anger upon Elsie, who had n,
business to touch his highly-prized prop
erty. He could in fancy see exactly hov
she would shrink before him and how
the tears would come to her blue eyes
just as she deserved, he declared to him
self.
And then came thought Of the DO!
In tho book who had won the victory
over sense Of injury very like to thi.
which was possessing him. This va
putting him in his place, sure enough.
VIII walked for % hsus nader ~