GOLD RING. 7 covered that he had been drinking, and it grieved me to die heart. In a short time after, while I was washing up the breakfast things, I heard our little Robert, who was only five years old, crying bitterly ; and, going to learn the cause, I met him running towards me with his face covered with blood. He said his father had taken him on his knee, and was playing with him, but had given him a blow in the face, only because he had said, when he kissed him, “ Dear papa, you smell like old Isaac, the drunken fiddler.” My husband was very cross to us all through the whole of that day ; but the next morning, though he said little, he was evidently ashamed and humbled ; and he went about his work very industriously, and was particularly kind to little Robert. 1 prayed constantly for my good man, and that God would be pleased to guide his heart aright; and, more than a week having gono by, without any similar occurrence, I flattered myself, that he would never do so again. But, in a very little time, either the Deacon
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