The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1877-04-07

morning those boys Invaded my bed to
"fwolic y and "wide horSie backen,' and
| sadly learned how it was that my brother
in-law had grown so flat chested. In the
afternoon we tried the stories again, and
Toddie told, with the most spirited gest
ures, how.
Dave let re sling go bank bequeen
Bliafs eyes, and knocked him down dead,
an, Dave took Bliaff's sworcd an sworied
Bin head off, an made it all buggy, an
Big ruined away
Then Toddie " ruined away" and got
himself stung by a hornet, and rushed in
sobbing:
"Want to be wocked. Want shing
'Todde, boy, one day"
And had to rock him and sing line by
line. after Bulge, some absured little dog
gerel about a basket beginning:
''Where is my little bastk gone:'
Said Toddie, boy, one day"
When he was soothed, these children be-
guled me out to a treacherouS, muddy
brookside. in search of Jacks in the pulpit.
Toddie tumbled in. and so did Bulge. and
in pulling them out | was most horribly
spattered. Iurrying home carriage
overlook us with ladies in it. Could it be?
OF course it was Miss Miyton herself.
"You seem to have been having a real
riage went by. "Remember you are all
going to call on me tomorrow afternoon
And SO we did, Todde bearing an ex
piatory bouquet. The children raced off
to watch a grass cutter, and sat down to
a delightful chat with Miss Mayton. Men
We're scarce among the Summer boarders
at Hillcrest and somehow the piazza grad
ually filled with the ladies of the house.
Suddenly shrek was heard from the lawn;
Toddie had pinched his fingers in the little
wheels of the "cuttergrass y and rushed
up to me sobhing:
Sing Toddie. boy, one day."
My blood seemed to freeze. but when
Bulge explained that she always wants
that song when he is hurt" all the ladies
urged me, and wrathfully picked Toddle
up and hummed the detested air. But the
little tyrant was not satisfied and success
fully required me to sit in woCkIn
chair" to sing the words, and to sing
louder. till at last, before that audience and
her, ! was obliged to sing that dreadful
doggerei, line for line, as Bulge repeated
it. My teeth were set, my brow grew
cammy. At last heard some one whis-
per:
"See how he loves him. Poor man. He's
in perfect agony over the little fellow
But the agony was prelude to most I'M
tAptCIth IIpNulc All tA-
pected invitation to dinner, when Toddie
tilted his soup over Miss Mayton's dress,
led to q twilight tete- tete, which Bulge
interrupted by informing the lady:
Uncle Harry 'spects you, Miss Mayton.'
The little rascal had that very morng,
demanded to know whether didn't - love-
Miss Mayton, aud accepted with suspicion
my assurance that respected her very
highly. Now, before | could stop him, he
continued:
Only what he calls 'spect, calls love-"
There was an awkward pause-something
must be done.
Miss Mayton,'' said l, Bulge is 4
myrplot, but a truthful interpreter. /"
when | loves anybody" observed
Bulge. Il kisses them
Miss Mayton gave start. She did not
speak; she was not angry. Could it be?
| acted on Budge's suggestion, once,
twice. She raised her head and saw that
Alice Mayton had surrendered at discretion.
Then Bulge and Toddie in for share of
the kisses: two or three ladies appeared,
and | calmly said:
"Come, boys. Then I'll call with the
carriage at three tomorrow, Miss Mayton.
Good night"
Il shall not tell you what | thought or
did during that interval, except | boaght
my angelic nephcws everything they wan
ted, beginning with candy and ending with
goat and goat carriage. Nor shall | say
word about my ride with Miss Mayton,
except that it was suddenly interrupted by
a runaway goat and two boo hoolng boys:
and that night Bulge prayed:
Good Lord, bless just lots that lovely,
lovely lady that comtorted me after the
goat was bad TO me-
The next day was wet, and those chill
dren led me a terrible life. Their only
real comfort was Jonah or rather the
"whay-al, picture of which Toddie
tenderly carressed, saying:
dee old whay- loves you. | tinks
twas veal mean in Djonah to get froed up
when you hadn't notfin else to eat, poor
old whay-a
And Toddie amused himself for some
time with a big box for whale and a
dead mouse for a Jonah, till mishap oc-
cured which he mournfuly announced by
saying:
"Dionah pwoke he tayal"'
The next morning | got letter from
Helen, enclosing one to her from Alice
Mayton, from with learned that | might
attribute the sudden success of my suit to
Miss Mayton's "seeing that man who
could be so lovabe with unreasonable and
thoughtless children, must be perfectly
adorable to the woman he loved.'
| have not time to tell you how Bulge
revealed to stately Mrs. Mayton the rela-
tions SubsiSting between her little girl y
and his - Uucle Harry" or how that awful
Joddie disclosed our secret to the ladies of
Miss Mayton's acquaintance by solemnly
declaiming some :" Lines to Alice - he had
heard me rehearsng in the garden: or how
the same Toddie swallowed whole bottle
full of paregoric, and was hurried to the
apothecarys with such wholesome result
that he reported to his brother:
Budgie, down to the village | was
whay-al | didn't froe up Djonah, but
froed up whole floor full of uvver filings"
Tom and Helen came home in due time,
and at lunch that day toasts We're drank to
:. Her. and to 1.-The makers of the match
Bulge and Toddie.' Alice insists that
when certain ceremony takes place they
shall oificiate as groomsmen, and | have
not the the slightest doubt she will carry
her point
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