o she
had to hunt for him, and found him all curled up as small as possible
under the bed.

"Come out instantly," said his Mother.

Edward crept out and began to cry, and beg his Mother not to punish him,
but his Mother said:

"Edward, you knew you were doing wrong when you got your uncle's razors
to play with, and if I do not punish you, you will always be doing
mischief, and grow up to be a very bad man."

So his Mother took a birch-rod out of the closet, and gave Edward a very
severe whipping; so severe that he remembered it for a long time, and
although after a great while he forgot, and sometimes was tempted to do
wrong, he never wanted to play barber again, or make believe shave any
body with a razor.

THE BROTHERS.

One day Henry came bounding home from school, his face beaming with joy.
He was head of his class, and he held fast in his hand a fine silver
medal, which had been awarded to him for good behavior.

"Oh!" said he to himself as he ran along, "how happy this will make my
dear Mother. I know she will kiss me; perhaps she will kiss me five or
six times, and call me her dear, dear boy. Oh! how I love my Mother."

He ran up the steps of the house where he lived as he said this, and
pulled the bell very hard, for he was in a great hurry. His Father
opened the door. "Hush! Henry," said he, "come in very softly, your
Mother is very sick."

"My Mother! Dear Father, what is the matter with her? May I go in to her
if I will step very softly?"

"No," said his Father, "you must not see her now; you must be very still
indeed. I see, my dear boy, that you have been rewarded for good conduct
in school; I am glad that I have so good a son. And now, Henry, I know
you love your Mother so much, that you will promise me to be very still,
and wait patiently until she is able to see you." As he said this, he
drew Henry close to him, and smoothed down his long curling hair, and
kissed his cheek.

Henry threw his arms around his Father's neck, and promised him, and
then putting away his medal, he went softly on tiptoe up to his
play-room, and shutting the door, began to work on a sloop that he was
rigging. He did not get on very fast, for he could not help thinking of
his dear Mother, and wishing he could see her. She had hemmed all the
sails of the sloop for him, and he was going to name it the "Eliza,"
after her.

The next morning, Susan, the old nurse, knocked very early at the door
of the room wher