Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1854-07-29
THE ANTI-SLAVERY BUGLE.

and Marthas and Marys, and Tommys and John
nys, besides t. little baby that its mother has never
had time to name.
them talk when they don't think | am listening.
| love to read to them and watch their eyes spar
klc. Hove to play with them, end walk with them.
They are often much pleasanter company than
grown pcople-at least, so Kizzy thinks. But that
is only an old maids opinion.
| had MT visited at the Tompkins' long, before |
noticed that little "Luly," as they called her, was
one by herself; that is. she was not u favorite
with the rest of the family. At first ] did not un-
derstand how it was, and / felt very much like
saying l did MT like it for Luly seemed to be q
nice little girl, and playful as a little kitty. She
was always laughing, singing, and dancing---now
in at one door, and now out ut the other, like q
will-o-the-wisp, or a jack-o'-lantcrn. Why on
earth they didn't like Luly, | could not see. Be
ing an old maid, of course | could not rest easy
till | found out the reason of this and | soon did
it, as you'll see, il you read on to the end Of my
story.
One day Luly came to me saying, "Tell me a
story, there's a good Kizzy, l am tired of running
round"
Well, | knit to my seam needle, and then l took
her up on my lap and began:
Once there was q little girl whose name was
Niolctta. She had never kept still five minutes
since she was born, and l suppose the shoemaker.
were very glad of it. She was us much of q little
squirrel as II little girl could be-nibbling, from
sunrise to sunset.
When Violetta came into the room everybody
looked uneasy. If her papa was writing, he'd
lay one hand over his papers, and push his ink
stand as far as possible into the middle of the
table; mamma would catch up her work-baske
and put it in her lap her little brothers and sis
ters would all scrabble up their playthings, and
run even the little baby would crawl on its hand;
and knees as fast us it could, and catch hold of it,
mothers gown.
You might be sure if you laid a thing out o
your hand, you never would find it in the sam,
spot where you left it, if Nioletta were in tho
room. She would run off with your scissors, YOU
bodkin, your needle-book, and your spool of cot
ton she would stuff your handkerchief in hei
pocket by mistake; she'd try your spectacles OF
to her kitten, and tie your new tippet on the dog
Ponto's neck.
Then she would run into the kitchen and dill
her fingers into the preserves, and upset the egg
basket, and open the oven door and let the hea
all out when the pies were baking, and leave tn,
cover off the sugar bucket, and dip into the mill
f to feed her kitty, and disturb the cream, and nib
e bic round a loaf of fresh cake, just like a littl,
: mouse.
Well, of course everybody disliked her, anc
hated to see her come where they were. She new
err got invited anywhere, because nothing was SAT-
' from her little Paul Pry fingers; and when com
t pany came she generally got sent out of the room
c It was a great pity, because she was really u pref
ty little girl, and a very bright one, too.
"Oh, Miss kizzy," said Luly, 81 never will d.
e so any more, L"
e Why, Luly, l did MT say you did SO; l was talk
ing about Violetta.
"0h, but it is just like me-" said the honest lit
tie girl 81 have done all those things, Miss Kiz
3 zy--every one of them but / did not think i
would make everybody hate me. l want to b.
loved, Miss Kizzy; but you do not know hov
dreadful hard it is for a little girl to keep still
Yes do, Luly and you need MT keep still,
as you call it, but you must MT NEEDLE with wha
do mt belong to you. | see how it is: you are
very active little girl, and want something to d
all the time. I'll ask your mother to let you go t
school-(Luly frowned)-t me, Luly!
"Oh, that's so NICE" said Luly. Don't &c
a bench-will you? Do MT make me set u
straight. Do MT make me fold up my hands an,
keep my toes still, will you Miss kizzy?"
Well Llly came to my school, and stood up o
sat down, just as she liked. She was the onl,
scholar | had, so | was not particular about that
but after she had learned to read, sbS woult
keep still" for hours together without mindin,
it, if you'd only give her q book.
Poor little Luly she did MT mean to be naughty
she only wanted something to do. She is one {
the best little girls now that ever carried a satche
FANNY FERN.