Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1875-05-29

"Always that baby" she said to her
self. Anybody would think he was
mine and not mothers by the way 1
have to give up everything on his ac-
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When she entered the door with her
not particularly cheerful face, Sammy
saw her. He was laboriously working
himself across the room, after a fashion
of his own, which was not creeping, but
a sort of propelling himself across the
floor in a funny way, at which Jenny
often laughed, but at which she was in
no humor to laugh now.
Sammy was as forward about talking
as he was backward about other things,
and he called out gayly: .....
Look, Jenny see I CO." .E.e
Jenny took no notice. She hung up
her hat, and sat down listlessly by the
window. Her mother was dishing up
the Saturdays baked beans, and was too
busy to notice her. But Sammy, sensi-
tive to atmospheres even then, as the
sensitive plant which shrinks away from
your kindest touch, felt that something
was wrong with Jenny. At once he
turned and began to propel himself in
her direction, and presently pulled him
self up at her knee. #
"Sammy love Co.," he said, earnestly,
as if in that fact were consolation for all
the ills of life. "Sammy 'tay with
'oo."
There was a momentary impulse in
Jenny's perverse heart to say:
eyes, know you will, and that's the
worst of it."
But how could she with that little,
earnest, fower-ike face uplifted to hers
Instead, she stopped down and drew him
up into her arms. r.. 30 '-+---A'~
"You're violet yourself" she cried,
in q swift little passion of love and re-
morse. "I guess wouldn't give you for
whole bowlfuls Of them"
But by the time Susy Pine came in
the afternoon she had grown little bit
discontented again. There was some
thing not quite pleasant in the tone of
her voice as she said:
81 s'pose can't go with Susy after
violets, can II"
Mrs. Osgood was very sensitive to the
moods of her household. It was from
her that Sammy had taken his highly
wrought nervous organization. She felt,
now, all that Jenny's tone implied. She
was very tired with her days baking, and
her head ached terribly. A few hours
of rest would. be SO good, but she was
not strong minded and hard-natured
enough to face Jenny's ill-humor for the
sake of it. So she said, in weary
tone:
eyes, you may go" and then an after
thought came. Couldn't Jenny get her
pleasure out of the afternoon and she
herself get her rest? If only the girls
would take Sammy She asked, with a
little hesitation 81 s'pose you wouldn't
want to put Sammy in his little wagon
and draw him along, too? The air would
be good for him, and
She stopped there, but Jenny knew
well enough that if her mother had
finished the sentence it would have been:
"I am so tired"
To do the girl justice she tried to
speak cheerfully and not show her re-
luctance at the proposed arrangement.
ooh, yes," she said "we'll take
Sammy he can Gomez" and she hur-
riedly put on the little cloak and hat, and
lifted the baby into his little wagon. He
was glad enough. He clapped his
morsels of hands together, and shouted
if you could call such q weak, little
voice shout /: .....
"Sammy come, too Sammy will 'tay
with Jenny"
"Of course he will, " said susy Pine,
making q mischievous little mouth, and
Jenny half smiled, half pouted, and NUT
tered in low voice, which only Susy
could hear:
"Always that baby" ,.-
For q time all went well. 1t was easy
enough to draw the little wagon in the
nice path along the edge of the wood.
There were plenty of violets, and the
girls filled Sammy's lap with them. He
seemed to love them in curious way
for such baby. He would gather them
up and kiss them, and lay them against
his little heart, till the girls, Watching
him, cried out to each other
"Was there ever such lovely baby
in this world2" -.el.-f M
But presently it became very incon-
venient to attend to him. They had
gathered all the violets along the path,
and they saw such beautiful, great
clumps of them a little way within the
wood. If they only could leave Sammy
for five minutes The thought was in
both their minds, but ii was Jenny who
spoke first. ,.,-
r "He's got all these violets to play
with. I don't believe he, would cry.
Why should her" Then she turned to
Sammy. "Will Sammy be good boy,
and stay with these violets, while sister
goes into the wood to get him some
more 2" t.
The little fellow gathered up the vio-
lets again, and kissed them.
Sammy 'tay with these violets Yes,
Sammy 'tay with the violets."
/ Never stopping to think how improb-
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