The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1876-05-12
Two little Girls and What they Did
A True Story.


Two little Girls and what they Did
A True story.
Their names were Hattie and Jessie.
They were nearly the same age, about
ten. Jessie was dark haired, lively
little body, spending her time entirely
out of doors, rambling through the fields
and woods with her brothers. Hattie's
sisters were young ladies many years
older than herself They were very kind
to her, but had their own pursuits, and
save an occasional story were not much
company for their little sister; so she
was thrown upon her own resources.
Seldom having playmate of her own
age, she had learned quiet plays, and her
garden, doll house, or the swing on the
old apple tree, took up a good share of
her attention. But what pleased her
most was to sit in her little chair in some
quiet corner, with her story book. There
was only one thing that would cause her
to leave it. That was Jacks merry whis-
tie. Then the book was thrown aside,
and she was ready to enter into any
amusement he wished. But Jack was
growing big boy, and in the long sum-
mer days was busily at work on the farm
and Hattie had few play times with him.
Half way between the home of Jessie and
Hattie was long green lane, shaded by
naples, and at one end clump of ever
greens, and this came to be the girls
meeting place. Hour after hour they
passed here, screened from the traveller
along the way by the thick foliage Of the
trees.
"Where's Hattie 2" asked her father,
as the family were sitting down to din
ner one day.
"She's out in the kitchen, replied
Jack.
"She says she doesn't want any din
ner," said Nell, on her return from seek
ing her. "She's crying because father
told her she could not go to the lane this
afternoon"
"Yes, forbade her." replied her ia.
ther; Il don't think there is any use OF
her running up there so often"
eff you knew what she went for /
think you would let her CO." said Jack.
"What are they doinga" inquired his
father.
"Sewing," replied Jack, with mys-
FERROUS air.
"SewingH exclaimed the girls in con
cert, and Alice laughingly continued,
"that's something new. never saw q
child who disliked to sew as much as
Hattie. My patience is often severely
tried, 1 can tell you, trying to teacl
her."
"What's she sewing onl" queriet
Nell.
It's a secret, replied Jack, leaving
the table. Hattie always made a conf
dant of Jack. Presently he returned
"Hattie says / can tell. You know Jes
sic went few weeks ago to see Mrs
Lees twin babies"
eyes, / remember" remarked Alice
"and I've been wondering how the poo
woman was going to get clothing suffi
cient to keep her family comfortable
during the winter"
"That question has been troublin,
ONE other heads Also" continued Jack
"Jessie found they had not even quill
for the cradle; piece Of an old shaw
was the substitute. This woeful fac
was told to our youngest, and the
straightway considered the possibility O
their making one."
"Splendid |" cried Nell, while Alic
exclaimed: Hattie asked me last wee
for all the pieces of calico 1 could spare
wondered what she was going to d
with them. You won't have any objec
ton to her going now, father z"
Certainly not - as often as sh
pleases." Jack speedily communicate
the news to Hattie, her tears were 500
dried, and the afternoon found her
the lane.
As Alice was passing the place fe
days later she heard some one runnin
after her, and there was Jessie, the qui
all finished in her hand. She held
up, and Alice Admired it to her satisfa
ton. "Ill quilt it for you and bin
it," she said, as she turned to 60. Jess