The Lincoln County herald., 1872-12-18
LITTLE FOLKS.
sSAs Lla,. Ch.p. are yss,sss "a. Heo-1r'
Old wovdeh.pper.
IOWA LETTER WENT TO PAPA


ia business.
The fat, dimpIe finger stole up, and
touched an unfinished pile.
"Oss, tvo, free. four, amen y counted
Tiny, who always cherished the belief
that amen" stood for full stop, and
made use Of it accordingly.
"Vst for you write letters, aun,ie T.
"Oh to send to our friends,' replied
suntis, bending over her work, and
speaking in a voice tha, seemed to issue
frsu her eyebrows.
Where is your iriend.?' persevered
the child.
"Everywbsre," said auu.ie, Who hsp
psnsd to Be writing that word a. that
moment.
"Doss letters 60 everywhere p
"Yn, responded auu,s, absen,ly.
Would letter 60 to papa?'
"Yss," said suotie, sgsip, who BY this
time Vas 10 the vs.y heart Of brilliant
description aud did no. hear.
How does this le,,er 20 ?" urged sbe
again, this time touching auntie's elbow
by way Of experiment. This expert
nsnt, 80 far As suntie vas concerned, re.
suited in . bold upward stroke, at an
acute angle With the las. hair line"
aud she looked up, really out Of patience
at last
80, Tiny" .aid she, what a little
mis-" but she stopped suddenly.
There was such look Of appeal in the
soft, blue eyes fixed anxiously upon her,
that che could not 6nd it 10 her heart to
visit an indignation On that small golden
head, SO che only kissed the rosy mouth,
and said, "Aun,ie is very busy now,
darling. and ysu mus. not disturb her.
Another day che will talk to you just as
much as ever you wish.-"Hers added
she, observing the look Of disappointment
that stole over the sunny face "ses | will
make letter Of you and send you 10
mamma"
80 she took postage stamp out Of the
little drawer, aud par,in. the Aossy curls,
pasted 1t right in the centre Of Tny's
smooth white forehead.
ii don't know how letters goes" said
the baby girl, chucking dslightedly.
"Docs they fy?'
Letters don't goes" said auntie,
hughingly; they go through the post
Office Now run along and put yourself
IN post Office somewhere, and mamma
will be sure to find you
"Oh yes! know, l saw'd 1.-THE
post Office, me and mamms,-one day.
It's down the corner and round the
ab'nus"
The clerk at the post Office heard .
piping voice, and, looking down, saw a
strange sight-a tiny creature, no more
than three years old, it seemed, with
jocky hat awry, its sweeping plume
tangled with golden curls, a postage
stamp shining conspisuously in the
center Of polished forehead, and wist.
full blue eyes turned up to him, glisren
ing with great hope.
81 want to SO to papa,' said the
voice.
Tho clerk smiled. Where is your
papa y asked he.
"Gonc to God, said Tiny, solemnly.
The Hmilo died out. They had sent
many odd parcels to strange directions
through that Office. but never one to that
address, thought ho.
~ nm letter, and I want to 20 to
papa" pleaded the child, her yearning
eyes still fastened on his face.
"What is your nsme!'' asked the
clerk.
But at that momsn, n blustering bust.
ness man, bound on the redress Of some
grievance, pressed and brushed her
aside she was drawn into tho current of
people passing in at one door and out at
another, and before she could say suothsr
word, found herself in the street again.
There she stood irrssolute. Her heart
ached with disappointment, the passsrsby
jostled and bewilder0d her she began
to be afraid and her eyes filed with
tears. Suddenly thore was a great out
cry. The frightened people fed into
docrways. A pair CT runaway horses
came dsshing down the street. The
people on the crossings rushed into tho
tho sidewalks. No one noticed an un-
protected little one standing there. with
blanchsd face and eyes filed with terror,
no one heard feeble wailiug cry. A
II. L.