The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1851-07-17

gin al home with lump oil sugar, piece Vi
cake, or few raisins and then, II you nave
taught him to lie easily, you will soon nave
him in the straight road to ruin
"Ah. well" said Norwood, "Pll remem-
Der; but what is that red thing in your bag
"This," said Nightshade, pulling out
beautiful coral necklace, "thls Is Emily's
birthday present, from Uncle john Dor
rowed il, Wormwood-just borrowed It, you
know, to pave my yard with. Ha, ha! wont
these little beads make pretty paving stones!
! Little Miss Emily had been told often not 10
take il off her neck on any account, but per
suaded her one day, just to Try It on her niue
white kitten; by the way, NORWOOD ha'
little word just is worth all the beads IN crea.
ton to us-just this, and only Just that on!
what prime little word il is. Well, as was
saying, she just tried il on her kitten, and |,
seeing that the door was open, just stuck pm
into kitty's ear, and away she flew INTO the
garden, through bushes and fences, and alter
her, and Emily crying and chasing US both,
until kit dropped her necklace, which pocket
ed, or rather bagged, and left Miss Emily to
make it up with her mother and Uncle John
the best way she could"
-" And what did YOU do next 2" said Worm
wood
"Well, amused myself in various ways.
| found little girl sewing; and as she seemed
TO be in hurry to get through, first knotted
her thread, then twitched her needle away, and
threw IT as far as could across the room, and
while she was looking for it, rolled her spool
oil thread under the stove, and blew piece oil
paper over her scissors, which she had dropped
In looking for her needle, and when she ran up
stairs TO get more thread, l followed her. and
| hung her nice new dress on tack which her
brother had just driven into the window sill
and as she was still in a hurry, she tore 1t
across a whole breadth before she could stop.
| Oh, Pve torn dozens OF dresses in this man
ner, on nails and door-latches. Next, | went
into the kitchen to help them take up dinner,
as knew they Were going to have company.
The first thing | did was to slip large china
dish out of the cooks hands, which was of
course broken all TO pieces. Dinah rolled up
her eyes and declar'd she didn't know how
dat ar dish cum TO slip out of her hands-she
spected Miss b. would be mighty mad, but she
couldn't help il no how | then dropped
lump of fairy ice into the saucepan, and Dinah
said she bleeved it was bewitched-everything
was waiten for that ar gravy, and il wouldn't
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the house, and so, after cracking tumbler with
,oy bag -of pencils. rolling two or three bYm-
ing brands from the nre uown ON inc NV nm
ing room carpet, and filling the room with
smoke and smut, few away.
"My next visit was to farmhouse. Here
had fine fun. stuck pins into the cows and
made them kick over the milk-pails, scared the
setting hens, and sent them cackng off their
nests, frightened the horses and made them
upset the wagon and throw all the farmers
eggs and butter which he was carrying TO
market into the mud, and various other pleas
ant little tricks Of the kind but the best thing
| did there was to gnaw the clothes-line, and let
down all the wet clothes on the ground, and
then drive few stray sheep right over them
all. Oh, Wormwood, If you had seen that old
woman and her daughters, you would have
laughed yourself all away to nothing-I thought
they would be the death of me- They had
just dressed themselves up in their new corn
colored dresses, and were going out to spend
the afternoon. hoping to have an opportunity
of saying that they always made it pint TO
get all their washin and cleanin done up before
dinner-but just as they were starting, one of
them happened to look round towards the
clothes, and what a sight met their astonished
eyes. never heard women scold and storm
quite as bad as they did. thought in my
heart they'd swear left them dsputing as
plaugey sheep, and went laughing off through
the fields towards town.
And what did you do on the way 2" said
Wormwood.
"Wel, | broke few butterhy's wings,
pulled little birds feathers, stepped into a cot
tage now and then, tickled the babies noses,
| and pulled their hair to make them cross, stole
little girls thlmbles and needles whenever they
only laid them doicn just one min,ae,' while
they ran off to play or to look at something,
jerked people in their sleep, and made them
think they were falling, drew ugly pictures on
their foreheads TO make them have bad dreams,
went to church on Sunday with other good
people, and scattered here and there pin or
straw for the little boys and girls 10 play with,
whispered to the ladies' TO look at Mrs. Al new
shawl, and Miss BPS horrid ugly bonnet, &c.;
famed dull people with poppy leaves, and set
them to bowling and bobbing TO the minister
and to each other got several of the singers up
in the gallery engaged in whispering and writ
ing notes to each other; told the minister that
it was of no use TO preach to such sleepy, care
less people-and the people, that it did them no
good to hear such dull, prosy sermons and
after got them all thoroughly disconnected,
why came away and left them to enjoy them
selves"
"Well. WELL" said NORWOOD, "Ill take
YOU for pattern :" and here they both togeth-
er set up such horrid, discordant laugh, that |
awoke.
"Wife," said |, "do the children remember
their prayers morning and EVENING" You
needn't look any more for those scissors, you'll
never see them again"
"Why, my dear husband" said she. laugh
ing and holding up the scissors, whats the
matter now2 How wild and queer you look
you must have been dreaming"
was thoroughly awake by this time, and
told nv dream to Tom and Susan, who had
lust returned from school. "And now, chill
dren," said l., "don't let the wicked brownies
tempt you to do any of their naughty tricks !;
always tell the truth, and don't lay your things
down, not a single minute, but always put
them away when you have done using them"
They both promised to be very good, and
Tom ran off to play but little Susy climbed
up in my lap, and said
Papa, are there really any brownies, and is
| that story about Viola true, that you told us
yesterday 2"
| Z" No, no, DEAR" said l., they are only
made up stories, but it is true that there are
wicked spirits, always ready to tempt US TO do
| wrong, and to feel discontinued and unhappy I;
and it is also true that the Lord Jesus and his
good angels watch over us, and are always
ready to teach and help us to do right, and to
be good and happy. five listen to them, and
love the Bible, aud are willing to be led and
guided by their kind precepis, they will never
leave us to the power Of the wicked ones, but
will watch over us, and take care of us as long
as we live, help US through all our difficulties.
and at last take us to their happy home, to live