The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1866-09-19
MISCELLANY.
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LITTLE RE.


sheltered by an old woman, kind yet stern,
and Rie who never had been taught any
thing, did not always speak the truth.
The very next day little Rie got into
trouble again, for she was told to hold
out her pinafore while the mistress count
cd apples into it for pudding; the pina-
! fore was not half full when the mistress
WAS called away, and then little Rie, left
alone, looking at all the bright, rosy
, apples, laying in rows on the low shelf,
! found the temptation too great for her,
and bit one of them, which sue hastily
returned to its place. When the mistress
came back and found the little culprit,
with checks sutfuscd with crimson, and
head hanging down, she easily discovered
what had happened, and then in spite OF
her promises that she would be good, she
was summarily punished and put to bed.
".She is but child" said Sally.
"Shc is naughty child" said the
mistress, "anl it is just she should be
punished
eyes, ma'am," Sally vcnturcd to say;
''only somehow il you're angry when you
do it, won't she think you don't love
her I"
'Dcar me, Sally. how foolish you are.
when she is naughty, but only when she's
good
80, don't you, ma'am p replied Sally,
doubllully. "Wcl, ma'am no doubt but
you know best ;"
II must be just" continued the mis-
tress; ''ohe shall be INDUCED when she's
good, but shall never overlook it when
she is naughty"
The m-trcss was ns good ms her word,
and ns little Ric was often naughty in
her childish way, it folio wed that she
was often punished; till once seeing her
dear Sally crying after the mistress had
been more than usually angry, she climb
ell up her knee and made many protesta
tions that she never would be naughty
any more, and make Sally cry.
Poor little Rie, she had her troubles
but she loecd Sally dearly; and perhaps,
child as she was, she had sometimes,
when the rain was pouring down, and the
wind howiing outside, dim perception
that she had been saved from dreary,
toil-omc, and evil life, and it was strange
ly better TO sit with Sally in the cheerful
kitchen, and hear the roscbuds tapping,
than to wander up and down those ever
lcngthcnng roads cold and hungry and
neglected. And now she had beer very
good for a long time and by consequence
she was very happy, and the time passed
very rapidly, till all the snow had melted
away and the garden was full of crocuses
and snowdropS; t seemed only few
days and they were over and she could
watch the rosebuds coming ont ; and
then it seemed "a very little longer before
Sally was constantly telling her TO pick
the rose leaves up and throw them out,
when they drilted in at the window.
At last, one day, one sorrowful day,
the mistress came into the kitchen to
make raisin pudding, while she sent
Salle and little Ric to tn shop, and
during their absence she twisted up some
few rai-ius IN II paper and lai1 them on
the dresser, intending TO give them to the
child when she came ln tut Sallie came
in very late; and when she laid rabbit
and plate of butter AMI papers of sugar,
rice AMI tea on the table, and then pro,
cecded to count out eggs and produce,
apples and other good things, the mistress
forgot the raisins, and pushed back her
flour, and all her apparatus, TO make
room for the groceries. Sally was not "A
good accountant, and she had scarcely
made out the price OF each article and
produced the change, when some friends
came to sec the mistress, and she went
into the parlor.
When they were gone, she remembered
her intended pre- mt and came back into
the kitchen; she moved every parcel and
every dish, searched the dresser, and
looked on the floor, but the paper Of rails
ins was not TO be found, it was gone,
"Comc here, little RE" she said grave
lyi "dii you see a paper of raisins on
the table when you come home 7"
"Ics, maam," said the child, whose
two small hands were closely clasped
behind her.
"And do you know what has become
of them ?"
"No, | don't-Tm sure l don't" re-
piled The child, and her delicate neck and
face became suffused with crimson.
80, my dear!" exclaimed Sally, ''ii
she'll speak the truth, know missis won
be so angry with her. ., she will speak
the truth, ! know"
81 did, | did," cried the child, with
an outbreak of passionate tears
Sally upon this searched the floor an'l
tables, and nothing could be clearer than
that the rai,ins were not there. Alas
they could not doubt that she had eaten
them, for she had been left alone in the
kitchen for few minutes, and Sally
r herself admitted that they could not have
5 gone without hands.
Snow, if you will speak the truth,
said the mistress, gravely, "anl confes:
!. that you took those raisins-"
a 81 didn't" repeated the child, now toe
: much in passion TO care what she said
. 81 don't want the nasty raisins, and
won't have them"
''Oh, this will never do" said the mis-
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