The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-12-19
THE BELArBD BUTTER.
A story with . Moral Tsld by y six Year-oid
Girl to Her Graadnaiher.

A story with = Moral Toid by n sig. Year-Oid
Girl to Her Grandnniher.
"see here, June Bridegroom. - said Mr.. Golden
Wedding as they seated themselves together in
the ferryboat, "whatdo you think of children y
Think Of children !" stammered June Bride
groom, taking on a color that an ancient ballet
girl would have envied him. Children" he
repeated. 4 can't say that I've ever thought
much about EN-. You know I'm an only child.
and my wife Is an only child. So we have never
had any nieces or n~ephews around, and We
haven't been marrled-"a another painful blush.
but" and then he stopped, too embarrassed
to 60 on.
"Ah, ha, calculated Mr.. Golden Wedding. 81
understand. Well. young man. let me give you
q piece of advice born Of experience. Study
your children. Don't merely love them. but
study them. Not only science demands 1t now
adays. but the children themselves invite this
study. never did anything but love my four
boys and my darling little girl, and I'm afraid I
made a mistake. / should have studied them,
for since my grandchildren came on. and I've
been observing them very closely. I'm often
puzzled TO know to just what extent my chill
dren studied me when they were shavers. They
must have gone into their subject very deeply,
for Mrs. Golden Wedding insists that they al
ways ruled me with o rod OF iron. that they could
whecdle me into doing anything or into allow.
ing them to do anything, and that II 1t had not
been for her firm discipline the whole lot of 'em
wouldn't have amounted to a hill of BEANS"
whatever started you Off on this track ~
asked juno Bridegroom, recovering his self
possession. 1.-Two Of your boys are most sue
cessful business men, two are making fine
records In Yale. and your daughter promises to
be a great success in society. What more could
a man ask OF his children ~
oh, just a little story l heard my little grand
night. Dorothy has been teasing me for a pair
Of roller skates for weeks. l didn't mind get
ting, the skates for her. of course, but, l was
AFRAID shed break her neck on the darncd
things. Well. a few days ago.. while Dorothy
was cayorting around the yard on, her pony,
spasms, as tho women say, because II
there is anything on earth a man can
s iHSG a'HGS J 'nSs B r'i H@% e 9oa s ess y a's
don't, feel, so much responsibility for your
grandchildren. and you can put tho force ex-
lust that much moro love. But to get back to
Dorothy; She W how upset I was, and great
Tell Inc something you want, Dorothy. said
!. 'Grampa will get it IL he has to go to tho
ROLLER skates promptly responded that
youngster, for she saw she had me.
I'll bring EN- home tomorrow I meekly
when 1 carried them to her last night she
was beside herself with joy. and as for me, why
advanced 10 points in q day. and happier, too.
Presently Dorothy's face grew very thoughtful.
and she called her little brother Arthur up to
the bed. She Is 9 and Arthur is 8, and worships
her, :,
you a story Arthur was all eyes and ears in a
minute because Dorothy is a very imaginative
child and her stories are sometimes worthy of
yellow journalism. in a very adulterated form
there was a little girl an she cried an cried n
10 eat. After a while, when she kept on cryin',
a piece Of bread fell down in her lap. and
then the little girl cried an cried an cried
because she had no butter to eat with her bread
an her tears ran. down on the bread and made
dravy that's what Dorothy calls grovyl, an
when she had eaten her bread an dravy AL up.
down fell some butter In her lap an then the
little girl cried because the butter had come too
late after she had eaten all of her bread
"ltell you, Tune Bridegroom" said Mr.. Golden
Wedding as he concluded the child's story,
what that baby said set me to thinking as she
went on with her story, but when / glanced at
her and found her big. sad brown eyes fixed on
me never felt so conscience stricken in my life.
And ! felt positively guilty when she said be-
story; univ didn't ,o, ..uou
skates before l broke my little legf
Nobody can ever convince me that that six
year-old girl has not realized already in her
inner Consciousness that our butter often comes
to us in life too late. that it generally comes
bridegroom, We do not study our children prop
erly. l am sure that We often wound our chill
as we should; because we do not treat them
as II they were big people grown little. but
ideal with. them AS II they were wholly %irrespon-
Take my advice. June Bridegroom, when you
have children Of your own study them in addi-
ton to loving them, for they'll surely study you,
up their sleeves for being a dear cd ignoramus.'
You bet III study en-" exclaimed June
Bridegroom proudly as the gong sounded and
everybody made for the front deck.
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