Daily press and Dakotaian. [volume] (Yankton, Dakota Territory [S.D.]) 1875-1880, 1877-06-28

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IS what I'll do. don't 'xpect / ought
to, but then I will anyway. And now I
have two secrets; bit Matilda lane nose
off, and broke Ernest's picture
The doll and picture arc safely hidden
away at last. Then Hope thinks she
would like some breakfast. Just as she
reaches the kitchen door she hears Grace
tell The cook that she has put a cake in
the oven and does not wish the door
opened.
While Hope Is eating her breakfast
Bridget goes into the garden to get some
peas for dinner. Hope wonders what
kind of cake ii is, ana thinks Grace must
have forgotten to look at it she is almost
sure if will burn. So finally she con
cludes she ought to look at it, and
opens the door just a wee crack.
Tie cake is all right, and she goes
back to her breakfast. In about
ten minutes in comes Grace and looks
at the cake, when "Ol it has fai-
len" and as Bridget comes in she asks
her if she went 10 the oven. Hope be-
gins to think of what she has done, and
says TO herself:
eff l tell Grace she won't like it; she'll
sag I've been a naughty girl. Whatll
I do2 Just guess I'll have TO have anoth-
er secret. Bit dolls nose off, broke pic
ture, looked in oven"
At last everything was prepared for
the arrival of the guest. Mrs. Stilwell
had dressed Hope IN a pretty white dress
and apron, and combed her hair nicely
and sent her to the nursery, telling her
not to 60 out IN the yard to play. as she
would get her dress dirty, and then left
her, while she and Grace went to make
their toilets.
Hope remained quiet, looking at a new
book, for a short time, and then she
thought:
"There, they did not frizz my hair at
all, and | know Ernest won't like me, for
Grace always has hers frizzed. I won
der if can't frizz mine, for they're busy
and won't d. it if l ask them. Oh here
5 is my nice long slate-pencil. I'm going
to take this down stairs, aud heat it an6
frizz my own hair"
so off she goes, but misfortune over
takes her, for as she is trying to fix
place for her pencil, a coal tails out OF
t her apron and burns her apron. But sh,
pins it over and concludes to have anoth
er secret; "Bit dolls nose off, broke pic
ture, burnt my apron
i Then she takes her slale-pencil up Will
e her handkerchief and winds a long loci
of hair on it. But she has been fussins
: so long with her apron that the pencil i
too hot, AMI, to her dismay, the hal
1 comes off on the pencil. But she trie
+ again and again, each time burning i
S more and more. Then she don't know
/ what to do.
S II know if mamma sees me she won
4 let me see Ernest, for | look so bad. An,
I'm afraid he won't like me, for l don
r believe with my hair burnt SO | look a
well as | did before. Oh, I'll Just go an,
meet him first, and then they won't tel
4 him how naughty I've been. And The
I'll have two more secrets: Bit doll
c nose off, broke picture, looked in oven
4 burnt apron, burnt hair, ran away
She puts on her old sunbonnet an
n draws it over her face so no one can sc
her hair, and starts for the depot. Blu
she gets lost, and, after wandering abou
a while, she begins to cry, for she want
to go home. In her excitement her Dor
+, net is pushed back, her apron comes ur
pinned, showing how she has burnt ii
she has fallen down and gotten her dres
soiied, and altogher is quite a forlorn oil
ject.
: Suddenly She hears a pleasant voic
say, whats the matter, little one; wht
are you crying about2"
Q She looks up and replies that she stal
ted to meet Ernest, and that she is los
swell, my name is Ernest, SO | CUES
| can take you home, if you will tell IN
what kind of a house you live in.'
, When he said his name was Ernest, sh
stopped crying, and looking at him, sale
8 "You do look like that picture. Al
j, you Ernest that'o coming to see my si
ter Grace?'
AT this Mr.. Norton was 9 little su
prised. Then he thought "this must /
. little Hope Stilwell, but how did 81
1 come here2'
- But he said to her, That is my nam
- and are you Hope, and did your MANN
know yea were coming to meet me?'
AT this, ali Hopes troubles came bac
"a to her mind, and the tears came again
~ she replied, 80! no, I've been such
naughty girl, and | wont have any mo