The Toledo chronicle. [volume] (Toledo, Tama County, Iowa) 1873-1924, 1876-10-12
HULDAH TUTTLE.


The tones were full of real grief,
but if you could have stopped the
pretty little girl who was running
homeward in such 4 heart-brokcn way
and could have drawn from her the
cause of her lamentation, YOU might
have smiled.
She was crying because her name
was Hudlah Tuttle.
a number of people turned to look
at her with compass tomato glances, but
her sorrow was too deep, and too eager
for home sympathy, to heed them.
"What is it. little daughterY' cX-
claimed her father meeting her in the
yard and taking her kindly by the
hand,
80, papa, my name is IIuIdah Tut
tie"
"What does she say, Edward :"
called her mother, anNiouSly, from the
chamber window.
Mr.. Tuttlc lifted IIuldah in his arms
and walked toward the door, smiling
up at his wife with an amused express
sion that SET her heart ot rest concern-
ing any calamity she might have i'm
agined.
"Well," he said, slowly, as HUI
dah's sObs began to die away ON his
neck, Il suppose | am responsible for
vo,,r pono Sinoo 7 ooro II +, ,ou Inf
what can he dome ohout.it now y,
"O mana don't know. Inf it's
such an oraa pomor,
"No. NOT awful in auv sense IIuI-
dab >, ha s,id sittinr dawn, with bnr
in his lam in tho u1,lor yboro tbn,.
were ioined bv her mother
"Nv child is if th,t ,rain - said
her mothar "Nvbv if w,s vnur
orandmotbcr's ramc vour fathor's
avn deor notbar,s n,n,n ;,
"Rut her name wasn't o7,ruuy IIuI-
dab Tuttlp mamma. # was IIuIdah
Miller once. and that wasn't ONLY half
as bad"
"sYours NAV not ALWAYS be ITuldah
Tuttle, daughter" intcrposcd her fa-
ther, dryly. at may be IIuldah
Smith, yet, who knows? or TOmp-
kins." The little girl smiled at this,
which was what her father had been
waiting for.
"Now, Chick" he said. seriously,
"what brought the old trouble VI
anew"
"Oh. | can't tell. The girls at
school all have such pretty Names
Susie Palmer, and Madge Elliott, and
Nettie Danforth, and GuSSie Everett
and II happened to spill whole
pail of water on the floor at recess, anC
after school was called to order. the
teacher asked who did 1t, and they al
said 'HUld0h T,ttie" o, ever 50 loud
and it did sound so,' and her sobs
broke out again.
Poor little Huldah," said hel
mother, - wish the name could SOunC
as good to you as it does to me"
"Our daughter must not mind these
little things" said her father. "It
Huldah Tuttle is good little girl
Huldah futile will sound like gOoc
name to all who know her." and Sc
with few more comforting words
| the subject dropped and IIuldah, by
bedtime, was as happy as if her name
had been Margaret.
Not long after this was the exhibi
| tiOn at the close of the term, and no
only little Huldah'S fatherand mother
but the fathers and mothers of all tn
other children. together with the com
mittee and the teachers friends wer
there and the school-room wa
crowded.
It was beautifully decorated, too
and everybody present noticed in on
of the windows hanging pot of gold
en- blossoms which filled the room will
faint delicate perfume.
At the close of the entertainment th
teacher stepped forward and looking
up at the lovely plant in t..a window
said that he had short story to tell
and asked the attention of the audienc
for a few moments more.
Nothing which had preceded thi
caused such a flutter of expectation
The children all leaned forward eager
lv to catch every word, and the ol le
people settled themselves with a leo
of satisfaction to hear what was |
come.
"Earlv one morning. said tn
teacher, ga kind lady carried to eel
tain school-room a pot of earth cor
tanning some tiny shoots of green an
hung it in certain window, tellln
the scholars and the teacher that afte
time, with care and attention, flo"
ers would blossom there.