Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1878-03-13


lighting the FIRE.
In short, If she had not been the most
devoted, sunny, unselfish, fond-of-us-all
little creature, it would have been utter
ly impossible for us to have stood the
many mishaps and disasters that
sprang from our servant-maid's devo-
ton to literature. As it was, papa said
to her when she drenched him with
soup, Another occurrence Of this ma
ture, and you CO." And mamma said
to her when she nearly drowned the
baby, Really Eleanor, if any thing as
dreadful rs this happens again, we must
part" And I said to her when she
freed my soug-bird, 1.-The very next
wrong thing you do while reading"
and | made Il significant pause and
looked.
Yes, MISS" said Nellie, meekly,
with the tears in her gray eyes, which
didn't prevent hers, as soon US she
reached the kitchen, bursting out with
"Why, why, why didst thou leave me?'
to tune of make up of q strange COM
bination of "Old Dan Tucker" and
"The Russian Hymn"
But with the exception OF a turkey
nicely roasted and sent to table retain
ing its crop and one or two other SUPER
fiuous appendages to turkey when
roasted. on account of Red as a Rose is
She, and forgetting to put the yeast in
the bread one night beause East Lwnne
lay beside the bread bowl, Nellie, had
got into no trouble for several months,
and had gladly said to me, the morning
Of the very day sent that horrid let
ter, $50; miss, l shall be with YOU an
other birthday, after all; and isn't that
Monarch Of Minking Lane lovely? l read
little bit Of it when was busting the
parlor miss"
Well, to go back to naughty Barbara,
standing 10y the window, aud gazing out
into the street.
Oh, how my heart ached! How sorry
| was for quarreling with my dear, good,
splendid Anthony The first thing this
morning, my birthday morning-last
year l was scarcely through my break
fast when he came, bringing me the
loveliest set of pearls-he will get my
cruel letter, and then, before l can send
another to beg him forgive me, he will
have started tor that dreadful place
away off goodness knows where.
What possessed me-" said TO N.Y.
self, wringing my hands in despair,
"silly, wicked little thing that am, to
break my own heart and wound him SO
deeply? He loves me, know he loves
me dearly. and he never, never, never
would have fiirted had not set him the
examples" and l heaved deep sigh,
which was Immediately echoed behind
me, and turning, / saw Nellie laying the
table for dinner, with most woe.be-
gone expression on her round rosy
face; and rs turned toward her. two
frightened imploring grey eyes met
mine. For moment forgot my own
trouble.
"Why, Nellie, what is the mo tier with
your" asked.
Oh dear! oh deari how can | tell
you? And out of this house l must go
as soon as you know. And / love
your ma, and almost love your pa,
and | adore all the rest of you. Oh!
oh! ohP--bursting into sobs and tears.
Take down your apron this minute"
said l, firmly, and tell me what you
have been doing this time"
"Well MISS" said Nellie, giving a
a great gulp, and coming and standing
before me, you know, miss, last even
ing l went to the village, and it was a
elegant moonlight night, miss; and, oh!
miss"-twining and untwining her
fingers nervously-"I can't bear to 20
out into a cold and heartless world.
What shall l do? what shall l do ?"
$50 on" said I.
And got my paper-7he Weekly
Rodrr Avis, you know, where they're
printing The Vow of the Glass Fiend;
or, the Glittering, Cleaning Girandole.'
And, oh! miss. what shall dor"
Go on" said I.
"And opened the paper in the store
just to see how Stephanyer Alveretter
got out OF the enchanted cave, and l
came out into the road a-reading it.
Oh, miss, it's most awful interesting !"
And Nellie, completely carried away by
her subject, unclasped her hands, and
continued in as bass voice as she could
assume, "The dragon belched forth
streams of fire." And then suddenly
changing 70 a high, shrlll tone, "Rudol-
fer sprang between her and the mon
ster-r-r. Saved, saved, saved she
cried, cried Nellie, at the top of her
voice, entirely lost to everything but the
most awful interesting" story.
Good heaven Nell" said /, "you'll
have ma tumbling down stairs, thinking
it's tramps. Forget the Glass Fend,'
or whatever it is. for a few moments,
and finish your story"
The frightened look came back into
Nell's face. well, MISS" she said
slowly, 81 got nv paper but. oh