The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1878-03-14

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fully believing her little brother could
do anything. "Won't that be good r
and she clapped her hands and danced
her wise brother, who was hunting for a
fsh-hook.
"Don't you bother" said he, "and
I'll have some of 'em up here as quick
as o cat i'
The boy evidently believed he could
do this, whether he could or not. He
tied a string to his fish hook and dropped
it over the rude Dashboard into the cav
ity below. 1t clinked little, ainlessly,
against the side of the house and
finally caught in a splinter. Johnny
gave it little impatient jerk and
drew it up. He then tied " sinker B"
on il, as he would If hehad been fishing,
but the whole arrangement proved too
light and irresponsible. 1t dangled, and
clinked, and clinked, but brought up no
fish.
A new thought struck the enterprising
Johnny. He ran down stairs and out to
the barn, and soon returned with his
own little fishing pole-light and flexible
just the thing for his experiment. He
split it a little at the end, slipping in the
hook and winding string around it to
hold it in place. This tDas just the
thing. He dropped the pole down and
fumbled about and brought up roll of
something which little Minnie at once
seized with an air of Ownership
pieces of her dolls clothes. Again and
again he poked about but got nothing.
He tried the next place. "Oh, Min
ME - said he, e1citedly, "here's where
I tipped over your dolls trunk. Kee-ee!
Just look here !" And slowly and care
fully he brought up one thing end an
other that the little girl had lost. Her
| dolls lace cape, the embroidered night
cap-caught by one string-and, oh
that pretty and well-beloved bed-qIilt
The little sister had stood by regard
ing Johnny from the first as she might
a conjurer in utter bewilderment she
had watched every fresh "pass" he
made, and her eyes grew big at the pile
of things upon the floor. But at length,
when her we'll beloved and long mourned
quilt appeared above the edge of
| the Dashboard, she just gave up, like the
little woman that she was, and sat dewn
on the floor and cried.
"What an awful goose p said Johnny,
| stopping and turning around. "What
are you crying for, say2 Just see your
stack OF thingsl Guess won't cry, not
much, if can get hold of my pearl
handled knife again, with four blades,
that papa bought for me p
| Though with all his luck it was hardly
probable that he would fish up any
thing 30 heavy as that, yet he contin-
ued his search, going entirely around the
room and bringing mp the queerest as
sortment of things. Mixed in with
shavings and covered with cobwebs
they were, as might be supposed coming
from such q place-snarls of string, 8
top, pair of Jehnny's pants which had
a long time ago disappeared unaccount-
ably more string, rags, Mlnnie's doll
things, piece or two OF her precious
tea set which had caught in the crown
OF the dolls nIghtcap or some rags.
Johnny's knife did come up at
last in this way Lis "buzz" had come
up by the string, and two or three
old letters along with thick folded
paper with writing upon one end. This
happened to have some string wound
round it which the hook had caught in.
Johnny hadn't paid much attention to
this when he pulled it up. 1t was 80
black and dirty for one thing that it
didn't seem as if it could be of any i'm
portance. And then he was SO excited
with his rush of luck, and 80 tired, for
it had been no easy job for little boy
like him, but, fortunately, the fun of
"seeing what he'd get next" had kept
him up until the end.
Now that he had done he threw him.
self, hot and tired, upon the floor beside
Minnie. She was pulling over the
things, shaking the dust of, and patGng
ana smoothing them out on her knee.
She took up the oblong- folded paper,
blew upon it, and then slapped it on the
floor. She held it up.
See, JohnnyP'
moment and slowly spelled out "W-A-R-
RIA MY DEED"
He did not know what the first word
was, but that last was DEED" sure
enough. He had heard that word often
enough to know it surely, and it was as
ISOLATED in his mind with the idea of los
| ing his home. So the little fellow,
mammals only protector, rose up with
whistle and shout
| " .Jsnainy-pelt! Min Andrews.
what'l you bet that amt the thing
mammals hunted for high and low | I'm
going to see! Come along if you want
to - added he, looking over his shoulder
at his astonished little sister.
And away they went, down stairs, out
of the house, and at full speed towards
the neJghbor's where mamma was at
work. 1t was lucky it was not far, for the
children were heated and tired to that de-
gree when they got there that they were
nearly crazy. Bare-headed, covered
with dust, and dripping with sweat,
they were a sight to see when they burst
in where their mother WAS,
"Why, what under the sun" began
Mrs. Andrews, but Johnny held up
| the paper. She recognized the
familiar form, caught it, glanced once or
twice through it and then sank down her
head upon the table and cried in thank
fulness, very much as the smaller woman
had done an hour ago over the recovery
of her doli-things.
1t was happy three that-hand
clasped In hand-went home to the little
cottage that night. Mamma, with the
cold, heavy weight rolled off her heart,
was brave and CHEEKY, and the children
full OF merry chatter.
There was land enough with the home
cottage for nice garden, and to raise
the supply of potatoes and vegetables
for winter; and, when Johnny grew big
enough to work 1t, the Andrews were
prosperous indeed. Johnny grew up
bright, good boy, and little Minnie was
great comfort to her mother in every
way. And the happy mother always re-
members and teaches the children to
thank God for what Johnny found
LOu Bur7aey, in March Vide Quake.
Chinese Money.
Coined money was known among the
Chine sc as early as the eleventh century
| before Christ hut their inability to COM