Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1853-01-22
! won't. Pa, Nell's trying to get mo

going out doors with that dress on. Go right
and take il off
Mary. Why marin, this is well enough |
I'll leave il to Fanny If 'tain't.
Mrs. J. Have your own way, always.-
Wait for Kate.
Kate (up stairs) Where's my shawl'
Mrs. J. don't know. Have you looked
in the chest?
Kate. Yes.
Mrs. J. In the closet?
Kate. Yes.
Mrs. J. In the bedroom?
Kate. Yes.
Mrs J. Well, look in the trunk or the
bureau.
Kate. have.
Mrs. J. | don't know where it is, then,
pm sure.
Ellen. know where Ills. We had it up
stnirs for carpet to our playhouse, and l
suppose IT'S there now.
ENTER Kate, with the shawl, torn shock
ingly.l
Mrs. J. Well, now, should like to know
who in the name of common sense did that
| never see such work in my life. You
must take Mnry's.
Mary. don't want her to; twill be oil
switched TO pieces.
MIS- =. iiOu gOur tOuBuc' hotV "hV
the shawl.
Exit Mary, Kate, and Fanny)
Crash in the store room--run Mrs. Jones.
Charles creeps out Of the ruins of the best
sugar-pot)
Mrs. J. Oh! my soul and body, what n
caper this is! You little good-for-uothing
what do you mean Get into the other
room there, aud IL | catch you in such busi-
moo, nuntr Iii toLa ynur oora nn'l March
march quick!
Exit Charles-enters the room where
there ure seuted Joe, Ellen, and Anne.)
Joe. Give me some of that are.
Charley. | won't neither-go and help
yourself as did 1; the old woman'll only
jaw little.
Anne Dib me some sooder.
Ellen. Give me some of that are.
Charley. Ye shan't any Of ye have it.
(Exit Charles.)
Ellen. Now, Joe, you 60 and let the
squirrel out to pay him for that.
Joe. You'll tell.
Ellen. No, won't.
Exit Joe--enter Mrs. Jones.)
Mrs. J. Where's Joe gone now?
Ellen. He's gone up chamber to get
some corn TO pnrch, guess.
Mrs J. Do you know where Mary's gold
pen is?
Ellen. Kate broke it yesterday.
Mrs. J. Broke it-how?
Ellen. She was picking holes in Ben's
book.
Mrs. J. Well, for mercy's sake tell Mary
you don't know where it il, if she asks you,
for she'll make such an awful piece of work.
Exit Mrs. Jones enter Benz
Ben. How came Charles squirrel out p
saw him running down towards The woods
like Cesar.
Ellen. Joe let him out cause he wouldn't
give him any sugar. Let's tell Pa Of him.
Enter Charles and joel
Ben. Charles, Joe went and let your
squirrel out, and he's cleared for old Hickory
woods like smoke.
Joe. never done no such thing.
Ellen. What liar! You did too.
Joe. You told me TO, or | never should
have thought of it.
Ellen. ! didn't neither.
Joe. You did too. But guess you'd bet
ter 90 ont in the wood-house and see where
your rag-boby is.
Exit Ellen.)
Joe. Good tore her doll oil to pieces.
Eater Elen.)
Ellen. Did you do that Joe?
Joe. No. found it so when went out.
Charles. There, Ellen, he just said he
did.
Joe. ! didn't, did Ben?
Ben. No, didn't hear you.
Ellen, crying. I'll tell Pa; mum, will.
Joe. Cry baby cry baby!
ELLEN flies at Joe, and a fight ensues, du-
| ring which MIR. Jones enters.)
Alr. J. Young ones what are you racket
ing about here this rate for! Stop your
noise. (Giyes each cuff, which sets all a.
crying)
.Night-.M al Home.
Mary. Mnrm, where's my pen? want
10 write n letter.
Mrs. J. don't know Children .vhcre
is it? Giving each wink.)
Children, all at once. don't knos,&aotli-
ing about il.
MIR. J. Can't you keep still ] can, tel!
whether Pm reading in Moses or Paul.
Come, III read out loud. "And il came to
pass"-
Ellen. Oh!
Mr. !. Now what's 10 pay?
Ellen, crying. Joe pinched me, and TON
pulled my hair.
Mr. J. Joe, sit this way Tom, mind
your business I" And i. came to pass -
Charles. Let me alone, Ben, or I'll knocl.
you down.
Ben. hsin't touched yc.
Charles. You have.
Mr.. J. CLOSING his Bih!e) never sec
such pack of good d-for-noihing youug ones
in my life. know I've done my duty, but
| It's no use.
Mrs. J. Well, have done mine, and
don't see what ails them.
Anne. know what ails Joe; he's got
the itch.
Mr. J. lie he he guess Polly, aileI
all, our children are as bright as any body's-
so we have no cause TO complain.
Scene Closes.