The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1878-08-15
A CHILD OF NATURE.

| Thorne Blake had been blowing corn
one sultry afternoon in the early part
| Of July, had left his team standing III
! the field, and was a. the well for a
drink of water, when ne heard his six
ear old daughter shrieking, in angry
1 tones:
II won'tl L won't! Don't! don'tl
Oh, | wish my papa was here!'
The peculiar emphasis which charac-
! teriZcd the utterance Of this sentence
! caused the fatherto loose his hand from
| the crank with which he had lifted a
bucket Of water half way up the well,
and a minute later he had passed
! through the kitchen and stood facing
| ,Ie half open door at the entrance from
| the hail to the sitting ROOM
4 lady, perhaps thirty-five years Of
age, with sunny ringlels flowing over
her shoulders, and jus. enough of an
angry flush upon her cheek to heighlen
the beauty Of her fair complexion, was
| standing in t e centre Of the room.
In her small white hands she held
ball of yarn and large needle, thread
| ed with coarse scarlet silk.
Facing her, and backed closely into
! lhe corner Of the apartment, beating
! the air with her hands, as though to
| keep back the mother, stood the child
whose pleading cries were resounding
| through the building.
! Jnobspryed, yet where he had full
v.ew of mother and child. stood the
1 father, with arms folded across his
| breast and head slightly bowed; a tall,
dark compleXioned man, in shirt
| sleeves and tan cOlored pantalOOns,
his hands and face begrimmed with
| perSpiratIOn and the dust of the corn
!ield, while the eyes that cleaned so
steadily, yet so mildly from under the
thoughtful brow. the model head and
harmonious bearing indicated Il fixed
ness Of purpose that bespoke the man
| a monarch, while at the same time it
| was 4 warranty TO any observer, that
| tyranny could never flourish under this
monarch'S rule.
AS lie stood watching his wife and
child. there was visible upon his fea-
CuIvo an "a preSslcn of pain. somewhat
subdued by smile, that mOmentarily
! alternated with Il froWn, as the devel-
/ opments of the scene he was contem-
/ plating proceeded.
Now don't yell again, you little
! goose. You'll alarm the whole neigh
borhood. 1t won't hurt but just tie
least lite minute, and then you can
wear those splendid earrings that uncle
| viii gave you to wear at EsSie Finn 5
| party" said the mother, advancing a
| step or two towards the child.
Another shrek, accompanied by
| spitcful stamp of the little foot, and an
| exclamation Of
! II won't, Oh. | WON'T Ineyer will.
| | won't lave EN- i'll my ears at al, and
| don't want to so TO Essie Finn S
| party"
"Shut up, or I'll pound you. It's
enough to spoil the patience of Job, to
! have YOU act rs you do. Invited those
/ little town girls out here to stay a week
with you, 50 you could see what nice
manners they had, and try and act as
! they do; but you behaved SO badly that
they got homesick in two days. You're
Il great. coarse. ungainly gawk, and
you ought to be sent into the woods to
| live with the bears for you can't be
| cultivated at all, and l neverll invite
| any more children here. I'm wholly
ashamed of you."
Il don t want any more town children
invited here. I've had nothing nice
since they came. You made the girl
spoil my room. fixing ii up for them.
She threw away all my nice little geHi-
/ ogv stones that papa said might keep
50 that he could teach me about them
when [ ges older, and all my speckled
egg shells, and the crimply crumply
moses that got from the woods; and
my little goIud shells with the ferns
growing III 'em; and the clam shells
fuII OF go and silver fish scales that
were on my little shelf; and she took
down all the yialS of water where | had
put Liye-f0r ever, and Giil-gO-oVer-the-
ground. and Snow Ou-the-mOuntain, to
grow Tuen she took my Cartridge tail
fan. that grandmother Blake sent ne.
down from under the looking glass,
where | put it to look nice, and threw
il up on the garret. And she's put VI
a great big white window curtain that
looks Just like dead folkses clothes
'taint half SO pretty as the Old lowery
one that was Observation-Disclosures
cried and scolded her, size said she
wanted TO make the room look city
fed And now I've TO pretty house
any more, only my play house on the
rock over the creek 10y the pine tree
+ and When the girls were here they didn'
want TO play anything pretty, and said
their mas said they muStn' { get then
clothes dirty. / wanted EN- to so W
where the sassafras grows, but we has
to cross a little wee bit Of wet place,
: and they were afraid of spelling thei1
shoes. l took mine off so you Wouldn
scold me, but they said their ma
wouldn't let EN- go bare feeted; ant
when we went up the path TO tie pla,
house Essje's earring caught III th'
5 bushes, cause she was carrying her ha
keep lit from getting mussed; and 1t wa
! just all Maggie and l could do to ge
her loose; and her ear was hurt tiA
il bleeded; and she cried and said sh
wished she hadn't come; and tha
: she thought that the countr.
was an awful bad place. An
d Maggie tore her white apron, and sal
81 I,er mad scold her when she wei