The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1868-06-30

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nov, who was the hrkt woman
Mira Adam. Says Totty after a niin
utes reflections bai mamma doaa no
seem satisfied with the new reading, an,
I9tty is set nghI upon ibe point Il
was tAis young lady who, after anothe
yssrs Instruction ia seripiurd knovl
edgo, was one day questioned coucorn
ing the history Of Joseph, and repliol
that il was the chief butler Of King
Pharsoh who was in prison with ia
cob's younger sou.
| Aud nov, said the qusrisi, who wa,
the other person in prison with JOSEPH
ADD the chef bullerY
IL was evident that Iotty did mol
know, for one shoulder forced itself oul
OF containing straps, and then the 9th.
er. Totty looked at the floor and cell
lag foT information, but found il not
and the question was repeated
Now, Iotty, / told you only justin
Who was IN the prison with JOSEF
and the chief butlerS
/ Totty did not know, but she could
invent she would not give up; and
her little free cleaned with triumph,
as directly after the question was pro.
propounded for the last time, Who was
in the prison with Joseph and the chef
butler she exclaimed
The chef footmanl
I'm sorry TO say that Bobby is not
honest He it was who helped himself
TO as many peapods as he could clutch
when passing the greengrooer's, and
was bearing them of, only Mary per-
ceiyed it in time, and insisted upon his
taking them back, when tho greengro-
Ger was foolish enough to laugh, aud
present the boy with an apple Of red
hue, which kept slipping out Of the fn-
gers not large enough to bold it. Bob
by It is who makes the baby cry by
taking away his cakes and biscuits, TO
deyour the wet, sucked, soppy morsels
himself | have my forebodings about
Bobby, and though it was, no doubt,
intensely funny to wet them, and stick
them on nose, chin, cheeks aud fore
head, yet those postage stamps all had
to be gummed again before | could use
them; and | felt morally certain that
Bob was the theft who stole the little
box full from my study table, although
he sturdily denied it, and vowed that
il was Totty, who wept and declared
her innocence. He was caught in the
act, Bobby was, when he had been up
on chair at the cupboard, wolfing the
moist sugar, and stood, confessed be-
fore his mother, with the brown crystals
embellishing his cheeks.
Ahl Bobby, Bobby, you bad boy, ex-
claimed mamma, what have you been
doing2
Nussin? quoth Bob sturdily.
You naughty--naughty boy, said ma
ma; why, what did you do with the SUI
gar basin 2
Took o poon out, said Bobby grufiy.
l know you did, sir, said mamma,
angrilyi but what else did you do, eh,
sir
There was pause Of a few moments,
aud then mamma repeated the ques-
tion-What else did you do with the
spoon, Bobby?
Put him back again, said Bobby.
l am sorry TO have to record that
Bobby was not punished for that sac
charine theft, for mamma turned away
aud laughed, while, when reprimanded
for her unmaternal behavior, and re-
minded of the boy in the horn-book, |
who afterwards bit off his mothers ear |
because she had not corrected him for !
theft she, that is to say, Bobby moth |
sr, not the theifs, declared that the
The story was "all stuff, and that the
boy Bobby--looked so sticky and com
cal she could not help it. That is how |
boys are spoiled; and the longer / live,
she more feel convinced that mothers
should never have hand in their edu-
,ation.
We have so many little fresh green
iueries--so much salad OF piquant
lavor--that one has thrust the other
rom memory. One mite wants TO know
Why it is that dolls hair never needs
'utttng; another stands like an astron-
'mer, with widely propped legs, gazing
Up into the blue vault Of Heaven, and /
when asked at what he is looking, says,
It's wonderful how God could get up
here. Again, another toddles into our
country, red-bricked kitchen, whose
ioor Is as great source of pleasure 10
'ur red faced kitchen girl as the bril-
family blacked stove over whose lus-
rous face so many pounds Of piumbago
re expended per annum, wnile the
floor is carefully washed be-
ore breakfast every morning, and swept
nd sprinkled every afternoon tod
lies one OF the small philosophers. TO
tare at the spotted floor for some time.
toops down and touch one Of the
'atches with finger, ere the moisture
vas absorbed by the soft brick, aud
hen the bystanders are informed With
u due solsmnity, that the little piece
4 Importance thinks that Sarah itch
n yains
One last little incident, piquant, but |
adi and this time, too, no shaft Of
line, but Of brother fletcher, whose
tile arrow here displayed the barb,
nd made the wound ia displaying {
omething OF the selfish element OF the !
uman heart. L
A little sister lay dying and after due
reparation, and being told wisely or .
one was about 10 be taken I
way, the little boy Was carried into /
le chamber TO say farewell to the fad /
ig blossom, and gaze upon her with i
arious eyeg Then be said loualy.