ight or wrong, he was sure to obtain sympathy. So in the present instance, failing to receive from his fat
thin lips and a sharp, hatchet-like face, was in
he asked, seeing on her son's face an
other. Father's a
to forget that you are
I was thrashing a bo
at
mother. It was o
or punishing him?" aske
version of
ordered him away. He was a ragged boy, with a bundle on a stick.
r father
nd, instead of taking my part, he
e so unfair," said his wife. "It i
mpudent boy. Of course, he enjoyed it, and I supp
n't be so inconsiderate. But what is that stain on your coat, God
low, and fell on my back. However, I was up again directly and gave it to him, I can tell y
ad been in the wrong or had been worsted. Even if his mother sometimes suspected that his accounts were a trifle distorted, she forbore to quest
y? Doesn't he live in
ton, afte
ll you who he is. He's the son of that wom
. Bu
e that his name
ce too well to be impuden
I th
rs. Burke about her
e her. That's a good w
is a capital hand at ironing shirts. Yours and your father'
sentially mean, he thought it would be an exce
ittle. Tell her to make her boy beha
speak to her on th
on introduced the subje
ou took part against Godfrey when he
n the wrong, my dear
ong. You are ready to take part with any stranger aga
said her husband, good-humoredly. "I must say, h
very unju
s so overbearing to those whom he considers his inferiors, t
n to feel proud. He mus
s his p
k. As our son he is entitled
he deserves it, but this is a republic, a
ton tosse
you consider yourself above a man that
use I am richer, and have a better education, it i
m thankful that I know my position better. I mean to uphold t
m. He knew of old her sentiments on this subject, and he was aware th
getting intolerable. I am glad this Irish boy gave him a les
the next morning, "when Mrs
, ma
nounced Ellen, h
rom her seat and we
Mrs. Preston,"
ly. "Mrs. Burke, I hear that your son beh
said the mother, quietly. "He
brutal assault upon him, quite
frey didn't strike him f
our son shouldn't
her eyes flashing with spir
roper," said Mrs. P
Andy isn't the boy to st
, in a freezing tone, "that you upho
s a good boy, and if he struck Master God
, angrily. "I shall not require you
iet pride, but she thought, with a sinking heart, o