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DR. TALMAGE’S SERMON
INFLUENCE OF SISTERS OVER
BROTHERS.
Text: “And his sister stood afar off, to wit
n,® what would be done to him.”—Exodus
Princess Thermutis, the daughter of Pha
raoh lookingthroughthelatticeof herbathing
house on the banks of the Nile, saw a curi
ous boaton the river. It had neither oar nor
helm, and they would have been useless any
how. There was but one passenger in the ,
b>at. and that a baby boy. The boat was
made out of the broad leaves of papyrus I
tightened together by bitumen. Boats were '
made out of this material as we learn from i
Pliny and Herodotus and Theoprastos. |
‘•KiU all the Hebrew children born,” was ,
the order of Pharaoh. To save her i
boy Jochebad, the mother of
littie Moses, put him into this queer boat and
launched him. Miriam, the sister of the babe,
stands on the bank far enough off not to
draw attention to the boat, but near enough
to offer her protection. There she stands on
the bank of the Nile, Miriam, the poetess,
Miriam the quick-witted,Miriam the faithful
sister, but nevertheless very human, for after
a while she got mad at that very brother,
because he married a woman sho did not ,
like.and this Miriam made a great row in the
family, and for her behavior was struck
with leprosy. But Miriam was a splendid sis
ter. altnough she had her faults like all the
rest of us. How carefully she watched that
papvrus boat that was caulked with asphal
tum and carried but one passenger. A gust
of wind might upset that boat. The buffalo
that are found in that region in a plunge of
thirst might sink it. Ravenous water fowl
might with iron beak pluck out the eyes of
the child. Crocodile or hippopotamus crawling
through the rushes might crunch the babe.
So. Miriam, the sister, lovingly and bravely
watches that brother until Princess Ther- '
mutis comes down, a maiden on either side
of her holding leaves over her head to shelter
her from the sun, and enters her bathing
house. Then, looking through the lattice
of this bathing house, and seeing the queer
boat, she orders that it be immediately
brought to her. She turns aside the leaves
from the boy’s face. The child cries aloud
for he is afraid and he is hungry, but he will
not let the princess take him. He would
rather be hungry than acknowledge any one
of all the court as his mother. Then Miriam,
the sister, runs down from the bank
incognito—for no one knew that she was the
sister of this babe—and she says she knows
where there is a nurse that will pacify the
child. Consent given, she runs up to
Jochebad who comes incognito—no one
knowing that she is the mother of the babe—
and when Jochebad takes Moses in her arms
he ceases crying, his fears are pacified and
his hunger is appeased. You may praise
Jochebad, the mother, and the world praises
Moses, but I clap my hands to-day in ap
plause at the behavior of this faithful, self
denying, heroic, strategic sister. “Go home,”
some one might have said to Miriam. “Why j
stand there alone on the bank and risk
yourself, and breathe the miasma of this low
land and be subject to attack from wild lieast
or rafliian! Go home.” No. Miriam, the
sister, stands on the bank, and how
lovingly she watches, and how brave
ly she protec ts Moses, her Brother. Was he
worth all that care and courage on her part!
Yes. In the sixty centuries of the world’s
history there has not been so much involved
in the arrival of any ship at any port as in
the safe landing of that boat, woven from
water plants and made water-tight by being
caulked with asphalton, and carrying but one
passenger. Why, that one passenger is to
be as none such in history. He is to be law
yer, politician, statesman, legislator, organ
izer, conqueror, deliverer. As a babe he
was so beautiful that Josephus tells
us in his history that when he was
carried through the streets, people stopped to
gaze at him, and workmen would actually
leave their work and come to admire him.
So wonderful was ho as a boy, that one day
Pharaoh in play put his crown upon the boy’s
head, and the boy dashed down that crown j
and put his foot on it, and Pharaoh, the
king, was alarmed, and thought, perhaps,
this might be a sign that after a while the
boy would take his crown, and so, according
to the Jewish legend, he applied this test: .
The king had brought before Moses, the boy,
two bowls; the one containing rubies and
the other containing burning coals. If the
boy chose from the coals he should
live, if he _ isok of the rubies
he should be slain. By some strange influ
ence when these two bowls were presented
Moses took one of the coals and put it to his
mouth, and though itsaved his life his tongue
was so burned that profane and sacred his- ,
tory says his utterance was very indistinct
afterward. Come to be a man, one day he
opens the palms of his hands and spreads
them abroad in prayer, and as he does so the
Red Sea parts and lets and lets 2,500,000 peo
ple escape. And then putting the palms
of his hands together the Red Sea
closes on a strangulated host Well,
a man of such unutterable grandeur
must have a burial corresponding with his
life. God would not let any man or saint or
archangel weave for him a shroud or dig for
him a grave. God one day left His throne
in heaven and came down, and if the question
were asked, “Where is the King of the Uni
verse going!” the answer would have been:
“I am going down to bury Moses,” for God
took this lawgiver to the top of a high hill,
and the day was clear and the eye of Moses
swept over that magnificent reach of country.
There was the valley of Esdralon, where
the final battle of all nations is to
be fought There were the mountain
ranges Hebron and Lebanon and the hills
of Judea. There was Bethlehem; there
was the city of Jericho; and as the eyp of
Moses sweeps over the landscape it almost
takes his breath. Then the Lord put His
hands on the eyes of the law giver, and they
clos’d. He put His hands on his lungs, and
they ceased, and on his heart, and it stopped,
and the Lord commanded to the skies the im
mortalspirit, and without a pang on the part
of Moses, so far as I judge from the statement
that he was undimmed, and his natural force
Unabated, one divine hand was put against
the back of Moses, and the other divine hand
was put against his pulseless breast, and he
was let softly down on Mount Nebo, and then
the lawgiver lifted in the Almighty’s arms
was carried to a eave opening in the hills,and
he was gently let down in one of the crypts,
and then the Lor t passed His handover the
countenance of Moses, smoothing it into an
everlasting calm, and then a rock was rolled
to the door of the sepulchre, and the only ob
sequies at which God ever filled all the offices
of priest, undertaker, grave-digger and
mourner, were ended. Oh, was it not a good
thing, an important thing, a glorious thing
ter Miriam, the sister, to watch that lad in
the boat of papyrus: Did she not put all
the ages of time an 1 all the coming ages of
eternity under obligations when she drove
back from that boy in the boat all the
penis aquatic, reptilian and ravenous: She
it was that brought that wonderful babe and
the mother together, so that he could be
reared for a deliverer of his nation when
otherwise, though he might have been saved
from the rushes, he would have been only
one more of the God-defying Pharaohs, be
cause this Princess Thermutis of the bathing
house was the heiress of the crown, and as
children of her own, this adopted
child Moses would have come to the corona
tion. Had there been no Miriam there
would have been no Moses. Oh, what a !
garland for faithful sisterhood. For
now many a lawgiver and for how many a
" r .°’ nod for how many asaint are the church
,"i the world indebted to some good, f aith
se“ sacrificing, watchful, brave, godly
_ Inp “P from the farm bouse, come
up from your inconspicuous home, come up •
‘S? r " t,e ’•nnks of the Hudson and the Pen
nt»x>t an ‘ the Savannah and the Mob‘2; a-d
nassrsippi, come up and Lt ns look at you,
ye Miriams who watched and protected the
om who has become the leader in law, or
medicine, or merchandise.or art,or science.or .
religion. If I should ask these attorneys and I
PuysiciaM and merchants and artists and ,
•“•caanics and successful men in all
and trades, who are indebted
for early influence and kindly influen -e from
a good sist t, or who were heljied in their
education an 1 got a prosperous start from such
influences—if I should ask such to rise there
would be hundreds who would rise. God
knows how many of your Greek lexicons and
how much of your education was paid for by
money that would otherwise have gone to the
replenishing of a sister’s wardrobe. The broth
er may have sailed out into resounding
sphere, but the sister watched him from the
banks of privation. Moses was the elder bro
ther of the families. Moses and Aaron were
brothers.
Oh, h 'W much this world owes to the eldest
sister. She drives off sometimes more jierils
from a brother than Miriam ever drove back
water fowl or crocodile from the ark of bull
rushes. She ft is who often decides which
way the cradle boat shall sail, whether toward
the palace, not of a cruel Pharaoh, but of
a holy God, and a princess brighter than
Thermutis shall lift that brother out of peril,
like religion her wavs are ways of pleasant
ness and all her paths are paths of peace. Oh,
how much the world is indebted to the
eldest sister. Born in the family at
a time when the means were
limited, she had to take part of the cares of
the household—holding and carrying around
the younger children after awhile, and if
there is anything that excites my sympathy
It is a little girl, carrying, lugging around a
great fat boy, getting her ears boxed because
she cannot keep him still. By the time the
elder sister has came to young womanhood
she is worn out with the cares, and has sacri
ficed her attractiveness, perhaps, on the altar
of sisterly fidelity, and may be consigned to
celibacy. The world may call her some un
fair name, but iu heaven they call her
Miriam. The two most unfortunate
places in the records of births are the first aud
the last places—the first because she must toil
for the home before they can afford hired
help, and the last because she is spoiled as a
pet. Among the brightest of the equipages
that will sweep through the streets of heaven
will be those occupied by sisters who have
sacrificed themselves for brothers. They
will have the finest of the apocalyptic white
horses, and some who looked down
upon them on earth will have to stand aside
to let them pass as the charioteer cries:
“Make way, the queen is coming!” Oh, let
not sisters begrudge the care they bestow upon
their brothers. It is a very hard thingfor you
to think that a boy whom you know as well
as you do your brother will ever be anythin?
very useful. He may not be a Moses. There
is only one of them needed in six thou ■and
years. But I will tell you what you. brother
will be—either a blessing or a cm-se to society;
he will be a candidate either for happiness or
for wretchedness. He may not be the de
liverer of a nation, but after your father and
mother are dead he may be the deliverer of
the household. Thousands of houses toslay
are kept going by the elder brothers.
Estates well invested and yielding comfort
able support for the younger members
of the family just because the elder broth
er had the courage to be a leader when father
laid down and died. Do not begrudge the
care and the attention, oh, sister,you bestow
upon your brother. Whatever you do for
your brother will come back to you. If you
be ill-natured and unobliging and censorious,
all these things will recoil upon you after
awhile from and despoiled disposi
tion; but if you are patient with his
infirmities, and if you set before
him a good Christian example, the influence
will be reflected back upon you in his splen
did behavior in some crisis of life when he
would have failed but for you. Do not snub
him. Do not tease him. Do not disparage
his abilities. Do not speak depreciatingly of
his prospects. In many families brothers and
sisters think it no harm to tease each other.
Sometimes teasing may be pleasur
able and only an innocent hilarity,
and innocent raillery, but when it
makes the eye flash with anger look
out. You committed a sin against God,
you shall have to answer for on the Judg
ment Day. You might better take a bunch of
thorns and draw them over your brother’s
cheek, or take a knife and run its sharp edge
across your brother’s hand until the blood
spurts. That would be a damage to the body,
but the spirit of teasing, that is the thorn
and the knife that scratch and cut the soul. It
is the curse of a great many families that the
brothers do not think it any harm to tease
the sisters, and the sisters do not think it any
harm to tease the brothers. Sometimes it is the
color of the hair. Sometimes it is the shape of
the features. Sometimes it is an affair of the
heart. Sometimes it is the revealing of a
secret. Sometimes it is a sug
gestive look. Sometimes it is a guffaw.
Sometimes it is the mere coughing of an
“ahem!” Tease, tease, tease. For God’s sake
quit it. Christ says that he that hateth his
brother is a murderer, and when you tease
brother or sister into hate you turn him or
her into a murderer or murderess. Moreover,
let not jealousy ever take its place in a sister’s
soul because brother has more honor, or be
cause he comes to more means. Even this
heroic and glorious Miriam of my text
was strack with this evil passion
of jealousy. Sho had in former
times had unlimited influence over
her brother, and now he got married, and
more than that he marries a black woman.
He says she is an Ethiopian. The sister is
outraged beyond all bounds. First, because
he married at all; second, because when he
married he committed miscegenation, and
she is thrown into a frenzy and then she gets
as white as a corpse, and then gets whiter
than a corpse, and then she is as white as
chalk. In other words, she has the Egyptian
leprosy. Then Moses, whom she had wat-hed
from the banks of the Nile, by one earnest
prayer brings to her restoration. Oh, let not
jealousy have any place to sit or staud
in a sister’s soul. Your brother’s successes
are your successes,his victories, oh, sister, are
your victories; for you must remember that
while Moses in crossing the Red sea led the
vocal music, Miriam, his sister, with two
sheets of brass uplifted glittering in the sun,
led the instrumental music, clapping the
cymbals until the last affirighted neigh of t he
Egyptian cavalry horse was smothered in the
wave, and the last Egyptian helmet went un
der. Oh, brothers aud sisters, stand together,
how it strengthens the family; and what
awful wreck it makes when there is disin
tegration, and brothers and sisters are quar
reling over a father’s will, making the sur
rogate's court horrible with the clangor. Bet
ter if when you were children in the nursery
that with your playhouse mallet you had ac
cidentally killed each other fighting across the
cradle than having come to maturity, and in
your nerves and arteries the blood of the
same father and mother, you goto fighting
each other across the parental grave of the
cemetery. Let me say, brothers and
sisters, your interests are identical. One
of the finest specimens ever seen of
a family standing together is the family of
the Rothschilds. When Meyer An-elm
Rothschild was dying in 1812, he called his
sons about his deathbed—Anselm, Solomon,
Nathan, Charles, James, and he ma de them
there by his death pillow promise that they
would always be united on ’Change. The
obligation kept, that house became the
mightiest commercial force on earth, and
when they lifted their sceptre or lowered it,
nations rose and fell. Powerful illustration
of what a family may achieve if they stand
together. But if instead of doing this for a
selfish purpose, if instead of doing it
for a magnitude of dollars, the family
stand together because they want to
to be useful and they want to help raise this
fallen world, and they want to do good, how
grand and glorious. Let the sister do her
part and the brother will do his part. If
Miriam will wateh her brother from the bank
of the Nile, Moses will rescue her when
strack with leprous disaster. After your
father and mother are dead—and they will
be soon, if they have not already made exit—
the sist rly and the fraternal tie will be the
only ligament that will hold the family
together. Have you ever thought of that!
Oh, how many reasons for de :p and unfalter
ing affection you have, brothers and sisters.
Ro. ke 1 in the same cradle, bent over by the
same motherly tenderness, toile 1 for by teb
same father’s weary arm and aching brow,
with a common inheritance of all the family
secrets, with a name given you by parents
who expected your prosperity and happiness,
I charge you. oh, brothers and sisters, be lov
ing and kind and forgiving. If the sister
will see that the brother never lacks a
sympathizer, the brother will see that the
sister never lacks an escort Ob, If sisters
knew to what terrific and damning tempta
tions the brother is subjected in this city fife,
they would hardly sleep nights with anxiety
for his solvation. Oh, if thev would only by a
holy conspiracy of kind word's and gentle attea
tious and earnest prayers save his soul from
death, and hide a multitude of sins. But just
let the sister go off in one direction, in dis
cipleship of the world, and let the brother go
in the other direction, into dissipation, and
they will soon both meet at the iron gate of
desjiair, their blistered feet in the hot ashes
of a consumed lifetime. What a pity it is
that brothers and sisters, though living to
gether for years, do not seem to know each
other—chiefly cognizant of each other's faults,
and not aware of each other’s virtues.
General Bauer, of the Russian
cavalry, went off from home
when very young and joined the army, and
the family never hoard of him, and they
thought he was dead. After the general had
won a large fortune he came with his army
end pitched his tents at Humus, his native
Elace, and he made a great banquet, and he
ivited all the military chieftains, and he in
vited also a plain miller and his wife living
near by. The miller and his wife came some
what affrighted, not knowing but some barm
might be done them; but the general put th e
miller on one side of him and the miller's
wife on the other side of him at the ban
quet. Thon the general questioned the
miller about his family, and the miller said:
“I have two brothersand a sister.” “Well,”
said the general, “haven't you any other
brother!” “No,” he said, “we had a younger
brother but hs wont off many years ago into
the army and we haven’t heard of him, and
of course he has been dead a long while.’'
Then the general said: “Soldiers, I am this
man's younger brother that ho has not heard
of and who he thought was dead." Oh,
what a shout there went up and how warm
was the embrace. Now, there are brothel's
and sisters here this morning who need an
introduction to each other as much as those
two did. You do not know each other.
The sister thinks the brother is grouty
and cross and queer, and the brother thinks
the sister is selfish, and proud and unlovely.
Both wrong. That brother will yet be a
prince in some woman’s eyes; that istar will
be a queen in some man’s eyes. That broth
er is a magnificent fellow; that sister is a
June morning. Come, let me introduce you
to each other. Moses, this is Miriam. Mar
iam, this is Moses. Add seventy-five per
cent, to your appreciation of other, oh,
brothers and sisters, and when you kiss good
morning, do not put up your cold cheek, wet
from the recent washing, as
though you did not want your lips to
touch in affectionate caress, but let it
have all the fondness and cordiality of a lov
ing sister's kiss. lam sure I carry with mo
this morning the deep emotion of all parents
when I say to you, on, brothers and sisters,
make yourselves as agreeable to each other
as possible, for soon you will part. The
years of your boyhood and girlhood will soon
be gone, and you will go out to other homes
and you will have to fight the battle of life,
and there will be deep graves across your
pathway, and there will be awful steeps hard
to climb, and deep and shadowy ravines
through which yon will have to walk. But
oh, my God and Saviour, may the
journey end where they star toil at
father’s and mother’s knee, if indeed
they have inherited the kingdom. You know
how it was when we were l>oys and girls; we
used to rush into father’s house, having been
absent all day, and how we would recite the
exciting adventures, and they would bo just
as much interested in hearing 41s tell the
story as we in telling it. And so I suppose
at the last we will go up the hillside of
heaven, and we will rush up to father and
mother and we will recite about this earthly
expedition, and they will be glad to see us,
and oh, how glad wo will be to see them, and
they will say, “come in,” and we will say,
“Here we have come, fatherand mother, and
we have brought all our children with us.”
The old revival hymn described it in glorious
repetition:
Brothers and sisters there will meet,
Brothers and Bisters there will meet,
Brothers aud sisters there will meet,
Will meet and part no more.
I was reading of a lad who stayed at a
neighboring farm house on a stormy day
listening to some fascinating stories that were
being told until it got dark and ho was
afraid to go home. I was the more In
terested in the incident because it re
minded me of a scene in my boyhood.
But the lad of whom I was reading had tarried
there listening, and after a while it was time
to go home, audit was dark, and he asked his
comrades to go with him, and they did not
dare to go. It was 7 o’clock iu the evening,
and it was 8 o’clock, and it was 9 o'clock, but
the lad had not gone. When at last ho opened
the door the flash of the lightning aud the
roar of the thunder overmastered him. But
in a few moments after, ho saw a lantern
coming, and it was a brother with the lantern
coming to fetch him home. He
rushed out and joined this brother
and he was taken home, aud they were all
ready to greet him. and supper had a long
while been ready and waiting. So may it be
with us when the night of death comes down
and our friends canuot go with us, and we
dare not go alone, that our brother, our
elder brother, the friend that is closer than
a brother, shall como out with th ; light of
the lantern which shall be the lantern to our
feet, take us up to join the loved ones in the
heavenly home—the supper all ready, the
marriage supper of the Lamb!
The Man Who Never Forgot a Face.
The passenger who was never known
to forget a face sat down beside a freckled
young man with a sandy mustache.
“Seems to me I’ve seen you before,”
said the never-forget-you passenger.
“Possibly,” replied the freckled young
man, “my name is Smith, of Jone*
ville, Mich.”
“What! Smith, of .Jonesville."
“Yes, John Smith, of Jonesville. Di
you ever live in Jonesville?”
“Should say I did. Lived there ten
years. Knew I had seen you somewhere
before. I never forget a face. I knew
you as soon as I sot eyes on you. Never
forgot a face in my life.”
“How long since you left that old
town?”
“Let me see; it was twenty-seven years
last June. That’s a long time, ain't it?
Hain’t been back there since, but your
face is as fresh in my mind as if it were
only yesterday.”
“Now this is odd,” said the freckled
young man; you haven't been in Jones
ville for twenty-seven years. I haven't
been out of it for twenty-seven years,and
lam just twenty-seven years old. I
must have been born the year you left
our town. Do you still think you re
member me?”
“Remember you, lad? Why, I knew
you the second I saw you. I was your
godfather at your christening, and do
you think I would forget a face that was
impressed on my mind in so solemn a
ceremony as that? No, siree. I never
forget a face, young man, never.”—
Chicago Heriud.
i'lalnly Put.
A doctor is called to a man su!>' r g
from asthma. His visit is over, i.c is
Stopped in the entry by the sir km.",
wife.
“Well, doctor, what do you think
my poor husband?”
‘Reassure yourself, asthma is a pul, ni
of longevity.”
“But you will cure him of it, woe',
you?”
CHILDREN’S COLUMN.
Wlahiiig.
One dny a lonesome hickory-nut,
At the top of a wavingtroe.
Remarked, “I’d like to live iu a shell.
Like a clam Ixmeath the mvx."
And just at that time a clam deserved,
’Way down in the tossing sea,
“ I’d love to dwell in a hickory -nut
At the top of a lofty tree,”
Thus both of them wished, and wished, and
wished,
Till they turned green, yellow, and blue;
And that, in truth, is just about what
Merc withing is likely to do.
—Harper's Young I'eople.
Why Nqlrrcl. Cough.
Another illustration in Indian logends
of the magical production of food is the
delightful explanation of the reason why
squirrels cough. Manabozho came one
day to the lodge of the red-headed
woodpecker, and, being invited in, sat
down. Now there was nothing for the
guests to eat, so the bird flew on the
lodge pole, (which was the pole of a
tamarack tree), and after a few pecks
with his beak, found a crevice, out of
which he pulled something, and lo! it
was a fine raccoon. This feat ho per
formed half a dozen times in succession,
and then the squaws camo in and pre
pared the feast. Next day the red
headed woodpecker returned the visit,
and Manabozho, who was not going to
be beaten by a bird, had taken care to
have a new lodge built round a tamarack
tree; so, apologizing, just as the wood
pecker had done, for having nothing in
the larder, ho hopped up toward the
pole, and clinging to it, as he had seen
the bird do, began rapping liis nose
against the wood. Unable to find any
raccoons, he got so angry that he
knocked his head too hard against the
pole, and fell down on the floor stunned.
And the woodpecker went off in a huff.
A few days later Manabozho was stnnd
at his door, wondering how he could get
even with hi- i * .hbor, especially ns it
was the depth ol winter and there was
nothing but rooks to eat, when ho saw
two men carrying a bear. He got into
conversation with them and, speaking of
his own magical powers, was asked to
give an exhibition of them. This he did
at once by turning one of the two men
into stone. “And now, turn him back
into a man,” said the other. “Ohl”
said Manabozho, “I cannot do that. I
only know the first half of the trick.”
Bo the second hunter, unable to drag the
bear all by himself, left it at Manabozlio’s
door; whereupon that rascal at once in
vited all his friends to the great feast,
and was prodigiously important and
fussy at being able to ask them to come
and eat good bear’s meat at a time when
everyone was living on roots. But alas!
as each one filled his mouth, the bear’s
meat turned into ashes, and, one after
the other, the guests began coughing as
if they were going to choke. The more
they ate the worse the coughing grew,
and at last the host, in his indignation,
turned them into squirrels, and that is
why squirrels cough so much.— lngleside,
Was It I'ussy’s Fault 1
“Now, pussy, you must do it,” said
Essie, stamping her foot.
Pussy stood a piece off, wagging her
tail angrily, and eyeing the piece of meat
in Essie’s hand.
“Beg, and you shall have it.”
But pussy was obstinate this afternoon,
and would not beg. She always looked
very cute standing on her hind feet, with
her fore paws hanging down so prettily.
“If you don’t do it I’ll whip you and
shut you in the cellar.”
As pussy remained on all fours, Essie
caught her up and shipped her several
times, then took her to the cellar and shut
her in, after which she took the piece of
meat out in the kitchen for pussy’s sup
per.
Mamina had gone out shopping, Brid
get to see her mother, and Essie was left
alone in the house. She was often left
by herself, so did not feel afraid. Get
ting her new book she sat down to look
at the pictures, and in this way soon for
got all about poor pussy. After a while
site thought she would like to have an
apple. Going to the cellar she made a
motion to step down. Too late to stop
herself, she saw a dark object on the
steps. In some way or other it tripped
her, and as pussy went flying out of the
door Essie went tumbling down the steps
head foremost, striking her mouth very
hard on the ground. She was too much
frightened to scream, but jumped to her
feet, and putting her hand to her mouth,
exclaimed, hardly above a whisper:
“Oh, gracious! some of my teeth are
knocked out, I know.”
Hearing some one knock at the door,
she went slowly up stairs and opened it.
It was mamma, who, seeing how fright
ened Essie looked, and that she held her
hand to her mouth, asked “what was the
matter?”
“It feels as if some of my teeth were
knocked out,” replied Essie.
Mamma saw blood on her mouth, and
looked to see what was hurt. No teeth
were knocked out, but there was a bad
cutin her lip, which was done by the
teeth when her mouth strack the ground.
“Mamma,” said Essie after she had told
all about it, “if the steps had been stone
I might have been hurt worse, and if I
hadn’t got angry at pussy I wouldn’t
i have, been hurt at all. So I think I’ll try
tnd not get angry again.”
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