Bolax, Imp or Angel-Which?

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se about down there

over de puppies, better c

king and whining. Aunt Lucy hurried down sta

was pulling at her brother, and Bo, doubled up, was holding one of

anded their aunt. "Childr

boy is tormentin

puppy d

I go near her nest. I only wanted to love the little thing, and J

this afternoon as a punishment for your silly condu

et Hetty's sympathy, she was always willing to listen to her bo

you think Amy is a

don't call s

her, I wish I knew of the horriblest

boy, don't figh

er is so wicked; she's j

t's a awful name. What

ake, only fifty times bigger, and i

on; you got to tell the names you call, a

er was so dreadful, she most broke my bones, so I

"better don't have too many bad things to tell on other people; Father gwan to tell you:

will listen when I tell him ho

r gwan give you two penances, one for

First Co

he should make his first confession. Although well instructed and p

y and told him she had decided on taking him to see a Jesuit priest. Bolax was del

cried he, "I'll go

child caught sight of the imposing interior, with its Altars, statues and pictures, he seemed

ry holy place! Oh, I can

al; Bolax followed him without any compulsion, and seemed thoroug

itents, so the good Father came o

he. "Well, my child, God bless you, and k

mother, he spoke a

ent, and I want him to write to me every tw

omised t

left the church. Bolax skipped down the steps, and I fear the good people who were at their devotions,

op!" cried his mother

if I could fly. Confession isn't a

First

Rev.

o confession, every

x, is my sister's dog. Roy caught on to Trix, and such howling and yelping never was heard. Siste

y poor

Hetty caught on to Trix's tail, and both pulled, but still the dogs wouldn't stop

topped the fight. Hetty says she's 'done flustered to

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la

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han you had been before making your confession, I know that

r confession, and they are much disappointed,

am sure, when you found you had hit your mother. Now, how did all this come about? Just because you did not ask permission to let your dog

tly and cheerfully, then you will be happy; your par

my dear little boy, I

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Rev.

ovement. Papa says it is your letters that make me good. M

lieve dat boy done g

she says the badness couldn't go so sudden; it is still the

called three times in the morning, and I don't forget things

ver me; they eat corn off the top of my head and nibble my ears. If you want them, I

ing litt

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atisfaction to Mamma and Papa, and learning to obey; the greatest of

see you are in earnest, and surprise her

good brother who has charge of my room would object to rats-white

ednesday, I will be h

bles

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you to find out how you had been doing since I last met you. I

t, there is no better means to aid you in doing right than a c

though you have to be reminded by your mother. I wish you ha

your

ofort,

Great

it. I took such pains to write it because it was to go to Father Rocofort. Did y

ee it, ask Hetty; she clean

see a long narrow strip of paper abo

you' room when I go clean it, and the puppy was a chewing

you let puppy chew up my p

g done pizened by dis time. I ain't seed him since he et up dem si

things people only tell to the priest, or to their mothers, and

tter ready to send Father Rocofort. When his mother read the content

st be made on

is week, as I have such a cold. I'm so sorr

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ting for it, I feel I ought to tell you the second thought th

se words: "I did not disobey

, he would have disobeyed. As disobedience is a sin; a great evil because displeasing to God. What a

things that come from God are good in the

od? Perhaps not. It is hard for a small boy to see that what he does not like, can be goo

l this, and you will become

iend in

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holic school, there is none in our town for boys, but maybe I

e. Indeed it is kind, and it must take up your ti

the President of a college woul

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rlier reply to your little biography of the week. One or two thoughts tha

bout a little boy. Now I thought you a strange little boy for that, and for this reason. You are a Chris

take an interest in you, when you allow me? It would be indeed strange if I did not wish to see you grow up a good docile, obedient, kind and

f you could get it by wishing, or if it did not cost you any troubl

iend in

Rocofor

o St. Thomas', although in your case, with such a mot

serves a

ourth since the opening of school in September, and now it is only the first Week of October. Spelling, 30;

bit-hutch. Yelling with all his might for H

was looking out of a window. Bo thought a moment, t

ve they gone,

ou spect dey gwan do when dey

, and Bo went back

I am so worried. Indeed, indeed,

ou do not mean to be cruel, but you are. I have saved many of your pets from hunger and thirst; now I shall do so no longer, neither shal

pets; all alike forgotten, if there is no improve

unusual spirit of insubordination and temper on being reproved, and his father whipped him. The boy was heart-broken; it was the first time a stroke had been

ide. His mother knocked at his bedr

he poor child. "If Aunt Lucy had bee

told him she would give him her pony "Ben Bolt," for his very own. "O

u know you would not listen to anything and kept going wild. I tell you what I will do the next time you deserve a whippin

here's Ma dear

fast; his mother had let him sleep late because she was attendi

into the dining room and begged the kind creature to sit with him. "You're my best friend, Hett

's inside of it. Hetty, dear, do you know fishes have sp

I break it and here is a string that makes the fish

st such a cord in our backbone." Here Mamma came into the room. "Law bless us, Miss All

lained to the children the

sked if shellfish were stupid, because

iful Nautilus; the little mariner

k fluid out of its body, which darkens the water, and when pursued by an enemy escapes by

ot his trouble, and no one no

dat funny song about de Hoo Doo man, and say dat pie

d school; it's a girls' school, anyhow. I'm the only Catholic there, and every now and then some one says something ugly about my religion. Of

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the sluggard

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think was t

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ou work, and pl

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her mother; "you look as if

ng of those "wonders of

ll something of every bird and beast and in

f study than I did at your age. Until you were four yea

you study,

entive; I studied b

er's side. "Oh, Ma, dear! I wil

s neck, asking to be forgiven and promising to be a good boy in the future. Mr. Allen clasped the dear child t

other told of Bo's de

d Mathews, who has brought up seven sons. He thinks from what I told

n took Bo up to the College and

elve years of age;" however, he allowed himself to be persuaded and acceded to the lady's r

d wanted three months of being ten years old

t. Thomas', especially as it m