Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1873-04-02

.! never heard of such thing in my
lie" Just then somebody raped at
the front door, and Mrs. West laying
aside her work and bidding Mamie sit
down, went to answer the summons.
LIZ was one of Mr.. Mason's clerks, who
held short conference with Mrs.
West.
She presently came back to the
kitchen smiling. $50 you have come
to live with me, Mamie" she said. IT
am very glad, [ am sure It Will seem
nice to have little gi1I about the
house. Take off your hat, dear, and
let me wash your face, for it has got
very dusty with your walk, and if any
body should come in, I should not
want them to think nay little girl had
dirty face, you know"
Mamie did not like her face washed
at any time. Sometimes, I am sorry to.
say, she would cry when her mother
washed her. She found Mrs Vests
scrubbing and wiping with a rough
crash towel very different from her
mothers gentle touch. But Mamie did
not say anything.
After Mamie had rested while, she
ran out to see the chickens. But to
her great disappointment she found
that the cunning little puff-balls, that
flew over the grass so comically when
she saw them last, were now half-grown,
scraggy, long-legged hens, that were
not in the least pretty. She did not
like them any more. Then she went
through gate to pick some blackber-
ries growing by the wall, but she got a
berrystain on her dress, and long
scratch along one of her boots. Be
sides, there was no fun in picking ber-
ries when she could not give any to
Willie. And Mamie could not help
thinking of Willie, and wishing she had
kissed her mamma. Then she wonder
ed where she should sleep, and ran in
the house to ask Mrs. West.
Mrs. West went up stairs with her,
and showed her little chamber. Tt
was room with sloping ceiling and
without paper on the walls, and it
seemed very strange to Mamie. She
did not like the queer, cross-legged lit
tie bedstead with the patchwork quilt.
She thought it was not half so nice as
| the white draped bed Mamie had slept
IN the night before; and she felt afraid
the sloping wall would fall down on
her while she slept She looked very
sober as she followed Mrs West down
stairs.
| Dear me it was such long after
noon; and Mamie could not help
| thinking Of her mamma, and how she
! had said she did not love her one bit,
and had run away without kissing her;
and the tears would keep coming in
her eyes. And when it grew dusk and
supper was ready, Mamie could not
eat anything. She could not even
drink the cup of nice milk Mrs. West
gave her.
90 DEAR" she sobbed, leaning her
head on the table, 'I don't want to be
your little girl and live here! [ want
to be my mammals little girl, and sleep
in my own bed"
BLESS her heart She should not
stay if she did not want to" said Mrs.
| West, lifting her into her lap and cud-
ding her in her arms. "Don't cry any
more, dear; you shall go home and
see your mother this very night"
But Mamie only cried and sobbed
the harder. cts dark and I'm ARA
aid to go. A big black do-og barked
at me when [ ca-ame out here. F."
'"There, there, dear, don't cry, and
Joshua shall tackle up and carry you
home in the wagon after supper. And
just think what nice ride you shall
have. So cheer up and eat some sup
per-"
But Mamie could not eat any sup
per; and though she was glad to get
home, she did not enjoy the ride very
much, for she felt very miserable. and
homesick. When she reached home.
she forgot to thank Mr.. West for her
ride, so eager was she to run in the
house and find her mother.
90 mammal" she said, with the
tears running down her cheeks, 'Fwill
you let me come back to 1--we and be
your little girl? I'll be your good lit
tie girl forever nor ever" And when
she was safely sheltered in her mammals
arms, and confessing all her grief and
remorse, she began to feel little bet
ter.
Pretty soon Nannie's father came
home. 'EBless my soul!" said he, els
Mr.. Vests little girl, over here to-
night 2"
Mamie lifted her curly head from
her mothers breast, ard laughed
through her tears. ''I'm not Mr.
Vests little girl" she said, II am
my own precious mammals and yours.
and [ am going to live here and play
with my darling Willie.
90, [ thought you were tired of
Willie !"
Mamie in answer slipped down from
her mammals lap and Rugged and kiss
ed Willie till he pushed her away
Willie was only two years old, and al
though he loved Mamie dearly he did
not like to be kissed and Rugged very
long at a time.
[ wish 1 could say that ever after that
Mamie Mason was such a good little
girl that she did without complaint
what her mother thought best.
It must be confessed that sometimes
her own way did seem to her great
deal nicer than her mothers. But one
thing you may be sure, she never again
told her mother that she would go
away and leave her. She had learned
that her mother could do better with
out her than she could do without
her mother.