The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-11-29

lit is not right to keep dog that dis
turbs the whole neighborhood l am
attached to poor little Pink, because he
belongs to my son, who has gone to sea
| was in hopes he would soon leave of
quarrelling with the cat but if he won't
be neighborly, will send him out into
the country to board. Sally, will you
bring me ono of those pies we baked this
morning. | should like to have Miss
Turnpenny taste of them
The grabbed neighbor was helped
abundantly, and while she was eating
the pie, the friendly matroa edged in
many kind word concerning little Peg
gy, whom she praised as remarkably
capable and industrious child.
l am glad you 6nd her so,' rejoincd
Aunt Hetty; Il should get precious
little work out of her if l did not keep
the switch in sight,
l manage childred pretty much as
the man did the donkey replied Mrs.
Fairweather. Not an inch would the
poor beast stir, for all his masters beat
ing and humping. But a neighbor
tied some fresh turnips to a stick, and
fastened them so that they swang direct.
ly before the donkey's nose, and off be
set on brisk trot, in hopes of ovcrtak.
ing them.
Aunt Hetty, without observing how
very closely the comparison applied tc
her own management of Peggy, said,-
that will do very we'll for folks tha
have plenty Of turnips to spare
For the matter of that, whips cos
something, as well as turnips and since
one makes the donkey stand still, anc
the other makes him trot, it is easy tc
decide which is the most economical. -
But, ncighbor Turnpenny, since you
like my pies so well, pray take one home
with you. l am afraid they will mould
before We can eat them up
Aunt Hetty had come in for quar-
rel, and she was astonished to see her.
self going out with pie. well, Mrs.
Fairweather,' said she, you are a
neighbor. l thank you a thousand
tines
When she reached her own door, she
hcsitated for an instant, then turned
back, pie in hand, to say Neighbor
Fairweather, you needn't trouble your
self about sending Pink away. It's nat
ural you should like the little creature,
seeing he belongs to your son. I'll try
to keep Tab in doors, and perhaps after
a while they will agree BETTER
L hope they will replied the friend
ly matron: We will try them a while
longer, and if they persist in quarreling
| will send the dog into the country. -
Pink, who was sleeping in a chair,
stretched himself and gaped. His kind
mistress patted him on the head, 'Ah,
you foolish little beast, said she, what,
the use of plaGuing poor Tab p
Well, l do say observed Sally,
smiling, you are master woman for
stopping a QUARREL
l learned good lesson when I was
a little girl, rejoined Mrs. Fairweather.
One frosty morning, was looking out
of the window into my fathers barn
yard, where stood many COWS, oxen and
horses, waiting to drink. 1t was one of
those cold swapping mornings, when a
slight thing irritatos both man and beast.
The cattle all stood very still and meek,
till one of tho cows attempted to turn
round. In making the attempt, she
happened to hit her next neighbor,
whoreupon, the neighbor kicked and bit
another. In FIVE minutes the whole
herd were kicking and hooking each
other, with all fury. See what comes
of kicking when you're hit Just so
Two seen one cross word set whole
family by the ears, some frosty morning.
Afterwards, if my brother or myself
were little irritable, she would say, take
care, children. Remember how the
fight in the barny9rd began. Mover
give kick for a hit, aud you will save
yourself and others deal of trouble
That same afternoon, the sunshiuy
dame stepped into Auut Hetty's rooms
where she found Peggy sewing, as usual
with the eternal switch on the table bcsdc
her ! am obliged to 20 to Harlem