Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1874-02-05

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"Bloss bis little art" cried nurse
"ain't he playful, sira He do take
after you, do Master Rnlf."
" I don't see it all, says tho wife;
81 don't see the least resemblance.
"But look at his eyes, ma'anl, aud
then his little ways; Oh, he do take ut.
ter master, surely. Then he is so fond
of books"
"Fond OF books, is he" said l, with
a dawning interest in the little chap.
"He is fond of books" continued
tho nurse, with pride. "He's tored all
tie leaves out of NINE"
His father siluddered, and thought
he had better be taken away.
But about the keys, sir, as was
telling you the way I knows 'em. This
here cue with the 'ole in it is the key of
my chest of drawers. And these two
just alike-ah, you sees them two to-
gether, sir Z"
"Yes, I see them"
swell, one of them was poor Nay
cocks key-the key of his box, where
he KEEP all his treasures; and, sir, he
just were careful Of this here key; and
this one," went on nurse with q twinkle
IN her eye, ~ had made o purpose
exactly like the other, 30 that could
get at Maycock's box whenever I
pleased."
Mrs. Mavcock laughed jolly laugh,
IN which I joined. Perhaps il I had
owned a bunch of keys of my own I
should not have laughed so freely.
The wife looked doubtfully at the
eldest daughter. Was there any fear
of such loose principles being infec-
tious2
''Maycook was very strict. you see,
MAN," went on nurse, "and very
stiugy about his money. So much a
week doled out regular every Satur-
day, and no more if you dies for it, and
often enough it wouldn't run to it,
Every week a pound, aud whether
was brought to bed or whatever hap
pened, there was 10 more. So I con
trived this here key as would open his
box, and when l really couldn't man.
age any other way I'd us: to unlock
Maycock's box and take out suvrln; !;
never no more than that, l assure you,
nam. And I don't think he missed it
everl He took out his money every
now and then, when it crowd to be q
g" ii lump, and divested itsome where,
aud then he'd frown and shake his
head over his box sometimes, as if he
couldn't make it come right: but he
never said any thing to me, no more did
l to him; no, and never breathed q
syllable to any living soul how I man.
aged it."
Here Mrs. Maycock took breath, and
then went on:
g But one day I wanted something
very bad for my second little girl-a
cloak, or hood, or something F.; I went
to his box and took 1t suvrin. His
store was got very low then, for there
was only three pounds, and when !
took mine there was only two, don't
you see, SIRE Well, after I'd done it
grew frightened. for; thinks I, perhaps
he'll go to his box, and he's sure to
recollect as he'd left three there before,
and then there'd be a desperate talk
So what does I do but gets hold of a
new farden, and slips 1t into the box
along with the two suvrins and glad
l was I done it, for presently in comes
Maycock, looking as black as you
please.
Masters off to Biuchester,' says
he. and LETT word as I'm to follow
him but he amt left me the money
for expenses. Perhaps it'll be a fort.
nights job, says he.
"What will you do, Maycock e.
says I. Says he: II must borrow
some Of my own money" ''Oh," says I,
feeling quite faint; but then again,
thinks /, he'll never notice 1t.
Well, his train didn't goaforea quar-.
ter-past seven but you never did see
how he fidgeted. It wasn't five o'clock
then, but every minute he calls out,
"Jane, must have a shirt and pail
of stockings; p'raps I shan't get home
you look after thata" "All right, y
says I. Well, in another quarter Of an
hour he'd say again, "Jane," says he,
chow about that shirt and pair o1
stookings2" "Bless your art, says l,
don't 6dget like that" and then he
shuts up for ten minutes and begins
again. "Jane." says he, "ain't il
time to be getting ready9' And SO he
kept all on, that I was thankful wher
the time came for him to start.
swell, good.by, old woman, h<
says, and gives me kiss, and thrust!
something into my hand, and away h,
goes; and what do you think he'd lef
me, ma'am2 Why, the very identica
new farden as I'd put into the box Z"
Trivial as this story of Mrs. May
cocks may appear, it bears such a,
excellent moral that I make no apollo
ey for thus giving it to the world.-
BeI0ravia.