Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-08-25
Thusle's Fourth of July.

Thus1e's Fourth of July,
1t was different from any other Fourth
of July. There wasn't man, woman. OF
child in Bayfield, whose blood did not
Jingle" not only because of the birthday
of Cur nations liberty, but for the glori-
Gus anniversary of old Bayfield, town it.
self. One hundred years old on this day
Little Thusle Basset wouldn't have been
IN the least surprised if the sun had
stood still. 1t woula only have been
just what ought to have happened on this
centennial Day"
The day was everything that could be
desired EARLY the crowd began to as
semble, and the village green was CAV
with the happy folk who came proudly
from their simple homes. Was ever any-
thing quite so fne--the singers marching
into the dilapidated old church with
their books; the tables in the grove of
tlnc naples just little distance off fast
becoming resplendent under the fingers
Ell ambitious matrons and rosycheeked
maldens; the grand new band, blarino
and drumming SO ioyously that lazy
farm horses came hurrvine up the steen
thllls to be there in time; the little stream
ers OF red, white and blue bespangline
the harnesses; the big flag floating from
the church belfry; the cannon boomins
on the village green.
Thusie just clasped her hands and
sighed. She had ''run and raced herself
most to DEATH as Aunt Martha observed
thus early in the day. She had fallen
down and scraped the skin off from a
large place on her knee; she had torn a
hole IN her best frock; but what cared
she Tor such slight mishaps2 Was she
not part and parcel of this glorious
Fourth of July? Tired as she was she
swung her own small flag bravely. and
glanced with pride at the little bunch of
red, white and blue ribbons that Aunt
Fanny had pinned on her white dress;
and then away she went again, her small
figure curvetting and frisking in and out
| as she S'celebratedh with the other child
rem.
"Thusle, Gene here!" called Sarah
Jones. Il want to tell you something
No, Nellie Smith, you amt comi,n
You'll go and tellp And Sarah dragged
lhusle OIL, and with an arm around her
waist and persuasion in her voice she
told OF secret-O, such a great one u
and enlarged enthusiastically upon it to
the two or three other girls who were
graciously allowed to Join.
NOW you see, girls, this is what we'r re
going to do. Don't you never tell
CERTAIN true, black and blue, hope NAV
ole II dop you must say; because, YOU
see, it's great secret"
y, no Sarah!' said timid little Frasie
Newcon1b, " that's wicked.'
" Poh! no, you goosie! it don't mean
anything
What Sarah wanted them to say it for
II II didn't mean anything, the girls
didn't clearly see; but they repeated the
magic words.
There now! | can tell you with some
comfort" said Miss Sarah, seating herself
on the grass in sheltered nook, which
example was followed by the others till
they formed circle; then, in d low voice
ana Win many mysterious gestures, she
untolded the wonderful news.
Well, girls! you know the fireworks
tonight! Well, you all know we can't
see anything on the Green. the folks
crowd and jun SO; so we-that is, us five
are going up into the old belfry!'
"O!-O!' screamed two or three of the
girls. ~ = 'n'
"sh if you don't want all the bows
coming"
/ "But, Sarah, don't see how said one
Of the girls sThey won't let us yon
know Deacon Smith said nobody must &C
up there; twan't safe, he SAID. He said
the old shell would break through OF
tumble off, if a great crowd got inn
anybody knows better than that. and
besides, we amt crowd! I guess faint
coming down for five girls And lust
think how we can see the rockets and
comets from the big window."
Ut would be Splendid" said Roxy
thompson, "but should be frightened
most to death, Sarah"
"And isn't there mice--and thinos2,
tlmidly asked Lucia Russell.
Thusie said nothing. She knew he,
mother never would hear to the lovely
plan Besides, she was to go with the
rest OF the family to "Uncle John's.n O.
dear! If she could only do as she was
amind to, like Sarah.
BESIDES it will be dark, Sarab.' Dur
sued Lucia.
'No 'twon't; it'll be as LIGHTS any,
thing; Why, the fireworks go shooting
up, whiz! bang! all through the sky. 8
and Sarah suited the action bv an ex-
pressive fling. "I've seen 'em when /
went down to Boston last year." And
Sarah descanted on the glories and won
'ders IN store for them till she got them