The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1878-08-28


his mind as follows: ice cream, a whole
quart, twelve cent sponge cake. five
sticks of molasses candy, pitcher OF lem
onade, apple pie, half pound of cheese
and some baked potatoes-Mr. Jacklow
liked baked potatoes. And he meant TO
get his mother and the rest of them
out of the room (send them down to
visit the dress-maker, who at the last
moment was to be let into the secre1.
set the table himself, and then. when
all was ready, call them ND again.
Wouldn't it be fun to look at their faces
when they saw the ice cream, and the
sponge cake, and the molasses CANDY.
and the lemonade and the apple pie, and
the cheese, and the baked potatoes It
would be almost as good as the circus.
Harry had been there once. and had
never forgotten how delightful it was
And then after the supper was over. and
they thought the entertainment at an
end, wouldn't it be fun again to see
their faces when he invited them down
on the front stoop to see the pyrotech-
mic Clook in your dictionaries) display
So Harry had been saving, and saw.
ing, and saving, until he found himself
on the evening of the 3rd of july with
one dollar and eighty-two cents in his
right-hand trousers pocket. Times had
been hard, very hard, since the new
year began, and people had looked very
sharply after their small change. or IL is
likely he would have had double that
amount "But," he said to himself.
ga dollar will get the feast, and the rest
will buy at least dozen nice fire.
works."
He got home from the store that eve
ming too late and too tired to go out for
the things he wanted, but the next
morning he was up before the sun rose
and the sun rises pretty early during
the summer months-and dressed and
out in tho street as the first sunbeams
told the eastern sky morning had come.
The streets were almost deserted, and no
Dire crackers or pistol-shots yet broke the
ilence. But before he had walked
block some cannons doomed in the dis
tance, and peal of bells nearer by be- |
gan ringing Yankee Doodle F" very
norrily. Whistlipg, and jingling the
coins in his pockets in tune and time |
With the music of the bells, and wishing |
the stores where he meant to buy the |
Materials for his party would open, he |
'auntered slow ly along until he reached |
the dog pound-a place where all stray |
logs are taken in hot weather and kept q |
day or two, SO that their owners may, if |
they choose, seek and reclaim them. If |
found to be friendless at the end of that |
time, the poor things are put in large
tank prepared for that purpose, and
drowned.
Harry heard the imprisoned dogs
barking and yelping; and stopping a
moment to listen to them with a pitying
look on his face-for, like all kind
hearted boys, he dearly loved animals
he saw, sitting upon the door STEP a
very pretty little girl. She wore faded
calico dress and blue checked gineham
apron; the apron she held gathered up
in her hand, as though it held something
of value, and her head and feet were
bare. Her large eyes were of soft
brown, and her hair, of the same color,
hung in struggling curls about her face.
There wasn't another creature, man,
women or child, with the exception of a
milk man on the next block, in sight,
and Harry looked at her with surprise.
At last he said, with a smile, ct thought
1 got up early, but you must have got up
much earlier than 1 did,"
I've been here all night" said the
child, in a sweet, patient voice.
"Here all night r. repeated Harry,
with long whistle. "Good gracious
what d you do that for ?"
"'Oause want to go in the very min
ute the door opens. My Prince with
sob" is in there"
"Your dogP" asked Harry.
"Yes. He's the dearest little brown
dog in all the world, and love him best
of every thing 'cept granny, and L love
him just the same as her when she
scolds, and my mamma brought him
home one day Just before she went to
heaven, and I've had him ever since, and
he's the best dog that ever lived, and
never did anything wrong in his life
'cept once, when he stole a piece of
boiled corned beef somebody d set out
in the back arey to cool, and he wouldn't
have done that 'cept he knew how hungry
granny and me was;" and the tears roll
ed down her cheeks.
"Ohi I'm so sorryl Don't cry" said
Harry. "Here, take my handkerchief
and wipe your eyes"
"Theyll kill him." commenced the
child again, ''if can't coax them to let
him out. and don't want him to 90 to
heaven that way. I'd rather we'd both
so together; and he could run on in
front, and then mamma d say, why,
here's Prince-Nellie must be coming. ."
care you sure he's in there?" asked
Harry.
"Oh yes. He was playing by our door
yesterday afternoon, most night, and 1
was poking chips in the stove to make
the Kettle boil, and heard him calling
like he was in some trouble, and 1 run
out, and two awful men had him in a
cart, and Jimmy O'Neil said they was
going to take him to the pound. So 1
run after the cart without putting my
hat on, and soon it went so fast couldn't
see it, and then 1 asked every body
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