The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1876-09-09
Frances B. Galloway In the Christian Union
Tommy Green.


Who're trouble cometh nevermore.
Frances B. Galloway In the Christian Union.l
Tommy Green.
Tommy Green was sick of life Not
that Tommy was bad boy. Tommy was
not boy al all, but only an innocent dah-
Tia bulb, whose brown jacket was swelled
almost to bursting with long-cndured
wrongs Mabel and Queenie had little
garden, pretty heart-shaped bed, where
Mabel expressed her refined and delicate
nature in sea-pinks, mignonette and VIC
let's and Queenie her passionate love for
color, in Chira-asters ragged sailors and
peoples. Mabel gently objected TO ragged
sailors and peoples, but Queene could not
resist the meeting hues Of brilliant Scar
let" "orapge satin,' every tender rose,"
the price-list.
",Just think of planting all these lovely
colors, Mabel she said. at will be like
having a rainbow on EARTH"
Mabel saw these sturdy ragamufllns
crowding her tender little plants to death,
with anything but patience, and when
Queenie brought Tommy Green home
aud buried him in the centre of the heart,
just beride her lady heliotropc, that was
too much. 1t WAS no use to argue with
Queenis. Willful Queenie would have her
own way. But, that night, the stars wink
ed very hard at little girl who, mystic
riously enough, opened Tommys grave
and planted him OH the other side of the
walk. 81 guess | will have my way this
time" said the naughty girl, smoothing the
bed over, and setting up the head board
again, which ,ad:-
TOMMY GREEN-VELvETY CARMINR.
Queenie wondered and wondered why
| Tommy did not come up. One day che
| thought she would tickle him gently with
her trowe, just to hurry him up little,
when she found to her horror that he was
not there. Not even shred of his brown
waistcoat could che find. 1t was funny !!
Had he walked off She was still more sur
| priced to ind Tommy himself peeplng up
on the other side Of the walk. eyes, |
did," said Mabel, on being asked if che had
done it. 81 won't have Tommy Green in
the bed. My lady heiotrope could not
grow up at all for him."
After this, life became lively for Tom
my He wandered to and fro like an Arab,
never knowing in the morning where he
| might pitch his tent at night, until, as we
have said before, he grew sick of living.
| "Tommy shall stay here" said Queenie,
| putting down her foot.
Tommy shall not stay here" said Ma
bel, decidedly.
"You are the provokingest GIRL cried
Queenie, passionately. my Tommy has
| just as good right here as your lady he'll
! iotropc"
"But, Queenie, you know my lady he'll
| iotrope was here first"
swell, | think it's a pity I'VE couldn't
have bad heart apiece, fori you always
want to have your own way"
so Qucenie :" said Mabel reproachfully,
"you know you must always have your
own way. But don't like Tommy Green. -
| There was silence for while. Then,
suddenly, a bright thought occurred to Ma
bel "Let US ask Jack.
II won't SAID Queenie, working away
spilefully at the weeds. "Hc called me
| Peggy, this morning. If was a boy I'd
thrash him. But paid him back. j found
his jacket hanging on our fence, and l
stuffed the sleeves just full of burs !"
"Queenie!" cried Mabel, dropping her
hoe, while they both laughed till the tears
ran down their cheeks. Suddenly their
merrment was echoed by peal of laugh
ter in the pear-tree above them, and to
their amazement, Jacks round, roguish
face looked down from the clustering
boughs.
you're Tartar bueen," said he shak-
ing his head at Queenie. ~ was going to
say, Tommy Green is the right man in the
right place, but you won't catch me saying
il now. know boy that's got HATEFUL
of thimble- berries, too. Hold your apron,
Nab. I'm afraid to come down. Peggy
| Queen Margaret, | mean-might thrash
me-"
Come down, you ridiculous boy, or I'll
shake you down." cried Queenie; and she
| tried to shake the tree with her small arms,
and Jack pretended to be very glad to drop
speedily down. Mabel, thoughtful little
gardener, had brought some seed-cakes in
her pocket, in case they should be hungry,
| go now they had rare feast under the pear
tree, eff Tommy Green must CO." said
Queenie. 81 would rather move HIM my
self" She lifted his dropping head tender.
ly, as she added, softly, 81 think he will
die this time"
"Well," said Nab, with cheerful resigna-
ton, 1--WE will have some peace then.
Looking up, she saw Queenies lips culver
ing. "Never mind dearie;" pang OF re-
morse touched MAIDS heart. "Let Tommy
stay" and clasping hands the two girls
went out of the garden.
Tommy took courage after this; lifted
up his head; put forth new roots, and flour.
ished bravely. But the girls did not visit
their garden again for many days. The
winds whispered that Mabel was sick, and
one dreary evening, when the wind was
wailing mournfully through the trees and
the little birds went to sleep in their nests
without candles, because the black clouds
had put out the stars, when the wet leaves
hung heavily in the lonesome garden,
and all the tlower-cups were full OF tears
Queenie came, alone. The saucy, rosy
little girl looked pale and sorrowtul now
and when she came TO the heart-bed sh'
was sobbing bitterly. 1t was too true wha
the winds had whispered. Mabel was very
very low, and that day, her parents haC
carried her away to the sea-shore.
"If she ever - comes back" sobbet
Queenie, 81 won't never-care-to my
own way-any--more."
"Dont cry, grille I'm 80 sorry, really
truly 1t Yves Jack, patting her head ten
derby.
so jack" that was all Queenie coult
say but it was such comfort to know
that he did not remember about the burs
and that he was Greatly, truly" sorry.
After weary waiting, the autumn cam
at last. One radiant October evening, whe
the flowers and fruit aud leaves of the gar
den were burning like gems in the rich sun
set light when the fountain cup SCENE
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