The doctor hopes your father will be about again in a week or two, and he can then attend to your case himself." "Oh then he won't die! he won't die, our dear, dear papa!" cried both children in a breath.
"No; God has been very good to us all in causing the ball to strike where it could do but little injury.

And Edward, I hope this will be such a lesson to you all your life as will keep you from ever disobeying again." They were passing up the avenue, Eddie moving submissively along by his grandfather's side, but with tottering steps; for the dreadful excitement of the last hour had exhausted him greatly.

Perceiving this Mr.Dinsmore presently took him in his arms and carried him to the house.
Low pitiful sobs and sighs were the only sounds the little fellow made till set down in the veranda; but then clinging to his grandfather's hand, he burst out afresh, "O grandpa, I can't go in! I can't, I can't see mamma, for she can't love me any more." The mother heard and came quickly out.

The tears were coursing down her cheeks, her mother heart yearned over her guilty, miserable child: stooping down and stretching out her arms, "Eddie, my little son," she said in tender tremulous accents, "come to mother.

If my boy is truly sorry for his sin, mamma has no reproaches for him: nothing but forgiveness and love." He threw himself upon her bosom, "Mamma, mamma, I am sorry, oh, _so_ sorry! I will never, never disobey papa or you again." "God helping you, my son; if you trust in your own strength you will be sure to fall." "Yes mamma; oh, mamma, I've been the wickedest boy! I disobeyed my father and shooted him; and oughtn't I to have a dreadful whipping?
Shall grandpa do it ?" Mrs.Travilla lifted her full eyes inquiringly to her father's face.
"It is all his own idea," said Mr.Dinsmore with emotion, "I think he has already had a worse punishment by far in his grief and remorse." Elsie heaved a sigh of relief.