The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1877-08-30
Liz


cannon IN lronl oI lhem-
ratified Charlie, humping in time with
his fist on the table Now Cannon's
common noun; third person
"Oh, let me, | know cried liz,
running around from her side of the
table, dish-towel in hand" third person
singular number, neuter gender, nomn.
alive case, T. agree with"
AGO ahead !" jeered Charlie, "you
do know, with vengeance! Look here,
Anna, she wants to know what cannon
agrees with. Pom my work, if she isn't
the stupidest!"
Il wish you'd be quiet" said Anna
eve actually can't hear ourselves speak
for your noise"
MAYBE it agrees with girls, under.
stood" persisted Charlie; the kind
that won't go up stairs after dark,
Liz felt the scoiT, and her brown
cheeks flushed; but, not being very
ready with sharp answers, she merely
io0ked her anger and went back to her
dishes. She was wiping the tea-thinss
while Anna washed. Anna was their
cousin, though not much of favorite
with either Of them; for Charlie COM
planned that she wouldn't help him with
his lessons, while Liz envied her because
she was grown up and saw company. To
keep these elements in order was Aunt
Janet in her rocking. chair on the other
side Of the room.
Aunt Janet and Anna talked, and liz
~, ,lnnna I'll thnrn a
other outburst irem the young student.
Look at this. :" he cried, his eyes flash
ing lust see what she's done, will you,
with her smartness land he held up
his Latin exercise, and showed row OF
blisters where unhappy Liz had spat.
tered it with her dripping cups and
sauCers.
Take all your books on your own
side of the table" said Aunt Janet, qui-
etly. "You shouldn't leave them in the
way" Aunt Janet was chary of her
words, and had, besides, tone in giving
her orders which commanded attention.
so Charlie stopped his fault-fnding,
though he hustled his goods about in a
very sulky way.
Then came another interval of peace,
and conversation throve, and dHh-wash-
ing and wiping were nearly at an end,
when Charlie took his pen and began, in
a large, round hand, to make his Trans
position :" and then Liz, who by that
time had about forgotten the snubbing he
had given her as usual must interfere.
"1bat isn't the way i make an f." she
said; 81 don't curl it around like that.
Look here" and selling another pen, she
dipp it III the ink and was about to
show what she could do, when down
came great blot on the clean, white
paper. Charlie sprang from his chair in
rage.
~ wish you'd mind your own bust
ness" he cried. Just look at that
now! What do you suppose care how
YOU write? wish you'd mind your
dishes, and let me alone. You're the
most
Stop" said Aunt Janet. Get an.
other sheet of paper. \ blot isn't worth
half that noise. And do you, Elizabeth,
attend to your work"
Liz returned to her towel. che had
been wiping a glass saucer or preserve
dish, and, in her haste to display her &C
quirements, had left it wrapped in the
towel on the sideboard. She seized the
towel, but alas forgot the saucer. which
slipped from its hiding-place, fell with a
crash to the floor Liz shrieked, and
then stopped for the pieces.
Aunt Janet now approached the scene.
The shining bits were scattered over the
carpet. Don't take them in your
hands" she said; "you will be cut, and
the splinters might get into your fingers.
Get the dustpan and brush" Poor
aunty bore the loss of her saucer very
patiently; such things were TO ne eH-
pected whenever Liz undertook TO oe
useful.
The little girl, with many expressions
of sorrow, swept up the glass and threw
il in the FIRE. .o.,I
Nov" said Aunt Janet, give Anna