Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1859-08-06
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l THE ALTAR LIBERTY, OR INC.

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was relieved dark and clear against the reldcn.
ing sky as the early winter sun was going down
the west. II was a brisk, clear, m talic
evening; the long drifts Of the snow blushed
crimson red on thehill tops and lay in shades of
| purple and lilac in the hollows, and the old
wiutry wind brushed shrewdlv along the plain,
tingling psoplo's noses, blowing open their
cloaks, putting in the back of their necks, and
showing otler unmistakeable ipdications that
he was getting up steam for real registering
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"Hurrah! How it bowsl" said little Dick
| Ward, from the top Of the messy wood pile
! Now Dick had been sent 20 said wood pile,
in company with his little sister Grace, to pick
up chips, which, every body knows, wss in the
! ollcn time considered a wholesome and pra-
cious employment, and the peculiSr duty of the
rising generation But said Dick, eing a boy
mounted the wood pile, and erected there a
| flagstaff, on which he was busily tying a little
red pocket handkerchief, occasionally exhort.
ing Grace "to be sure and pick up fast"
80, yes, will" said Grace; "but you see
the chips have got ice on 'om and make my
hands so oOd
80, don't stop to suck your thumbs Who
cares for icel Pick away, say, while Iset
up the flag of liberty"
So Grace picked away as fast as she could,
nothing doubling, but that her cold thumbs
were in some mysterious sense an offering on
the shrine of liberty; while soon the red hand.
| kerchef duly secured, luttered and snapped in
the brisk evening wind.
"Now you must hurrah, Oracle, and throw
up your bonnet" said Dick as he descended
| from the pile
"But won't it lodge down some place in the
wood pilel" suggested Grace thoughtfully.
40, never fear; give it to me, aud Just holler
now, Oracle, "Hurah for liberty;' and we'll
throw up your bonnet and my cap; and wen
play, you know, that we are a whole army, and
I'm General Washington
SO Grace gave up her little red hood, and
Dick awung his cap, and up they both went
into the air; and the children shouted and the
flag snapped and flutteled, aud altogether they
had a merry time Of it. But then the wind
good for nothing roguish fellow made an un
generous plunge at poor Grace's little hood, and
shipped it up in a twinkling, and whisked if oil,
| off, oh,-huttering and borbing up ana down,
quite across wide, waste, snowy field, and
tinalIy lodged it op the top of a tall strutting
rail, that was leaning, very independently
quite another way from all the other rails ofthe
fence
"Now see do see "said Gracie "there goes
my bonnet What will Aunt Hitty sayP' and
Grace began to cry.
Don't you cry, Oracle; you offered it up for
liberty, you know it's glorious to give up every.
thing for liberty"
10, but Aunt Htty won't think so"
"Well, don't cry Oracle, You foolish girl!-
Do you think l can't get i'll Now, only play
that the great.ral is a fort, and your bonnet is
prisoner in it, and see how quick Ill take the
fort and get it," and Dick shouldered a stick
and started of.
"what upon arth keeps those children so
long, l should think they were making chipsl"
said Aunt Mehetabel "the fires just going
out under the tea kettle"
BY this time Grace had ugged her heavy
basket to the door, and was stamping the
snow of her little feet, which were 50 numb
that she needed to stamp, to be quite sure they
we're yet there Aunt Mehetabes shrewd face
was the first that greeted her as the door oTen-
cd.
"Gracie-what upon airth!--wipe your nose,
child your hands are irozen. Where alive is
Dicl-and what's kept you out all this time!
and where's your bonnetl
Poor Gracy, stunned by this cataract of ques.
tions, neither wiped her nose nor gave any an.
swer, but sded up into the warm corner, where
grandmamma was Knitting, and began quietly
rubbing and blowing her figers, while the
tears silently rolled down her cheeks, as the
fire made the former ache intOlerably.
"Poor little dear" said grandmamma taking
her hands in hers; "llitty shan't scold you 49,
Grandma knows you've been a good girl-the
wind blew poor Gracie's bonnet away; "and
gTaadmamma wiped both eyes and nose and
gave her moreover, a stalk Of dried iennel out
of her pocket; wheTeat Grace took heart once
more,
Mother always makes fools of Roxy's chill
dren," said Mehetabe, putting zealously under
the tea kettle. "There's little maple sugar
IN that sal Ger up there mother If you will keep
giving it TO her." she said, still vigorously puff
fng "And now Gncie," she said when, af.
ter a while, the fire seemed in toeTable order,
twill You answer my question: Where is
Dickl"
"Gone over in the lot to get my bonnet"
"How came your bonnet oll!" said Aunt
Mehetabel 81 tied it on firm enough"
"Dick wanted me to take it off for him, to
throw up for liberty" said Grace.
Throw up Tor fddlestck just one of
Dicks cut ups and you was silly enough to
mind hmw
"Why, he put up flagstaff on the wood
pile, and a Aag to liberty, you know, that papa's
lighting for, said Grace more confidently, Us
size saw her quiet, blue eyed mother, who had
silently walked into the room during the con
yeuation. -rr.
Grace's mother smiled and said, eueourag-
ingy, "And what thenl"
why, be wauted mo throw up my bonnet
aud he his cap, and shout for liberty; and
then the wind took it and carried II of, and he
said ] ought not TO be sorry if l did lose tit
was an offering TO liberty"
"Ard so / did," said Dick, WHO was stand
ibg as straight as a poplar behind the group;
and heard it in one Of fathers letters 10 moth.
er, that we ought to offer up everything on the
altar Of lberty-and 50 / made an altar OF the
wood pile"
"Good boy!" said his mother; always ro
member everything your father writes lie
has offered everything on the altar of liberty,
true enough; and hope YOU son, will live to
do the same"
"Only, if had the hoods and raps TO make ,,
said Aunt Hiity, II hope he won't offer them
up every week--that's ALL"
"Ol we'll, Aunt Hity, I've got the hood; let
me alone for that 1t blew clear over into the
Daddy Ward pasture lot, and stuck on the top
Of the great rail and I played that the rail was
fort; and beseged Il, and took it,"
80, yes you're always up to taking forts
and any thing else that nobody wants done --
IN warrant now, you iefl Oracle to pick up
every blessed one Of them chips"
picking up chips s girls work" said Dick;
"and taking fonts and defending the country is
mems work"
IAnd pray, Mister Pomp, how long have you
been a mani" said Aunt Hitty
"lf amt man, soon shall be; my head
N most up 10 my mothers shoulder and ] can
Gre OF gun, too. tried the other day, when
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