The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1877-12-22

ing down on cool evening in mid May
that Daisy took her walk.
Its awful down here" she thought,
as she left the village street, and her
feet began to sink in the sands leading
down to the shore. "Such misera-
BILE place to live in! New York is so
much nicer. 1 wish my father wasn't
just nothing but fisherman. Folks
don't think much of fisherman in
New York"
Daisy came to n low, wide cedar tree
that somehow had dared to grow in the
sand almost in the teeth of the waves.
She thought she would put her bag
down, it was so heavy. She put it
down and herself after it on the clean
sand. Just then, lonely robin flew
across a stretch of sky, and lit upon a
branch overhead and began to pour
forth its oft-repeated "Come, come,
Gomez
Il just wish somebody would come
for me-" thought Daisy. ''It is real
mean to treat me so-make me take this
long walk home all alone, tired and
hungry"
AT that very instant calico sunbon-
net was showing itself, rising apparent
ly out from the ocean, but in reality
toiling up great sand ridge that lay
between. The sunbonnet was a token
of Daisy's mother on the watch for her
little daughter.
Daisy saw the signal and jumped up.
Daisy's mother, surprised to see her
alone, hurried forward to greet the
child.
Mother" cried Daisy, "where is
everybody?'
"Where is Capt. Joe and your trunk?'
returned Mrs. Downs; and then, before
Daisy had time to say one word, her
loving mothers arms had taken her in
to her keepingwith kiss and a hug, or
4 hug and a kiss, or both together-it
didn't matter much which order they
fell inland then Mrs. Downs said:
"Daisyw
"What is it, mother?" returned
Daisy, smiling in spite of herself, for
she knew perfectly well.
Mrs. Downs stood there under the old
cedar, the robin yet uttering his lonely
Come, Gomez in the boughs over
head, and looking at her little daughter
said:
SIS this the Daisy Downs that went
to New York only few days ago-this
little girl who has come back in such
fine clothes to her plain little home?'
"Why not, mother? Mrs. Van Loon
| and Etfie and Helen gave them to me-"
Very nice clothing for the Van
Looms in New York, but not for Daisy
Downs in her home by the ocean. Come,
child" and Mrs. Downs picked up the
bag.
Daisy said: 81 thought you, mother,
would like my new hat and parasol and
pretty dress"
"And so should if you lived in the
city and your own father could buy
them for you; but, Daisy, l am too
proud to like them given to you.''
It's too bad" said Daisy.
Never mind, child, now. / have
your supper all ready at home. Why
did not Capt. Joe come down with you?''
Il didn't know he was sent said
Daisey. .....
Didn't he tell you sop
mo, said Daisy; and then, feeling
ashamed of herself, she said: " Mother,
| did know that Capt. Joe stood on
the platform, and IheaTd him say Daisy
Downs; but, mother, right there in the
car We're some rich folks who had been
talking to me, and | didn't want them
to see me speaking to Capt. Joe, for
fear they'd think it was my own IA
Their"
80 Daisy, ashamed of your father!
| wish | had never let you go to New
York"
"Where is father?" questioned Daisy.
not knowing what else to ask at the mo-
ment.
This is the first day they have taken
the net out He went early this morn
ing, and took Sam and Dave with him,
but last night he remembered your
trunk and went all the way to Capt.
Joe to ask him to be there to meet you
and to fetch it home, so that YOU need
not come down alone; but | got anxious
and had to come to the ridge and look
out for you my own SELF
Just then they came to the great
billow of sand that had been heaped up
years and years before by the winds
and the waves. Climbing over it they
saw IllC oCcdH IOlllll0 ouU dS lar as Ine
eye could reach. The cool, southwest
wind was coming in and the breakers
were surging up the sands.
Between the ridge and the sea could
be seen four small, brown houses.
These houses were the homes of men
used to endure the excitement and dam
gers of bony-fshing.
"How small our house looks, mother
was all Daisy said.
sit is just as large as it was when
you went away, child"
81 don't want to live here any longer.
1t isn't half as nice as it used to be-
cried Daisy, going in at the open door
way of one of the four brown houses
and throwing herself into her mothers
rocking-chair. ''Just see how little
and mean and miserable everything
looks here; walls that amt high enough
to stand up in, little mites Of windows
without curtains, and rag carpet
81 worked hard, Daisy, to get the
new carpet done before you got home,
and I've been putting it down to-day on
purpose to please you when you came
home. Take off your things and have
your supper, for l want to go out and
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