Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1873-03-27


:. When will the snow and tho crystal rmc
VANISH. and leave the brown earth bare?'
PATIENCE, dear child in the Lords own time
The spring blossoms oycrywherol
Fanntc's Experience.
BY SARAH q. DULEY.
g Think" said little Mamie Mason,
lyon are such n cross mamma, that ]
shall go away some day and leave You,
and never come back any more. and
then you won't have any little GIRL"
This was Nannie's favorite threat
when anything went contrary to her
wishes.
why. Mamie, what's the matter
nows" asked her father, lowering his
newspaper, and looking over it at the
forlorn little figure seated on the has.
sock.
"Mary Carr asked ME to come over
and spend the afternoon with her.
and mamma won't let mo co." said
Mamie, mournfully. mamma wants
me to play out in the yard with Willie
l am so tired Of Willie! have to
play with him every Wednesday after
noon. And I don't love mamma one
Bit And Mamie shook her head with
great decision.
"Dear me, Mamie! Don't love
mamma one bit7 How dreadful!'
said her father. "Some little girls
don't have any mammas to love. What
do you think you could do, il you did
not nave any mammal"
Nannie's face frightened. "O.'
said she, promptly, II could put on
my best dress and my bronze boots
every afternoon"
Mr.. Mason raised the paper to conceal
the smile he could not quite repress.
Presently he lowered the paper and
went on: "You said just now, Nam
ME, that sometime you would 60 away
and never come back again. Where
arc you going z"
Mamie sat IN thoughtful silence for
minute. II should go to Mr.. Vests
farm, I guess said she. "Whcn we
We're ont there, they asked me to stay
and be their little girl; and, Mr.. West
said I might have the cunDing little
chickens Ill for my own"
so yes, I Ind forgotten all about
that, said her father. "Wen, Mamie,
this is q very nice afternoon. If YOU
are going at all, why don't you go to-
day1"
"O,may I ;" said Mamie eagerly.
elf you had rather go out there to
live and be their little girl, than to live
here and be our little girl, YOU NAV
co." said her father.
- MI NAV r xvoo~ =
bronze boot3" said Mamie jumping up
quickly.
May she, mammal Z" said Mr..
Mason.
81 shall not interfere with any o1
your arrangements, said Mrs. Mason,
who sat sewing by the window.
SO Mamie presently arrayed herself
III Ler new dress and boots, and he,
father, though somewhat unused to the
work, managed to fasten the dress and
button the high boots.
II shall want my old dress and
ankle-ties to put on in the morning, .
she said thoughtfully, as she put on he,
hat.
:'Very we'll, you can take them in
your satchel," said her father. "Bu,
think we shall have to ask mamma to
fold the dress,' he said, after various
attempts to reduce it to the size of the
satchel.
Mrs. Mason laid aside her sewing
and folded the dress. II suppose" she
said, IF you are Mrs. Vests little girl
she will make your clothes now. But
she can send in by Mr.. West for some
OF your old clothes, if you need them
before she has time to make ,ou nev
ones.'
s.Thank you. Yes'm," said Mamie,
with severe pohteness. She was still
cherishing the anger against her moth.
or.
She put the satchel on her arm. She
was ready to start out, but she fingered
beside her father. II wish You were
gong too, papa !" she said.
"Why should go2 love mamma
dearly, and do not want to leave her
and J. am not tired of Willie,'' said Mr..
Mason.
Mamie hesitated a minute. Then
suddenly she said, "Good-bye. papa. >
putting up her face to be kissed.
Mr.. Mason kissed her. Then Mamie
ran past her mother without a word,
out Of the room and out of the house.
down the steps and down the street.
She knew the way very we'll to Mr..
Vests farm. She had been by it often,
and once she had been there to her tea
With her father and mother and Willie.
Mamie and Willie had very nice time
playing with the little chickens and
making nests in the fresh, sweet hay.
But now, as Mamie went along, she
did not feel very happy. She had not
said goodbye to her mother, nor kissed
her; and she could not help thinking
how disappointed Willie would be
when he awoke from his after-tirner
nap and found her gone. Then The
DUST would get on her pretty bronze
boots. though she stopped and wiped
them again and again, until her hand.
kerchlef got quite soiled. And the BAG
on her arm grew heavy, and there was
NOBODY to carry it for her. Mamie
had never taken such a long walk alone
before. And the sun was SO warm that
Nannle's face grew quite damp with
perspiration, and shef wiped It Off
quite unaware of the streaks the soiled
handkerchief left. So a good many
things troubled Mamie; and worst 81
al, when she almost reached Mr.
Vests, big black dog ran BARKING
out of a yard at her, and Mamie was
dreadtully frightened, but she could
not run behind her mother for shelter
nor cling to her fathers hand. Sh,
screamed, but there was nobody t.
hear her, and in her terror she ran or
rs fast as possible. AS soon as sht
dared she looked back and saw the doe
standing in the middle of the road
looking after her. And at that she ran
faster than ever. ''''
When she reached the house. she
ran round the yard and into the doc,
quite out of breath. Mrs. West wos
sitting in the kitchen braiding mat.
III You please, I have come-to be
yonr-.little girl" said Mamie, as soon
as her painting breath would admit Of
her speaking.
"Well, 1 never!" exclaimed Mrs
West, looking over her glasses in great
aston1ishment, pausing in her work and
steadfastly regarding the grimy little
vlsage under the broad brimmed hat.
IF that don't beat all! WHAT'S YOU,
name little girl e.
Somehow, this was not Just the sort
OF welcome that Mamie had expected.
She said with quivering lips, "I'm
Mamie Mason. You asked me to be
your little girl?"
Mamie Mason! I declare, 1 did