Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1873-03-20

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could she see such dreadful proof of
mischief without suspecting "those
children p Yes, there were the ham
mer and the screw-driver ON the floor,
and there was the poor table, and oh !
worse and worse, eff they hadn't gone
and put screws into the very well p
1t was too much
Children ! children !" she screamed
-" Come here right away !"
And we did come quick, for we were
hidden behind the window-curtain, and
had only to thrust our laughing, fright
ened faces into view. One face (mine)
had little shame in it, I knew; for I
was the eldest-a great big boy, who
ought to know better than to take
part in such tricks on dear good grand
mother.
Who never did any harm,
No, she didn't "kill the mice in
fathers barn., but she really looked for
an instant as if she could xiii us on the
spot
Only for an instant, though The
next, she said, sorrowfully, I" o chill
dren ! how could you how could you
spoil the -" and then, seeing some
how that it was a joke, she added, half
laughing, half-scolding, "What does it
all mean, you little witches ?''
:" Oh it's only fun, grandma they're
nothing but imitation, we all cried in
breath. "See you can blow them off
| the table"
eyes," added Charley, "and they're
only just little stuck on the wall with
water. They won't leave any mark on
the paint at all; we knoaU they won t.
''Sakes made out of tin foil, are
theyr' exclaimed grandma, as she picked
up one of the screw-heads off the floor
1t was fiat and as thin as paper.
eyes, 'um," put in Charley; we got
the foil off of the chocolate Uncle Will
brought last night, and we mixed little
strips of paper and pasted 'em to make
Jim Scott gave US pattern to make 'em
by. Ho but it's jolly though p
Yes, and [ was the one that thought
of putting the tools on the floor"
shouted little Dick. 81 wanted it to
and --"
But grandma didn't wait to hear any
more; she was already at the door, call
ing mother to come and see what had
happened to the table !
&C Run quick, children" she added
hurrledly, get behind the curtain
again -
And-do you believe grandma actu-
ally "caught" mother just as she had
| been caught herself
Dear me Mr.. Editor, you never saw
anything like it, and you ought to have
: heard us all shout when mother in turn
went to the door and called in an alarm
ing tone
"Childrenl children l''
| Robbie's Adves.s.ire With Old Frisky.
When the sheep were put in the yard
at night, it was Robbies delight to be
among them, petting and feeding them
bringing an ear of corn, an armful OF
clover or a handful of oats But Old
Frisky, the "horned patriarch" was
; never a favorite of Robbie's, and was
always denied share in the dainties,
though he asked for them as plainly as
a sheep could. I think old Frisky has g
disposition like an Indian. For he
treasured up all of Robbie's
i'll doings and patiently waited
to be revenged. And thus it came
: about
I Robbie has lost none of his interest il
hens nests, notwithstanding his expert
+ ence with old Speck. He could find but
one hole through which a hen coulG
pass, and that was too small for boy
E So one night, having determined to ge
l !, at the nest in some way, he succeeded
u in charging the opening sufficient, h
thought, to crawl through. He mad
e the attempt, and crawled part of the wa.
g through but alas there he was, ant
!; with all his efforts could get neither for
/ ward nor backward. He kicked an,
). squirmed; he sent forth yells that woul,
u have distinguished Camanche, but al
: in vain.
l. Old Frisky had been quietly watchin
,. the fence corner, where he was qnietl
chewing his cud. Perhaps he mistoo
s Robbie's frantic efforts to get free for
l. challenge to fight. Possibly he delibel
y ately determined to take a mean advar
d tage of an unfortunate enemy. i. Icanno
y tell you what were his thoughts. ] ca
n only chronicle the result of his medits
tions. With shake of his broad head
<, and prolonged "Baa-a," he charge
7e the enemy in the. rear. The sudde
Id shock almost pushed Robbie through
Or and elected yell that can be compare
IN to nothing less than score of wild cal
rs in full voice. Again the old patriarch
1e made ready, and with the remembrance
OF of wrongs to be avenged, once MOI
IN came upon the helpless foe. Anothe
ne terrific yell came from beneath til
he granary, and the whole force of 6el
and house-Uncle Jake, Johnni
OF mother, aunt and children-came upc
tn the scene and rushed to the rescu
Ell With considerable difficulty, Robbie WI
OF released from his perilous petition, al
n = duly petted and soothed. But it was
tie good many days before he cared abo7
as sitting down. AUNT PHEBE.
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