The Republican journal., 1899-03-16
always make ours, any way"

$50 Guy always makes the bed for
| both, does he." asked Mr.. Grant.
81 don't know anything about who
makes it," she said sulklly.
"You wanted me to think you would
have both beds to make noW,' said Mr..
Grant coolly. MARY Ann, how many
times have you almost lied to me in order
to shield Frank? Do you honestly think
it is good for the boy? If he brings your
gray hairs in sorrow to the grave you
will know whom to thank for it. Now [
tell you plainly, if this isn't to be stopped
l shall send him away where there will be
no more favoritism.
Mrs Grant burst into tears and left the
room, Mr.. Grant sat painfully thinking
that part of the trouble, at least, was due
to his own neglect. For week every
thing went smoothly. Then one night
Mr.. Grant came to his supper late. The
boys had gone to bed. A glance at the
wood box showed him only few sticks
at the bottom. Mr.. Grant walked into
the sitting room where his brother was
sitting.
'John," said he, "whose turn was it to
fill the wood box to night? l have lost
count
Franks. | wondered if you would
notice it, Mary Ann has made up a bed
for him in the room next to mine. She
said the attic was too hot for him, and |
think it is myself
Gan right" sad Mr.. Grant, and went
to the foot of the stairs and called
"Frankr'
1t was some time before he succeeded
in arousing him. Guy came to the head
of the stairs and his father sent him back
to bed. He heard him go to Frank
door and whisper to him to hurry up, for
he was afraid his father would whip him
if he didn't
At last Frank appeared rubbing his
eyes. Come down. said his father
sternly. "Now, go and look at the wood
box"
Frank didn't need to be told what to
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now. The box was filled full and run
ming over. He didn't forget the kin
dlings for the morning fire.
Crank said his father. which would
you rather do, obey me and do your part
without watching, stop imposing upon
Guy and trying to deceive your mother,
or 90 to the reform SclQolpf
81 i oh, don't send me there,
fatherr'
every well, l will give you an
other trial. Iwant you to remember that
a boy or man who tries to trample upon
the rights of others-a bully--is never re-
spected, no matter how successful he NAV
be. Whether he tries to shirk his work and
make others do it, or tries to scare them
or whip them, however much they may
appear to like him they despise and hate
him in their hearts Try to break your
self of these habits. Now 60 to bed'
About week later Frank had a head
ache. He knew his mother was intend
ing to go to the nearby city to do some
shopping, but there was lot of new
kindling wood to be chopped. Guy had
done his part the day before. His father
said the rest must be done that day. He
knew that if he didn't do it Guy would
rather than have him punished; and the
memory of the threat of the reform
school was fading from his mind.
Soon after breakfast he complained OF
his head.
600 and lie down awhile" said his
mother.
II guess I'll 90 out in the hammock,
think | should feel better out of doors if
l didn't stir around much. | wish | could
90 to ride said Frank
He hadn't been in the hammock long
of lemonade.
"There,' said he, ''drink this lemon
ade your mother just made for you. |
guess that will fix your stomach SO your
head will feel better"
Frank drank it greedily. If there was
anything he liked it was lemonade
In about fifteen minutes there was a
moaning and groaning and presto
Frank had lost his breakfast Uncle John
sat by the window struggling to keep his
laughter down so that Mrs. Grant should
not hear it. When she went to the ham
mock intending to tell Frank he could
ride to the city with her she found him
looking so white that she was alarmed,
and hurried in to DR.. John. "Don't be
alarmed, Mary Ann said he. ''It is
only the effect of an emetic. 1t will cure
his headache. He will be all right in a
little while. You will have to watch hi m
and see that he doesn' eat so much syrup
on his fritters; and don't let him overload
his stomach
Mrs Grant looked at him suspiciously,
but his face was grave, so she said moth
ing. Frank did not go to the city. After
dinner Uncle John told him to 90 out and
finish what wood was not split and sent
| Guy on an errand. 81 don't think Frank