Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-03-22

| thyme two CLINE back too the rode,
butt then the reign was dun. and the
stars shown fourth. l gnu the weigh,
and soon reached home. My ant was
at the gait, weighing, and she hide too
meat me. She led me inn, took OFF my
wet raps, gave me hot tease, and eh
supper of fried souls. with knew wry
bred, so suite that it kneaded no preys.
I soon retired to my palate. glad two
I've down in piece and wrest.-Sf Mich
oias.
Toni want to tell you about cat
weighed thirteen pounds. His name
was Tom; though Aunt Julia, VINO
was very precise, always called him
Thomas. suppose, it she had written
him a letter. she would have directed
it to "Thomas Cat, Esq"
Tom was kind enough to each one of
the family. but he did not like stran-
gers. When they came to the house,
he would get on the best chair in the
room and lie there, growing and sulk-
ing till they went away. So he did
not make many new friends.
He was a great mouser. II he caught
rat in the barn, he would bring it 10
the house TO show il and, wheu we
praised him, he seemed much pleased.
He did not eat the rats, but caught
them for fun. | suppose, or perhaps
from q sense of duty.
Sometimes, on cold days, when no
one let him in at the door, he would
get on the sill outside the sitting-rOOm
window, and want to come in that way;
but flower-stand was in front of that
window, and it was too much trouble
to move it even to please Tom.
One day he jumped on the sill with a
large rat in his mouth and, to reward
him, we opened the window, and let
him come in and lie by the fire. The
next day, he jumped on the sill again
but he had no rat in his mouth, and We
took no notice of him.
He waited a while, and then went to
the woOd-shed, got an old. dried
mouse skin, that had been there for
weeks, and, with that in his mouth,
took his seat again on the sill, as much
as TO say Here is my ticket: now let
me in"
But Tom came to grief at last. He
was very fond of young turkeys. He
did not care to have them stuffed with
oysters, or dished with cranberry
sauce, but ate them just as they were.
He was caught in the act of eating
one by woman, who had meant to
have that very turkey for her Thanks
giving dinner and his life paid the
forfeit.
Charities GOdts.-Charlie is a little
boy who lives in Lexington, Mass He
cannot read and write yet; but his
mother reads for him and, ever since
he heard about the boy who asked
Santa Claus to- bring him a pair of
goats, he has talked a great deal about
having pair himself.
So his father. who is very kind to
his only boy, bought him a pair of
black goats, with wagon. whip, bar
ness, and every thing complete, The
goats are named Nanny and Lucy.
They are jet black. They belonged to
a boy who trained them well so that
they trot along side by side just like
two ponies.
Now, when Charlie got them, he
thought 1t would be a very easy matter
gOn, and started down the driveway.
They went very well until they came
to little hill, which they did not like
to go down, when they made a very
short turn and over went wagon, boy,
and all.
Before Charlie could get up, they
trO.ted back towards home as fast as
they could trot. Charlie is a plucky
little fellow, and did not like to be beat
in that way for there were many
other little boys looking on. Charlie
soon caught mp with the goats, got hold
of the reins, turned them around, and
took his seat in the wagon again.
This time he did better; for, when
the goats tried to serve him the same
turn again, he gave them sharp cut
with the whip, and they soon knew
that they had found their master. At
that, they were as steady and quiet as
could be wished.
The Dedcon's Idrice.-The lce-pond
by the School-hOuse Is in splendid
skating order, and it's all a-bloOm with
boys and girls. Such fun as they have
Such shouting, laughing and darting
this way aud that, like birds or tulips.
OF what you will, blown about by the
breeze. This Is all very we'll. The
deacon say it makes him young again
to see il. For that matter, he Is often
In among them, skates and all-the
swlftest Among the swift.
Its glorious sport" says the deacon
sometimes when he's on the way home
with the youngsters, skates In nand,-
GLORIOUS sporti But there's one thing
never do, and advise you against 1t
uOo-lhat Is, To kneei upon the ice, liz
seems a natural InIng To do, just for a
minute, when you Wish 10 tIg nJen your
STRAPS but don't you try 1t. It's dan
gerUus. Ii may lame you for life, and
IL Is pretty sure tO give you cold Or III
jurc you IN one way OF another"
He says more, but they walk by so
fast that Jack cannot catch the rest.
Eddie's first Walk Wih an Umbrella.
-Ihe lIIle boy under his umbrella,
the bright flowers stuck in Ills hat,
amused the people in the street. A
l..dy smiled. Que man stopped, anu
spoke to hln. Two ElIls turned around,
anu laughed. Look at his hat, too"
said one to the other.
Lille Hastings came along. "HallOO,
Eddie" said she. "What are you doing
with such big umbrellaf
Keeping OF the ,cdiR !"
1he rain stopped, and Eddie's papa
shut his umbrella; but Eddie still
trudged along under his. ''Open yonr
umbrella, papa. Mine Is Open," said
tL,- little boy.
How do you suppose it all endedf
Papa. you carry me- said a tired
vo.ce under the hat bright with flowers
All, that is the way all through life.
When the storms come, We think We
eau 10 alone. But out in the weary
WAY. God hears a tired voice saying,
"F ather, carry me r-Eddie's Papa.