The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1873-01-16
THE CH1LDREN's CORNER.
UNDER A BUSHEL.



his hammer, leaving the nail half driven.
He turned the toy-wagon he had been work
ing upon over and over, with wistfu look
which told pitiiul heartaehe. 1t was q
pretty wagon In his eyes, and he made every
bit OF it himself and if he could only drive
ak more nails it would he finished. But
there must be no racket, so he laid it care-
fully away, and gong to one corner Of the
yard stretched himself under u tree, and
kicking he turf with his heels, pondered
over his many troubles. His mother had said
that there was no peace for anybody if he
was in hearing; but certainly there was mol
peace tor him anywhere about home.
He diSteppeG into the plrlOr after dinner
and was having a good chat with Miss
Somers, and she was telling him about three
wonderful black and white spottedwpuppies
OF tier house, when sister Jennie came in
aud asked him what he was imposing on
Mrs Snmers for. He wasn't imposing, Miss
Somers SAID so. Guess he could talk as well
IS Jennie, II she was eighteen two months
ago. hut Jennie made him leave the room
without learning how the littlest and pretti-
eat spotted puppy got out of 'he ciStern
when he fell in. Maybe he didn' tsget OUT.
Bob kicked herder and wished Re knew
After his election from the parior, Bob
started to the garnet 10 console himself by
rocking in the old fashioned red cradle
grandmother Noyes rocked papa and uncle
John IN. bat Neil and the bows would not
let him in; they were getting up surprise
tableaUx aud didn't want any little pitch
ers round" He next sought his fathers
study to look at au ilIusf rated edition OF
natural history. But papa objected ; che
couldn't have Bob in there making dis
turbancu." Almost heart-broken he turned
to his mothers room 80 GO right away, Bob.
you'll wake the baby" met him at the
threshold He looked into the kitchen and
begged to help make pies, bu Bridget told
him TO 'clar out." He cleared out" TO the
woodhOuse aud sought to assuage hi, sorrow
by working on his wagon, and now he was
forbidden hat.
He could not understand why lie was
driven from everythug-he had not been a
bad boy and lost his temp,r. 1t was beyond
his six. ye@r-old philosophy. His poor little
brain puzzled over what older children call
''certain lnaIienable rights without finding
a solution OF his troubles, or coming 0
conclusion. Had he been stroug-mInded,
he might have called a convention and de-
Clared that in the present order of things
little boys have no rights big folks are bound
to respect, AMI drafted petitions for &
cha nge /; but he WAS sensitive and submits
sIve and 1T people sBub him and trample
en- his toes without remonstsance.
The tea bell reused him from his cud of
bitter, puzzled thoughts
bob come 10 supper
He wouldn't have 10 wait, that was some
consOlatop.
at the table Mrs. Noyes was telling Miss
somers arout q troupe OF performing mon
keys One smart monkey with a striped
tail. played on a violin, aud-"
Mamma, it was rlng-tslled." in corrupted
Bob eager to have the account exact.
Bot, how many times have 1 told you
not 10 interrupt
Bn" suH~lded. but he knew it was ring
tailed for he counted the rings and watched
ii Tor halt nm hour. while mamma gossipet
with Mrs. Ltyton.
All he monkeys turn ed somrrsAults
WHEN heir keeper played Captain Jmks,'"
continued Mrs. N"yeS.
Mamma, 1T wasn't Ca plain Jnks,' it was
'Oh, ware is my little tog.'"
. Bob, if you talk any more at the table
III Send you TO bed"
Bob was cOrreci, and he knew II; he could
whistle like Il mccking bird, while Mrs.
EOyes did not know one tune from another.
The two rrprooi- in the presence Of Miss
Soners were too much for his sensitive.
ba>i III f. Impairment. and NORTH d him be-
you'd stIi control. Hi- Irtle fiugers trtm
bed and dropped glass Of water, spiIling
it's contents npon the cloth.
"Bnb, where's your manrers? Leave the
table ins aniiy,' commanded his fatht
The children laughed, and Jenuif called
mor'Id 'i.tte boy crept sadly into bed and
sohh'd nntil asleep.
Thar dny = experience was a fair sample of
Bob's wuole no, mood Nowhere about home
e"uld his light shine tree " the whole
house, old tftd 10 hruSt IL uuder e busheI
Hc mus moi sing. whistle. shout, Ia k ask
cues ions, or p0und, yet he must keep him
&C.. hSnGy Ia run erran6s and pick Hp chips |
IL must nO' taik To c mpahy, tor little
Boys nre % be seen, NOT beard : he must not
hSv" ANY e"GG pany Of lis own, because OF he
consequent noiar; aud he couldn't go visit.
In, htcsuSe he didn't know how to behave
properly. The idea that Bob had any feel. !
Engs and rights, was not tolerated The