The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-06-29
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near, drumming on the table with both
hands as if it were piano, throwing
back her head, and screaming as loud
as she could scream.
''There, that will do" said mamma;
&c I am tired of the noise"
Flake stopped singing; but her little
feelings were hurt, and she said in a
grieved tone: Where's my papa?-
he loves me, but you don't.
With that she stuck both thumbs into
a piece of dough.
. See, mamma, you cut a cross eyed
doughnut !"
She called it "cross-eyed," because
the hole was not quite in the middle.
Mrs. Allen smiled at the funny idea.
so Flake" said she, "must I tie
those wee, wee hands?"
1t was very hard doing the Saturdays
baking with this little chatter-box at her
elbow; but Dora, the kitchen maid, had
gone to see her sick mother. At II,
she was coming back; and, at 3, Mrs.
Allen and her husband and Jane Abbott
were going to ride. Aunt Jane came at
2, with dear little Nellie. "Dodo,"
said Mrs. Allen to Dora, E.you must
Flake is uncommOnly full Of mischief,
to-day"
''Yes'm," said Dodo; and she took
the children into the nursery, resolved
to do her best. In few minutes Flake
rushed into the parlOr where her mother
and auntie were seated, and shut the
door hard But both ladies heard
wailing in the nursery. "What's that
noise in there?" asked mamma.
''Nellie's a-ky-in'."
''What for %
ST striked her !"
'Why, Flake, what made you?"
ooh, [ had to, cause she wouldn't
give NE the book"
When Flake did wrong, she usually
said, 81 had to.
WASN'T Flake naughty, naughty
girl?"
''Yes'm, " replied the child, dropping
her pretty little tow head but she
wasn't sorry bit you would know
that by the funny quirk around her
mouth. Mamma saw she would have to
be punished. For the first time she
shipped the little pink-and-white hands.
It was great surprise to Miss Flake
trizzle, and almost broke her heart.
''Oh, I feel orfy," Dora heard her
say. And, by and by, she erept under
the kitchen table to the big dog Fowler
and said she: ''Doggie, kiss baby: baby
feel very bad -
Fowler licked her face, and look of
tender pity came into his brown eyes.
1t comforted Flake. He loved baby,
and baby loved him, oh, so much better
n
Gray had pins in her feet. !" sob, feel
orfy,' she moaned again, and stole out
at the side door while Dodo was singing
to Nellie. She thought she would go
into the stable and tell the moolly COW
how her heart ached. But she forgot it
when she saw her papa's horse standing
at the front gate, harnessed to the car
riage. He was called Whiz, because he
travelled so fast. [ don't believe there
was horse in town that could toss his
head and fly over the road at such a rate
as Whiz; and nobody dare drive him but
Mr.. Allen.
sob, no." thought Flake; "guess
I'll tell hossy what my mamma did to
me.
And she danced up to the carriage,
and set her little foot on the low step.
''Who-up, hossyl Lee me get in My
mamma shipped my hannies; make baby
feel orhy .
Hossy turned around, looking very
"pyeasant" After that it didn't take
two seconds for Flake to climb in and
catch up the reins, calling OUT
Dap Dap!
Now if Whiz had only been hitched ! |
DIT I, hot 10 IL
go? AS Flake would say, che had to
60" Rattlety-bang over the streets
pell-nen into the midst of wagon
wheels whiz around the corners! Just
think Of it, and nobody to guide him
but that baby! Was she afraid? Oh,
no She kept jerking the reins, and
calling, ''Dap Dap !" She was having
her own way. and liked it; and Whiz,
who didn't mind her half as much as if
she had been a fly, was having his own
way, and liked it, too.
Mamma was the first to discover what
had happened. She and papa and Aunt
Jane were in the front entry talking
about the new wallpaper. "Why,
where's the horse 2" cried Mrs. Allen,
opening the door. ''Where's the baby?"
cried Dora at the same moment. She
had searched the barn, and backyard,
and front-yard, and could not find her.
Then you may know there was slime"
Dora wrung her hands and screamed |
'"The horse has run off with that baby !
Oh, catch that precious, precious baby p
But mamma, who loved Flake far bet
ter than Dora could, did not shed one
tear. She only said calmly to her hus-
band
''Tell me, Charles, what shall we do?"
And he answered, looking very pale,
''If I only knew which way to got"
sect another horse and go some
where, said Aunt Jane.