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Title: Redbrook, or, Who'll buy my water cresses?
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Title: Redbrook, or, Who'll buy my water cresses?
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TasI Library oouits of TWELVE VOLUMES, ELMKATLY MOaD, and
Illstraed with upwards of
Each book is printed in large and splendid type, upon
superior paper. The judicios parent cannot find, within the
whole range of American juvenile literature, a better series of
books for the instruction and entertainment of children
between the ages of seven and fourteen, than is comprised in
I.-A m rrworEms or the Brave Boy.
2.-Rnmoaosn, or Who'll Buy my Watoerases
a-Mo0rm BRoWex, or the Gentle Girl.
4.-Rair 'rLa, or the Mi~ehief Maker
&5-A'niUa's Tml aTIAo, or the Lost Goblhe
-d-Asr Am. or how Minmi Brown teared to be a Subeam.
T.-Tua RUn A I, or the Pnnishment of Pride
--Flnar LIA, 01or tho Girl 'vho w as compared to A Sting ette.
9,-- hEu x Pr-XI, or a Day in the Woods
10.-Consi NmYr, or the Plesant Visit.
-1 -MLUsit I.ALRons, or Iho" To P.) Calithemi-
2.-TlJTan L a Tcx irmn, or Goodness Rewarded
The book,. are so written i at, while cacl number is a cam-
plete storn in itself therm is, i ~ eiheles:, connection be-
twcen the whole series.
Publahed by GEO. C RAD, and for sale by WM. $ RIEYNOLDS
U 00, 24 24to owhom li orders should be addro e od

The Baldwre Lihriry


TbaHB nlo an11u0n1 Tow' IL..y .ortnwMid lMto p.ent .d
~tear.sermmac i tmx a~~tfmad alculatcd to do god.--Cfaits'Pamg .e.r.
We h Ia be"en ,r fnvo"tfbly ipttehd with O gsinei ieaetr I f Dl. ... ftro-
shadowegin mthe At vol adlu we believed hattenh itterlbohm aneitaudlDthewhole
nnm geofju.nUe itemtunr Wenprdit. *uvcmq.fobhied equ n eal tolthtclbhetiiou.
-Roll*" blook, b Abbott Y'f Be4Jrd &iatd.r
It I hadfomely pAtutd in lb1e nAd vemlv tpe and hba aniber f reralept bllu*lat*
Iln,. anoer, we |li irn th elldren, thnat ii. ag -ge no, Lteestig -d they J
a*re.ar the volares which a.a to tlllowthUi.- AXtrlb, at JiploAm).
Ia *Il te rotam ee eqial to ,hl, we hope the publier iri niat them a rnapidly -
poslble. They -r worthy of ladelndrulOn.- earai.Ub .. -
"Oinb Toby'. Ihbrry" is s to pmip nwea, JaUge by the iut tole, whla ai pt*
noMind to hb ecefllnt by It. yoounie.aera.,who t Hndnhi ntnelsd In"the btve boy,
Woaroeer Paoadmn.
It. moral orns e excellent 1a, In ti IIaemry and inealmb..el nectllnm. It hisbl
*I htacbve MB R Pa i t"n
The 7toy told In B e em plc and uniprn t lw dinag u ocir, admnr.bly cecuC at. d to m-
iant the .ttantiam .d tourh thi sympathies of .hildhaoA. "Good... tmwna ywtld.
I vich rewi nd," the Umom i h the lWB e tale. ib"Ior.
li1 published mn .n.at idiel ant tlt. end Iipt ththing for the ja.ilt Frn-
ci. Voriwtr, Esq., I. ,thdtor, end a c.ttal cterer lie loen tao proved hnnti .C- -u

Alltoufh these eanfnT little .olme fr d.sin moe n p.,rticdl'ly fbr children and
ynuth, wemlusty wn hav. den.e.d ml pleue ion, periming them., ana although etch
oluml camnEut a. enrie .torf bf itIelfbtll the whoe re Ci onnlfecrl to reader ihem
donhblF Inrtetuag Whn finld in Counction. Wt wish cfely parent would nind AThr
VIllIre Mia" nlrToolk .. n Miy.i. rIthfcyoul not fill ip..ich. dthwboltrie.

AgIn we urgr upnMI paTvnt to present .uih hokl to the,? cilrcnt if thby wogmd oulti-
VMI in thfne a teIw fa qtliontin qhiflt ho.o. pleau.nre vwareti'r m'].rff
He W Iv a bnk firt yn- blre S onI 0'f itr lrih h liaf il bl.C a right gind nd
tr itlory icT h a. lnl Oh liii. te .ni twhe 0. ri,. r"il ni l4 d m' h0r. if poeCf
of nilws fha will maike .Ir mli wi.t. r n TlhIn l to he tldni a flo. InwikI, p.ntid
.n-L Mthml jit lI h Anhnr Frri.. hw lk* Ott hob callti M'r ITuw,. Ton'T Li-
nc hIB Frh brook will be a nmplkk *ttwr iliipr and vet th'r mill ho nl connienetld
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AaRTHf EmLLRSE, having set his
heart on aiding his poor mother by
selling watercresses, rose very early one
fine morning to carry out his plan.
Fearing to -awake his parents and
brothers, he moved round his cham-
ber very softly. When he had dress
himself, he knelt down beside his huiv
ble bed, as usual, and breathed hi
morning prayer into the ear of God,


who is always listening to the voices
of praying children. Then, placing his
boots under his armaand taking his
little basket in his hand, he glided
down the rude stairs without the least
noise. He first peeped into the room,
until he was sure that his father and
mother were asleep, and then he slipped
across the floor, raised the wooden latch,
and stepped out; and carefully closing
the door after him, he started up the
road leading to Redbrook.
After running a. few rods, and getting
out of sight of the cottage, Arthur. sat"
down upon a rock and.,pulled on his
boots. He then walked on in .good

earnest, brushing the dew off the grass
with hearty good will
It was a pleasant morning. The son
was rising gloriously. The birds sang
joyfully. 'The leaves of the trees danced
to the motion of a light, balmy breeze.
Arthur thought that the songs of the
birds never sounded so- sweetly before,
and that nature never looted so beauti-
ful as then. This was, of course, a mis-
take. But Arthur's heart was full of
sweet music. The thought of having
saved Minnie Brown's life the day before,
and of the pleasure it would give his
mother when she found he could earn
a little money to help her, filled -his


young spirit with joy. This joy was
like sunshine. It streamed up' from
his heart; it made every thing about
him appear bright and. beautiful as
The distance from Arthur's home to
Redbrook was nearly three miles. It
took him a little less than an hour to
reach it. When he arrived there, he
began to look about for the water-
creases, which he had heard the people
say grew there.
But here poor Arthur was puzzled.
He had never taken much notice of the
watercress: he was not quite sure of
being able to distinguish it from other


plants, neither did he know precisely
where to look for it. He walked up
and down the brook a while, carefully
examining the banks, but without dis-
covering any thing that looked like his
idea of what it was. It last he began
to grow discouraged, and was about, to
give up the search, when, happening to
look down the brook, he saw a man
angling for trout. "I'll ask him,"
thought he, as he walked to where the
angler stood in the water, occupied with
his sport.
Good morning, sir," said Arthur, ap-
proaching the fisherman, who was so
busy watching his line he had not ob-
served Arthur's approach.


little fel-
low," he


up, and gazed inquiringly

"Do the fish bite, sir?"

asked Arthur.

" Not much;



not much.

a boy as

so early ?
"No, sir."

But what
to the brook

come to fish ? "

"No Well, what are you
"Watercresses, sir."

after ? "


eh "

-"Yes, sir."'
What do you want with water-
cresses?" .
S" I mean to sell them, sir. -
"S3ell them I sell watercresses I Who
do you think will buy such a useless
weed-as the watercress?-"
I- heard some of. the Englishmen
who work in the factory say that they
would like to buy some," said Arthur,
a little abashed by the manner of the
young- angler, who evidently belonged
to the upper classes of society, and who
looked as if he was a stranger from the
O, Englishmen 1 that indeed I I have

heard that the

cresses. But what will you do
the money?"

"Give it to

my mother,




"Your mother! Is your mother sick?"
"No, sir, not exactly; but she has to
work very hard, and I want to help her
get a living."


is your

father ?

Why don't

he help


"He won't work, and mother
keep us alL"

"Poor boy I "

said the stranger, as he

threw Arthur a half dollar, adding,
" There, my lad, take that, and give it
to your mother."

has to


do eat water-

"Thank you, sir; but I would rather

not take your half dollar.

I only canen

to ask you to tell me where I can find
the watercresses. Can you tell me, sir? "
"I believe they grow in moist soil,

near springs of water.

But why won't

you take the money, my boy?" -
"My mother would not like it."
"Why not? "
"She says we are not beggars; and
that it is better to live on a little
money earned by our own hands than
to learn to depend upon charity."

"Your mother is right.
be a sensible woman. W
live ?"

She must
here do you

"In the little house with abig tree
before it, at the entrance of the village."
"What is your name?"
"Arthur, sir."
"Arthur what?"
"Arthur Ellerslie. Good morning,
sir." AAid without waiting for a re-
ply, our little hero ran off, leaving the
half dollar on the bank of the brook.
The angler's remark about the spring
had satisfied him that he could find
the watercresses. He knew there was
a fine, clear, cold spring near by, which
flowed over a little morass, and finally
run into the brook. In a few min-
utes he reached the spot, and to his


great joy discovered a large quantity of
It did not take him a great while
to gather a considerable quantity of
them, because they were very abun-
dant, and he worked very diligently.
As soon as he had fille his basket,
he hastened back towards the village,
considering all the way how much he
should probably get for his fine, green,
fresh, dripping watercresses; and rejoi-
cing in view of the pleasant surprise-
of his mother when he should put the.
avails into her hands.
He had not proceeded far before he
saw a farmer's boy of his acquaintance

coming up a cross road on horseback.
As he was very nearly up with him, Ar-
thur waited to speak with him. When
near enough to be heard, he hailed him,
saying, -
Good morning, Jemmy Hunter.
Where are you driving with the old
mare this morning?"
"0, I am going to the village, to get
her shod. Won't you jump on behind
me, Arthur?
"Yes, that I will, Jemmy, and thank
you too."
Jemm4 now drove the old mare close
to a large rock at the side of the road.
Arthur jumped on the rock, and from

thence easily took his seat behind Jem-
my. And then they jogged along to-
gether very pleasantly.

Jemmy drove directly to the black-
smith's shop, by a lane which avoided
Arthur's home, and led directly towards
the factories. Thanking Jemmy for his
ride, Arthur left him, and hurried to-

wards a row of boarding houses belong-
ing to the big cotton mill. Seating
himself on a low stone post, he ar-
ranged his cresses, and waited the comr
ing of the men to breakfast.
In a few minutes the bell rung, and
a living stream of human beings flowed
rapidly out at the factory gate. Arthur
now stood boldly up, and holding his
basket before him, cried,-
Who'll buy fresh watereresses ?
Who'll buy fresh watercresses ? "
"Watereresses is it, my lad ?" asked
a rough-looking man, whose sooty face
and hands showed that he wrought
with iron and grease. Then, turning

to his companions,
he said,-

as they

came up,

"Here's wat6rcxesses for you, I
Who wants to buy watercreses?"

"I do, I do," replied

some half dozen

of the men, as they stopped

and gath-

ered into a little knBt round Arthur and
his basket.
"You don't call these weeds water-

cresses, do you?"

one of the men asked;

holding up a handful of the contents of
the basket.
"Weeds!" exclaimed Arthur, the color

flying into his

face at the




a blunder.

"Yes, weeds.


ever called

these things watercresses."

"Cuff his ears," said another of the
men; "he only wanted to fool us."

"No, sir, I didn't.

I thought I had

I must have made a mis-

take in gathering them."
"You are telling lies, you little hum-
bug," answered the man.
No," said Arthur, standing erect,
and looking boldly at his accuser; "I
never told a lie in my life."

" Hear him

Who -11

"Hush your nonsense," said a supe-
rior-looking man, who had overheard

this conversation.
I know him. H

"The boy is right.
:e saved a little girl

from being drowned yesterday, and de-


serves to be well used. What is the
He says these are not watercresses,
but weeds," replied Arthur. "I thought
they were watercresses."
"You have got weeds mixed with
the cress, that is all, my boy. This is
watercress, and his is weed. Do you
not see the difference- in the leaf ai
the stem?" said the man, adbe ve4
kindly pointed out the difference.
"Yes, sir, I see now. I will be sure
to get all watercresses to-morrow morn-
ing, if any of you would like to buy."
"What does Aich a boy as you want
with money ?" inquired one of the men.

"That's none of our business," re-
torted the man who had befriended
Arthur; and then he added, "Here,
boy; what's your name?"
"Arthur Ellerlie."
"Well, Arthur, here is fourpence for
what you have in the basket. They
need a good deal of picking over, and
t's all they are worth. But come to-
morrow4rith good cresses, and we will
all buy a few of you."
So Arthur took the fourpence, and
gave the man the contents of his bas-
ket. The workmen then passed on,
while he hurried home to his breakfast.
He felt a little sad, at first, as he

of his mistake,

he had but fourpence to carry to
his mother, after all his hopes and
dreams. But then he thought of the
knowledge he had gained, and of the
promise of the men. These things en-.
couraged him. Before he reached home,
his heart was light once more, and he
looked forward to another trial the next
morning with a cheerful spirit.
When he entered the cottage, he
found his wretched, father at the break-
fast table, eating a breakfast which had
been earned by the labor of his wife.
As Arthur came near the table, the
unhappy man looked sternly at him,
and said,-


and found

"Where have you been, you little
monkey ?"
"Out to the brook, sir," replied Ar-
thur; for although his father was a
poor, ruined drunkard, yet Arthur knew
it was his duty to treat him with re-
spect, because he was still his father.
"To the brook, eh ? I' brook you! "
and then seizing his dirty old hat,.which
lay on the floor beside him, he hurled
it at his son's head, shouting,--
"Get out of the house get out of
the house, or I'll be the death of you I "
Arthur looked at his mother. A
glance of her eye told him it was best
to obey this order. He therefore left

the room, and strolled out into an old
orchard, near by, to watkh his father's
In a short time, the poor, lost man
left his miserable home, and Arthur
went in again to his mother, whom he
found weeping, because of her husband's
unkindness and brutality.
Don't cry, mother," said Arthur,
soothingly. I shall soon grow up, and
when I am a man I will take care of
you, and father shan't talk to you as
he does now. Come, dear ether, don't
cry "
Mrs. Ellerslie wiped her eyes wih the
corner of her apron, and replied, -

S"Your poor father is to be pitied,
Arthur. O, I wish he was what he has
been but regrets are useless. Eat
your breakfast, my son."
Arthur now took out his silver four-
pence, and held it towards his mother
on the tip of his finger, saying, -
"Look here, mother !"
"Why, Arthur where did you get
that money ?"
"I earned it, mother."
"Earned it, my son I How did you
earn it?"
"By selling watercresses, mother."
"But how? Where did you do that,
Arthur ? "

The boy now related all that he had
done that morning, and, his eyes-flash-
ing with energy, closed his story by
saying, -
"Depend upon it, mother, I shall get
considerable money by it, and you won't
have to work se hard as you do now."
His mother had not so much faith
in the watercress scheme as her eager
boy; yet she encouraged him with
words which more than repaid him for
the toils and trials of the morning.
After breakfast, he aided his mother
in doing such little things as she de-
sired; and having left his fourpence
to help buy a dinner, he hurried off to

That was a happy day for Arthur.
Little Minnie was at school, looking
only a little paler than usual, after
her plunge into the pond the day be-
fore. She was very glad to see Arthur;
and all the scholars looked with won-
der on him, as the brave boy who had
saved the little girl's life. But Arthur
kept busy over his lessons: the hours
soon fled away, and it was at an early
hour that evening that he went tired
to bed. His dreams were of Redbrook
and the watercresses.
Early in the morning, he arose and
crept quietly out of the house with his
basket. His little dog, Punch, would


have followed him, but he drove him
back. After he was gone, Punch com-
forted himself by scampering about the


door yard, and barking for his own

As Arthur now knew where to go,
and what to select, he lost no tjme;
but soon obtained a fine lot of real
cresses, without weeds, and arrived in
good time at the spot where he ex-
pected to meet his customers.
When the factory bell rang for the
people to get their breakfasts, Arthur
began to cry lustily, -
Watercresses Fine, fresh water-
cresses! Who'll buy my watercresses?
Presently the men came along, and a
knot of them gathered round him. One
o(fthem, after examining the cresses,
"These are something like water-

Pll take three cents'

of them."

"And so will

I," said a-second

" And I too," remarked

a third man.

Others followed, until the basket was
empty. Then Arthur hurried home, and
finding his mother alone, he counted

over his money, and found
twenty-sev en cents.

" 0 mother,"

he had

he exclaimed,

" only

think I

I have got twenty-seen cents for

my watercressess "
"Is it possible, my son?"

" O, I'm so

mother I

Redbrook every morning,

and earn lots

of money, and then you won't have to



work so hard, will you, mother ?" And
Arthur fairly leaped about the room
for joy.
"You are a dear, good boy, Arthur.
I love you for your thoughtfulness; but

you had better save
buy yourself a new
you wear is nothing
This was true; and
been very glad to get
he was more anxious
worked mother than
So he said,-

all you earn, and
jacket. The one
but patchwork."
Arthur woutd have
a new jacket. But
to relieve his over-
to get the jacket.

"Do take the money, mother, and
buy something to eat with it. My
jacket will last ever so much longer.


Besides, you know, I shall earn lots of
money now. Ain't I' a merchant -a
watercress merchant ?"
Mrs. Ellerslie smiled, and said, -
"Very well, my son."
And then she -took the money and
put it away, secretly resolving to keep
it until she could get sufficient to buy
the much-needed jacket.
But better days were about to dawn
upon Arthur and his excellent mother.
They had suffered much on account of
Mr. Ellerslie's fall into drinking habits.
They had been scholars in the school
of sorrow. They had received many
difficult lessons, and had profited there-


by. God was about to bless them with
brighter and happier hours. And, as
we shall see, Arthur's 'good conduct
was the means of bringing about the
The young jisherman whom Arthur
had seen at the brook did not forget
him. There was something so frank,
so honest, so gentle in the manner of
the little watercress boy, that he could
not keep his image from his mind. So
the next day, which was the one on
which Arthur had been so successful,
he made it his business to visit the
village and make some inquiries about
him. Entering a store, he purchased

some trifling article, by way of intro-
ducing himself to the merchant, and
then asked, -
Do you know a boy in this village
whose name is Arthur Ellerslie?"
Now, it happened that this gentle-
man was no other than Mr. Brown, the
father of little Minnie, whose fife Arthur
had so bravely saved. He therefore
gazed earnestly at the stranger, and
replied, -
"Yes, sir; I know him; and he is a
fine little fellow."
The stranger then inquired into Ar-
thur's history. Mr. Brown gave him
all the facts within his knowledge, and

spoke of Arthur in the very highest
terms. Nor did he forget to relate the
incident at the pond, in which Arthur
had saved his daughter, Minni# from
These statements increased the, m
terest which the stranger alreadf-lI
for Arthur. And after relating to
Mr. Brown the scene at Redbrook, he
"I am desirous of doing something
for that boy. What can I do?"
SYou can make him a present."
"But he is so high spirited he won't
accept it. He refused to take a half
dollar the other morning."

"He is very destitute of clothing. 1
have been thinking of getting him a
suit clothes, as a present from my
daugifer, and as a little token from her
.for his courage in saving her life. If
khoose, you can add to the gift."
'I will cheerfully do so," replied the
stranger; "and I 'should- like to do
something to make his condition in
life .easier."
"That will be difficult, at present.
His father drinks. His mother is very
sensitive, and prefers to earn a living
by taking in washing, and sometimes
sewing, to being assisted by her friends
She has seen better days, and chooses

upon charity, so long as

she is able to work."
That is noble in her; but she ought
not to carry that spirit too far."

"She should not.

But she has her

own ideas of propriety, and
to be respected."

they ought

"Very true," remarked the stranger.
"But I observed that Arthur is very
eager to. earn something by his own
labor. Can't he be helped in that
"Poor child! he can't earn much

yet; he is too young.

Besides, he ought

not to leave school at present."

Suppose you were to

to depend

"He need not.

ask him to do some light tasks about
your store, after school I will place
ten dollars in your hands, and you can
give him a dollar a week, the next
ten weeks, for helping you an hour or
two every evening."
"I agree to that, sir, but will add a
quarter to your dollar. And so Arthur
will have a dollar and a quarter a week
for some time to come."
The stranger conseited to this plan,
and gave Mr. Brown the money. He
also requested him to purchase a good
suit of clothes for the lad, and send the
bill to the hotel at noon. He then bade
Mr. Brown adieu, and returned to the


tavern, promising to see him again at
some future time, and to consult further
about doing something more for Arthur.
This stranger was a young man of
large property, who was in the habit
of being very benevolent to the poor.
He was spending a few weeks in e
country for health and recreation. is
meeting with Arthur at the brook had
impressed'him so strongly in favor of
the boy, that he was led to do as I
have described.
As soon as he had left Mr. Brown's
store, that gentleman called his clerk,
saying, -
"Nathan !"


Yes, sir," replied Nathan, promptly.
"Go to the North Schbol House and
ask the teacher to permit Arthur El-
lerslie to come down to my store."
So the clerk; Nathan, started for
the school house. He easily obtained
permission for Arthur to leave, as
Mr. Brown desired. After hearing Mr.
Brown's request, the teacher said,-
llerslie Mr. Brown wishes to see
you at his store. You are dismissed."
Arthur was puzzled to know what
could be wanted of him at Mr. Brown's
store. But, taking his cap, he left the
school, and, in company with Nathan,
walked towards the store.

left the

is it?" he inquired, as they

school house.

"Who wants




"What can he want with me, I won-
der ?"
He will tell you when you get there,
I dare say."

As Nathan

could not tell what


with him,

Arthur said no more,

but walked on, amusing himself with
vain endeavors to guess what it could
be, until he reached the store. Mr.
Brown met him on the doorstep with

a smile, and

said, -

"How do you do, Arthur ?"

" Mr. Brown,"


"Very well, sir, I thank you."
"I want you to go with me," said
Mr. Brown.
"Where, sir?"
"0, only a/little way. Come, I will
show you."
Then, taking the' perplexed boy by
the hand, he led him across the street
to a large clothing store. There he
spoke to the clothes merchant, who
went to a pile of ready-made boys'
clothes, and having selected a complete
suit, he took Arthur to the end of the
store. There he showed him a screen
made of brown linen. He told Arthur
to get behind the screen, and put on
that suit of clothes.


Arthur hesitated, and then asked. the
clothes merchant, "What-dbes it mean,
sir? These clothes are not mine."
"Never mind that that. Youputthem on."
"Yes, put them on. I will explain
what it means," said Mr. Brown, from
the other end of the store.
Arthur obeyed this wish, and soon
stepped- out from behind the screen,
looking very unlike himself. He had
never been dressed so
finely before. The clothes
fitted him well. Mr.
Brown selected a second
suit of the same size,
and directed the mer-


chant to do them up in a bundle. He
then had a second bundle made of Ar-
thur'! old clothes, and giving them to
him, said,-
"Now, Arthur, let us go back to my
store." -1
"But, Mr. Brown, I must put on my
own clothes again first."
"The clothes you have on are yours:
so .please come along with me."
Arthur reluctantly obeyed. He was
more than puzzled. He hardly knew
what to think, or how to act. But as
they walked along, Mr. Brown told him
that he must accept the two suits
of clothes as a gift from Minnie, as

a token of her gratitude.
added, -

"I want you to work

for me

an hour

or two every evening,

O, I shall
"And I will

Arthur, for

a few

be glad. to

pay you

a dollar and

a quarter

a week."

"A dollar

a quarter

a week !"

when yvill you

begin ? "

"Whenever you please,

let it be next Monday

now, Arthur,

"Yes :



had better

run directly home with your clothes.
I don't want you any more at present."
"0, I am so thankful to you, Mr.
Brown, I don't know what to say," said
Arthur, his eyes filling with tears.
"Well, never mind; I don't want you
to say any thing. Run home and tell
your tAlier: she will be glad, too."
Yes, that she will," murmured the
boy, as he ran off in the direction of
his home, with his heart so full of
gladness hd hardly knew how to con-
tain himself. When he arrived at his
home, he bounded into the room, and
cried, with a voice which fairly startled
Mrs. Ellerslie, -


"Mother Mother Look h
"What is it, my son?" she
he turned half way round
washing tub, at which she
busy all the morning. -
"See here, mothdeY Look at
have got two suits of clothes,'
going to earn a dollar and a
week working eveingngs for Mr.
All this was spoken in a bre and
so rapidly, his good mother could hardly
understand what he said. "Seeing his
excitement, and the change in his dress,
she wiped the soap suds from her hands
and arms, and turned round to survey
him, and to find out what he had to say.

Arthur's excitement was soon over.
He told his mother all that has just

been related.

pleased, of course;


She was very much

and after

said, -

"You must not forget to thank God,


for raising

you up

"No, mother; I won't


"That is right, my dear boy-

our good gifts are from God;

and it is

proper for us to be very grateful to him
for them."
"Yes, mother; but 0 dear "

" 0 dear!

What do you mean? "

"I was thinking of father.

father was only good, like you, how

we should

all be

He would

work for you, and yoi
obliged to wash clothes.
wouldn't be cross, and

such a happy home I

a wouldn't be
And then he
we should have

But now, what's

the use of my having these nice clothes?


will make father

any better,

will it?"
Hush, my son I
your father. Re

father still, although he


Don't talk against
member he is your

has fallen into

We must be kind to him,

and pray for him.
be reformed."
"I hope he wi

Perhaps he will yet



shall be happy indeed."


At that moment the door, which
had been standing ajar, was suddenly
pushed open, and Mr. Ellerlie stood
on the threshold. Arthur looked to-
wards his mother with alarm. She
returned his glance. They both ex-
pected a storm; for they supposed he
had been listening to their talk, and
would be very angry.
They were correct in thinking he
had heard their conversation; but they
very greatly mistook his feelings. The
wretched man had not been able to
get any drink that morning, and was,
therefore, for a wonder, quite sober
when he reached his cottage. The

door being partly open, his ear caught
some words from the conversation be-
tween Arthur. and his mother, which
caused him to listen. Fortunately, he
was in the right mood of mind to
reflect on what they said. He knew
how well founded were the fears of his
boy. He was moved by the tenderness
of his wife. He felt ashamed, humbled,
and guilty. So, without saying a word,
he strode across the floor, seated him-
self in a chair, and, leaning .on the
table, buried his face in his arms. For
the first time for many years, Mr. El-
lerslie shed tears.
His thoughts were very bitter ones as

he mused on the past, and thought of
what he was once-of his prospects,
his hopes, and friends. He remembered
with what joy he had led his wife to
the altar on their bridal day. He
traced his history through his sad fall
into intemperance. He remembered how
his folly had brought darkness and woe
into his once happy dwelling. He pic-
tured to himself what. might have been
his state, and the condition of his fam-
ily, provided he had been a sober man.
The more he thought of these things
the more deeply he felt, until his emo-
tions were almost beyond endurance.
Meanwhile, Arthur and his mother

gazed at him with wonder and fear.
They dared not speak to him, or move
round the room, lest, being disturbed,
he should break out into violent words.
Presently the unhappy father and hus-
band arose, looked wildly round the
room, and then, seizing his hat, pre.
psted to leave the house.
Alarmed at his unusual appearance,
and not being aware of the new feel-
ings at work in his bosom, Mrs. El-
lerslie exclaimed,
"HusbandI what is the matter?"
And Arthur, at the same instant,
cried, -
0 father, don't go away I See I've
got some new clothes!"

But the fallen :father and husband
had a purpose in his mind which he
was bent on executing before explain-
ing himself to his family. So he merely
waved his hand, and left the cottage.
"Arthur follow your father, and see
where he goes," said Mrs. Ellerslie
"Yes, mother," replied the boy, as he
ran after his father, contriving to keep
far enough behind to see him without
being seen.
In a few minutes, Arthur came run-
ning, out of breath, back to the cot-
tage. Dashing in, he exclaimed,
"Mother I mother I where do you
think father has gone?"

The boy's excited
Ellerslie turn pale.
fear of bad tidings.

manner made Mrs.
She trembled with
But, restraining

herself as well as she could, she said, -

"I don't know,


"He went into Temperance Hall; and
I guess he's gone to sign the pledge "
"Sign the pledge 0, no, Arthur; I
fear not. That is too much to hope."

"But what else should take
Temperance Hall, mother ?"

"What else indeed?

for his

him to

I hope it is

own sake and ours too."

" Look, mother I

Here he comes.

see how glad he looks!


sure he's

the pledge!"



The door was open, and Mrs. Ellers-
lie saw her husband crossing the door
yard, with a manner more erect, and a
look more manly, than he had borne
for years. Her heart told her some-
thing had occurred: some good pur-
pose was certainly at work within him.
Why else that firm step and brightened
Mr. Ellerslie now entered the cottage.
Gazing at his wife very earnestly, he
said, -
"I have signed the pledge!"
It is impossible to describe the joy
of the wife, or the gladness of Arthur,

on hearing these good tidings.



sprang towards his father and kissed
him, while Mrs Ellerslie sat weeping
tears of gladness. Once more, after
years of misery, she was happy. Hope
beamed on her humble dwelling; her
prayers were answered, and she was too
full of bliss to speak.
"I' go and tell my brothers," ex-
claimed Artlhr. And, quitting his fa-
ther's arms, he ran off to call his
brothers out of school, and to tell them
the news. As he ran along the streets
he met several persons, who said to
him, -
Your father has signed the pledge,


"Iknowi I it I know it" replied the
happy boy.
Indeed, the whole village rejoiced.
Mr. Ellerslie's former character, and the
known excellency of his wife, had caused
great interest to be felt for the whole
family. And the fact of his having
signed the pledge was rapidly reported
throughout the place.
Arthur found his brothers at school.
He took them home, and that noon
their meal, though it was very frugal,
was the happiest they had eaten for
years. It was seasoned with love and
The pledge of Mr. Eflerslie was faith-

fully kept. He began to practise his
profession, and found encouragement.
Arthur received the wages promised
him by Mr. Brown. Mrs. Ellerslie left
off taking in washing, and devoted her-
self entirely to the care of her house-
hold. Little means of comfort began
to return, and every thing soon wore
an appearance of promise; and she de-
lighted to turn to the word of God, and
read with renewed faith those promises
which had been her consolation through
her long night of sorrow and suffering.
Thus her troubles were a source of
wealth to her heart. The help God had
given her while in the stormy waters


not only taught her to trust him more
fully, but it also led her to love him
more truly. She never thought of that
divine care for her without feeling a
gush of loving emotion springing from
her heart, and flowinglike a spring of
fresh and living water1tarogh her soul.
She felt towardws.:od .as a little boy
once did towards his -mothefrwho had
saved his life, in infancy, at sea6during
a terrific storm. So fearful was that
storm, the sailors all thought the ship
would.sink. The passengers were col-
lected oh deck, auktith&bhemWasthis
mother, folding her babe to er bosom.
Soon a huge wave swept her from the

ship into the sea. Amid the waves she
held up her infant in her arms, and cried;
with a voice louder than the storm, -
Save my child I "
Her eyes grew dim with the mists of
death, as the waters dashed her to and
fro. But still she clasped her boy, and
cried in earnest tones, -
"Save mny child I"
A returning wave washed her and her
child back to the ship, where strong
arms seized and saved them both.
When the boy grew up, and was told
this story of his mother's love, he viewed
her with confidence and affection. And
thus, when Mrs. Ellerslie thought how


God had held her in his arms while she
was passing through the deep. waters,
she felt that she could trust and love
him evermore.
As to Arthur, he grew in the esteem
of all. His courage, his affection for
his mother, his love of study, his truth-
fulness, and general good conduct caused
all who knew him to love him.. Having
wages for his evening labors, he did not
need to gather any more watercresses,
especially as his father soon began to
earn money from his profession; and
every thing in his history showed that

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