The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1878-03-21

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of them speak.
Now, on the rolls of fame
AL great wars have a name,
And what shall this conflict be?
There is .. Go,d-Locks and her Fana"
"Or, Teddy and his Snowfall ~
Or " Saxon Edith's Victory ?"-or g The Battle of
Clara Doty Bates IL. March Wide Il acake.
The Cock and the Sun.
"Good-morning, Sir Sun, it's high time you ap-
I'm ashamed of your slowness at this time of
year!
The sun, he quietly into Wow,
Looked down on the cock with show of fine
cYou may not be aware, my young friend but it's
That rose twice before you, sir, we.e
j. P. B., in ST. Nicholas for March.
Charley and His Master.
Tommy Gray was not really bad
Awake" one of the widest and most
nischievous of the kind. He was al
ways on the lookout for fun fun he
would have even though somebody else
had to pay for it.
liked him for, with all his reguishness,
he was honest and good-natured. But
the dogs, and cats, and pigs, and colts,
and calves-they didn't like him a bit.
They always kept one eye OF him, and
felt uneasy in his presence, were glad
when he was gone you see they didn't
know what moment they might become
the victim of some Of his pranks.
Old dog Touser always slept with one
eye open, lest he might find himself
suddenly aroused from his slumbers by
some unwarranted familiarity which
Tommy had taken with his tail
And the house cat, "Judge," as they
called him, on account of his great gray
ity, had a wonderful sympathy with Mr..
Touser in this respect; for many a time
had his freside maps been suddenly ter
minated by the pulling of his whiskers,
or severe pinch of his ears, nose or tail
with the fre-tongs.
And even old Charley, the favorite
family horse, who was naturally as grave
and circumspect as deacon, did not
escape. He had served the family faith
fully through all his minority, and when
he was of age he said nothing about it,
but went on working as cheerfu1ly, get
ting nothing for it but his bed and
board
But he did feel that his age and faith
full services entitled him to some degree
of respect, and that rudeness or over
familiarity on the part of Tommy, or
any of the youngsters, was out of place.
Indeed he had such stately and aristo-
cratic air about him that anybody might
have seen at g. glance that he was the
last horse to relish joke.
But Tommy didn't care for that.
Charley, he knew, was a grave and ven
cradle horse, with very little romance
about him.
Charley had good stable, and nice,
soft bed of straw; and, as he had no
farm work to do, was usually allowed to
sleep IN the morning as long as he
pleased. And it was really amusing to
see him casting side chances at the other
horses when they were being harnessed
for work. You could almost see him
smile, as If he was congratulating him
self on having such an easy time; and
very often, after the other horses had
gone to work, and there was no one to
bother, he would lie down and take an
other nap.
Charley, as we have said, had nice
the nights were very warm, he was al
lowed to go out and sleep in the open
air, which he seemed to enjoy yery
much; for there his slumbers and dreams
were not disturbed by the noise and fuss
which the other horses made in the
stable when they did not feel very well,
or when they CHANGED to be wakeful
But one morning, after a delightful
nights rest, he was walked from his
slumbers at an unusually early hour.
Somebody was whistling "Old Dan
Tucker, right in his ear. He knew it
was Tommy. Tommy seemed very
friendly, and said, "Good morning.
Charley" went up to him, and rubbed
his nose and face, stroked his back, and
told HIM he had some ugly burrs in his
esil, which, if he'd lie still, he'd take out.
Charley would have very much pre-
ferred to have the hired man take the
burrs out. but as he was polite horse.
and as Tommy had SO kindly offered to
remove them, it was nothing more than
good manners to accept the kindness at
his hands.
Alter the burrS were removed, as Char
ley supposed, and Tommy had gone,
and 1T being too early to get up, he
closed his eyes, and appeared to be list
en1ng to the sweet songs of the birds on
the apple-tree branches above him. Or
he may, for all we know, have been
medltatlng upon his past useful life, and
congratulating himself upon his easy
circumstances, and quiet, peaceful old
age.
de was aroused from this dreamy
reverie by the shrill voice of Tommy.
who had, for quite a while. been peep
ing around the corner of the barn, and
,moatlently waiting for Charley to get
up. Being afraid to hnger longer, lest
his father might come out and spoil his
fun, Tommy said to Charley, Come,
my old fellow, it s time you were up. Ali
the other horses are up, and eating their
breakfast Come, get up, stretch your
lunbs. Take a run around the lot be-
fore you eat your breakfast, and you will
have better appetite"
Now if Brown, the "mind reader"
had been there, he doubtless would have
seen that Charley thought it saucy for
little boy ike Tommy to talk in that way
to horse of his age and standing, and
who had carried him safely and willingly
SO many miles.
And, setting back his ears, he gave
him sharp, reproving look, as much as
to say: Tommy, You had better go
and wash and comb your hair, and eat
your own breakfast. and let me alone !;
I'll get up when I get ready"
But Tommy was not to be put off
Breaking large twig from the apple
tree, he began to switch Charley on the
back.
This was more than Charley could
stand. Not that it hurt much; bit his
indignation was aroused.
So, with the intention, no doubt, of
soaring Tommy, and chasing him out OF
the lot, he sprung quickly to his feet,
when, all at once, the string of sleigh