The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1867-01-18

lasi forever anu ever A>OW Wicll VIC VI"
or think anything unkind," said Rite, not
noticing Vans impatience, 1--WE spill some
of this oil, and that's what made me think
my lamp wonld be going ont, when you
said mean things ab"nt Aunt kri>Sy, for
I'm afraid l liked TO hear you"
"Good for Deacon Rite said Van.
catching her up and giving her twirl.
Il can listen to your sermons because
you're honest, and preach against your
self as well as me. I'll watch your lamp
IL little. and if it isn't Il humbug, and if il
keeps burning through all Aunt kris<v'>
breeze>, perhaps I'll invest in one myself,
some day."
Rites face was luminous "Well car
ry them together, Van she cried
"TLer,'s Gin, he e. want, the.e's row,
81 must 81 ne:
YoI il your small corner,
in mine"
"Thcre, that will DO" said Van. We've
wasted three-quariers OF an hour 10y The
clock already Lets have one good romp
before that ill-natured, fau,t-iinding old
hem
"Van,' cried Rite, you've broken your
word. :"
20. hareat you got 4 wicked heart.
Miss Rite, 10 think meant dear Aunt
Kri>>y! Didn't sav hen."
Rite colorel. and Van, wh,>e spirits
were fast rising tn I gale, pulled the eu~h-
ion from under Aunt Kri>>y's iavorite tor
toISc shell c;lt.
Pussy. old and pampcrcl. showed her
claws. ami bri>lled with amer.
is there any reason. nv dear Mrs.
Tab, why such an ill-tcmpcred fright :r>
YOU should lie on down. while your bet
tc-S sit Oh wooden chairs Try brick,
now. 10y WAY OF 4 cr;Imgc, But M. YOU
look dv>pcptie. y little exercise will du
YOU 4 world of good" and Van. DRAWING
Il >trin" from hi> pocket, fastened it Ia
her iorc-l,-. and DRAGGED her splitting and
>cr;ltchin. around the room.
At first Rite laughed: then - Van be
came more bni>tcrou>. she grcw alarmed.
"Iou'll Kill her she cried. >primgin@
10 ihc re-cn2-:rying 20 unite The string.
while furious T,hl,y'> claws made lone
lurrow> in the fair little lmd>
LIT lis alone" criel Van. o,crturnin.
Rite AMI the race rev willcr
Take care" erred Rite. in an arony.
Is he ncarc., Il SLIGHT >tanh. whercon >ioJl
Aunt kri-~y'> pet. number twu-m i'm
men>e. lll-inrmcd cactus. crowned. for The
lir>t time i'll years, with the prumi>. ui
one scarlet bud
But the caution came TO late One
terrible crash. and iir cactus kay Il rain
bu: O. far greier depth of misery. tn
heavy pot Of earth hal fallen upon poor
Tahhv, who lay limp AM grS?ing. while
Van looked on with Il calnrlc>> face.
Its 4 murder" SaiI Rite. soiemnlv,
and Van scarcely felt that the word was
too strong.
In 4 minute, however. he tricl +" raj
ly. Cats have nine lives, You know.
Rite. She won't mini this little acci-
dent when she's cot ci.!lt more 10 live.
shes very old, SAID Rite. dr>pondcnt-
ly. I'm afraid this Is her ninth"
If | only knew Mrs. Tabs family ply
>ician." said Van. with another faint al
tempt At Il joke.
Rite stool irrcSolutc Il moment. and
then. swift is flash. was out of The door.
with no thought oi bonnet or shawl. On
through ihe November night. Rite and
the dead leaves. with their little. shivcr-
in%, >tellthy feet, ran Il race 10 DR. Pill
mans.
y icw hurried words at The door. o:
which the doctor only canght-.'Fcll o;r
her back. Broken, we're afraid; shC
can't sir. o, do come quick -
And hurr. ing nn hi ovcrcoat and sew
en- league boots. The Kind phy~iciIn mad,
all the haste little Rite could desire.
DO yon think y"u e;,n cure her - >h,
panied, - they ncarc.l the house,
"We will do our best" said DR.. Pill
man. kindly. ''anl hope for the blessing
ofGod"
Rite burst into the Kitchen
Where Is she ! Where is Miss Kris
sy?' said the doctor. cla>ely followin.
and giving Il quick Glance around,
! M one wa> visible but Van. who WI:
vainly cnllea.oring TO recall Mrs. Tahh,
10 the pleasures of lie 10y Inserting hel
nose in Il saucer of cream.
''Bnt Mis-, KriS~y? ?' sail the doctor
again, 4 little impatienlly.
Vans face WAS very red
20, shes gune 10 Mrs. Lambs" sai,
innocent Rite. tenlerlv lifting the linn
bundle of fur. 20, Doctor. don't yol
think you can cure her before Aunt Kris
~ gels back
''And so this is the patient. is it p
said the doctor, coloring. '.Dnn't yo'
think, my dear child, that is rather ;
poor joke 10 play on an old man ~ an.
he buit"ned up hi~ cnat iii some heat.
80. Doctor" qnivered Rite, springin:
after bin. do save her, she's just lik,
folks. Aunt Kli,sv loves her better thai
she does Van or me- and she pre>Se,
something into his hand.
The doctor looked down TO find fiv,
cent bill, two bright little coppers and ;
small, worn thimble
1.-The little ones trouble is real" h
thought, and turning. with comica
smile and Il tear in his eye, be took poo
Tabbys stitfening paw.
Shes dead, my dear child. All ih,
doctors il the land couldn't make Hump
ty Dlmpty stand. Here, | don't charg
anything unless | cure" and laying hi