The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1872-12-27

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house sometime and makes little white
piles on the floor. We play it's frosted
cake"
"Who play it?" Nan asked.
"Oh! Johnnie and Bobby and me.
Johuuie's the baby aud Bobby's my
eat"
"What else do you do. Jennie 7"
Nan asked. Tell US some more "
"Wcll, when it is awful cold johnnie
and get into bed and Bobby gets in
to keep our feet warm. Then We liz
and watch the stars, and l tell Jonnis
there's lots of nice little fires to keep
the angels warm, l guess, and we wish
we had u. fire to burn as long as they
do"
"Don't you have any fire at all ?"
"Yes," said Jennie, but when the
wind blows hard through the cracks it
puts it all out"
"Why don't your father get you a
furnace?" Henry asked.
amt got any father" was the sad
reply. "But l must 60 now, l guess,
cause mother'n wonder.'
"Don't you co." Nan Put in. Il
don't want you to-"
"No, wait just little longer till my
father comes and he'll 60 home with
you," Hen added.
So Jennie said she wsuld wait lit
tie while longer, and then, looking at
the gentlemen seated at the table, she
said
"Don't they eat lots? Do you have
all those kind Of things every day :"
"No," replied Henry, "but to-
morrow George and I will have q good
deal that's left. You see that angel on
top Of that pile Of little cakes, don't
you. He's got one foot on ball and
the other one held up just as if be were
going to play hop-scotch. That's
mine"
my !" Jennie exclaimed, "your
own to keep?"
"Of course. It's only sugar."
"ls that all?" Jennie said. "Wheu
l go to church they sing about the
angels, but not sugar ones"
"Do you sit next an old fellow in
church, who sneczes all the time %
"No," answered Jennie. "Do
you ?"
Eyes. and I'm goirg to take an
umbrella to church next Sunday and
hold it over me all the time, SOS he
can't sneeze On me any more p
81 mo-aa, - replied his young admir-
Il like to bea. 'e,n sing" he went
on. "Wish the'd play 'Tassels on the
Boots once, on that organ. 1t would
sound fine, l tell you. Do you know
it -
Jeunie didn't, but she knew ..Home-
ward Bound,' which Henry said he
had heard played on the organ, and
thought it very nice too.
Why cousin Harry made up good
song one day." Henry said, after they
all hummed over "Shoo Fly" It was
about the tax On tea. "You don't
know about it, 80 III tell you. Lots
Of years ago, somebody, King George,
| guess it was, said we Americans must
pay tax on tea and we said we
wouldn't or something, and we pitched
the tea over into the sea. And my
cousin, he made up song on it. He
is only nine years old. This is it,
'1n1773
The Boston men threw over their tea,
And it sailed way down in the .very ocean sea-
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longer than the rest, which makes it all
the better.'
"It's very nice," said Jennie, "say
it over again.
So Henry went over it again and
then Nan tried it, but she insisted that
the
''Boston men threw over the tea,
And it sailed way down in the svery teapot
Henry and Jennie laughed very
much at this, and Nan laughed too.
Imight 60 on and tell you much
more that the children said and did
that happy day, but you are getting .
little tired and SO ! will hurry on.
When Mr.. 0. came, Jennie was taken
home, but not with empty hands She
had on a warm shawl, and presents for
herself, the baby aud even Bobby, for
whom Nan found blue ribbon. The
mother, too, was remembered, and .
large basket Of clothes and another of
good things to eat, were carried to
her. But the present which most de-
lighted Jennie was the sugar angel,
which Henry's mother said he might
give her. She fell asleep that night,
with Johnnie and the cat, and dreamed
she was sugar angel on pyramid.
singing, through putty blower, "Hap-
by New Year"
And Nan carried off at last. with