Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1875-06-03
WE WANT EACH OTHER.

"We1l put it to vote," said mamma
This was done, but it followed that
each of the children had one vote They
had all voted for themselves.
"This will never do" said mamma.
eve must send the one who can best be
spared"
Il know who that is" cried Will
$50 do l." exclaimed Susie. cts
Net"
q never can study in peace when she's
round" said VIII with a scowl.
"And she aoiU not let my bureau drawer
alone" continued Susie
Nets black eyes danced. cam I 60
ing?" she inquired, too happy at the
thought to care for the disparaging re-
marks of her brother and sister
The mother hesitated. "Will it be
best to send such troublesome little
girl away from home?"
II know Pm troublesome Here," said
Nettie, earnestly. "There are so many
of us-but there [ shouldn't have any
one to trouble, SO [ couldn't help being
good. Don't you see?"
YOU'D better let her go, mother"
said VIII. "I wish we might all be there
to see."
q don't, " replied Net, tartly. "The
show would be over as soon as you
came"
"Let us see what Aunt Lizzie says
proposed mamma.
Aunt Lizzie said eyes" She said it
heartily, too, for Nettie was one of her
favorites. So in a week from that time
the delighted child found herself in the
"real country" where, as she wrote to
her brother, were " acres of the most
beautiful green grass you ever saw, and
a good many different grains growing,
besides tall pine trees, wild oats and
sweet peas"
Nettie was right when she said she
couldn't help being good" in the coun-
try. She had no time to be naughty,
there were so many things to do.
First, there were the cats. They must
have, at the early milking, their portion
of the sweet, new milk. then JEFF, the
old family horse, must be enticed to the
open kitchen window by tempting dis
play of potatoes, and, very likely, if he
became too importunate, it was necessa-
ry to entice him away again with the
same. Then the sheep, browsing just in
side the little gate; Nettie was sure they
were always watching and listening for
her-they came with such a rush when
she appeared among them with her pan
of salt.
And there was the daily walk with
Gen. Jackson, the dignifed Newfound-
land, among the pines;" taking the cool,
shady path through the woods, stopping
frequently to examine some new flower
or to gather bouquets of those she knew
so well. Bright little friends they seemed
to her, those flowers; and she had other
friends beside; up, up, up in the tops of
the tall trees; merry little friends who
sang so sWeetly that she was sure the
songs were meant for her, though she
could hardly see the singers
Yes, Nettie found it impossible to be
naughty. There really was no time.
And how was if at home? Susie put
her bureau drawer in perfect order upon
the very morning of Nets departure.
Now" thought she, ait will stay just
so. There'n be nobody to'pull my things
about"
But it didn't stay Just so. To her sur
prise, Saturday afternoon found it in
decidedly confused, "mixed-up" condi-
ton.
Have you been here, WHIP" she in
CURED severely of her brother.
"Of course not. What should I go
there for?'
Somebody's been here, anyway"
Didn't I hear little girl say she had
TO turn her things over and over to find
her blue necktie last night?" asked
mamma, quietly.
"But I never left it So" said Susie, in
credulously.
"I don't know who did, then" re-
torted Will. " Net isn't here"
Susie made no reply. She folded her
disordered garments and laid them care
fully back III their places.
Will went down stairs to study MS les
son. For the first few days he had done
this bravely. 1t was so pleasant to SIT
down to his book undisturbed by the
ceaseless chatter of an unrelenting little
tongue; to hear no jubilant cry Of Will!
do look, Willr' when the cat, which Net
was putting through a course of gym
nastics, jumped higher than usual; to
feel no small fingers in his hair, pulling
it "iust little;" no plump hand at his
ear, boxing it just Titles" and, final
", no soft arm about his neck, hug
ging him Just little" while a merry
voice cried exultingly: You can't read
il non, Will. You can't see"
Yes, it was undoubtedly very pleasant
to be quiet. SO pleasant that VIII could