The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-07-15
Little Sister Robinson.

Her real name is Ethel Robinson. 1t
is written in big letters with blue ink in
the family Bible, and every Sunday af-
ternoon papa shows her upon the oppo-
site pag the beautiful picture of Christ
blessing little children, until, as she now
believes, the tender eyes of the Savior
are always looking at her name, "Ethel
Robinson, April Is, 1862" This makes
her afraid to say or do anything naughty
lest he should look grieyed, as mamma
did once when her little daughter refused
to obey her.
I must tell You how Ethel happened
to be called "sister instead of her own
pretty name. Before she was born there
were no girls in the family, and the four
noisy, merry, but loving little boys
wanted sister so much that they went
up to their mother one day, stood all in
row, made each an elegant bow, and
then Arthur, the youngest, who had
been chosen for spokesman, lisped out,
sob mamma, please. dear mamma, we
want little sister! If you viii only
div us little sister in the 'pring, we will
| be sdttit5ed." la
| That loving entreaty went like prayer
| to Heaven, and was answered, for in the
spring little Ethel came, and lay nest
ling ike q tiny bird in her mothers
arms. And the happy, wondering boys
stood on tiptoe at her bedside looking at
the wee thing with longing, loving
chances, almost afraid that she might fly
back to heaven if they made the slight
est noise. IS 4a US
They were permitted to press one kiss
| each on the rose-leaf cheek, and then
stole softly away to talk it over. 'slly
sister" What two beautiful words!
Funny little Arthur kept repeating,
ssHe's a sister. Oh, how love him r
And the other boys, who went to school,.
spoke of ssmy sister" as if she were o
young lady, although Charley did ex-
plain--s"s She's so very little there's not
enough of her to give name to.
She was lovely baby, with such sweet
coaxing ways that all sorts Of pet names
seemed to suit her exactly; yet, as the
days went by, and she grew to be five
years old, which is this very time at
which I am writing, the dainty little
lady, with her golden hair and sweet blue
eyes, was just !" sister, to every one who
knew her.. aa 1855 4 ,a8ef !.
IT was SO funny to hear her little play
mates inquire for Sister Robinson" ex-
actly as the old ladies in the village In
ol1ired for Sister Sniffen-a cross old
! lady. wholiye next door, and who could
/ not bear the sight of children. / really
think she would have had fit if dear
little boy had offered to make horse OF
one of her chairs. She got up with the
first peep of daylight, and scrubbed her
house from top to bottom. When that
was done, she killed all the poor flies on
the walls, and then sat down to her knit
ting, with Jenina Ann, her cat (who
scratched like tiger, winking and wash
ing her face by her side. 2aa st2
But precious little Sister Robinson
kept her name, though Sister Sniffen al
WAYS gave an extra sniff when she
heard it. $500
Every one in the village knew her, fol-
there never was such7a child to get &C.
quainted with people. And dogsl
really think they adored her, such
wagging of tails took place the momeni
she appeared. 80.
Mr.. Lukins, the blacksmith, with 8
& hoarse. grllf voice, as if his hot fire hao
baked it hard and crusty, loved to have
little Sister Robinson put her COLDER
head In his window and say, in her swee
little voice:
ssAny lame horseys IN dere, Missel
! Lukin2"
II "She just puts me in mind Of pict
; ure mother has a-hangin' up IN he
} sroom,' be would say" q little whitt
angel with 8 glory round its head AM
| he would nod with smile at the it'll
bright face in the dark frame of the win
{ dow.
Mr.. Robinson had forbidden his boy
: to bring home any stray dogs, as the.
already had two pets, which were genel