. Bessie on her travels . myself one of that kind of people who seem to think childrendont have feelings ; and Kate laughed at therecollection of Bessies solemn air, when shehad pronounced her opinion of Mr. Temple. Poor Maggie ! how I used to tease her. Yes, indeed, Kate, said Mrs. Maynard, grown people, I fear, too often forget howeasily a childs feelings are wounded; howthe word, the look, or laugh, which to us is amatter of indifference, or some passing mo-ments amusement, may mortify and grieve8ome sensitive little heart, and leave there asore spot long after we have forgotten it. Kate, 2
. Bessie on her travels . myself one of that kind of people who seem to think childrendont have feelings ; and Kate laughed at therecollection of Bessies solemn air, when shehad pronounced her opinion of Mr. Temple. Poor Maggie ! how I used to tease her. Yes, indeed, Kate, said Mrs. Maynard, grown people, I fear, too often forget howeasily a childs feelings are wounded; howthe word, the look, or laugh, which to us is amatter of indifference, or some passing mo-ments amusement, may mortify and grieve8ome sensitive little heart, and leave there asore spot long after we have forgotten it. Kate, 231 Yes, said Kate, regretfully, my con-Bcience is not at ease on that point. And youmay thank darling Bessie, mother, for givhigme more than one innocent lesson in consid-eration and thoughtfulness for others, Ijothold and young. The honey-bee, too, with allher heedlessness, — and she is naturally a care-less little thing, — leaves no sting behind her,for she never forgets the rule which she calls,* doing unto MAGGIES POEM.
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