The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-09-05

dSkcO AUCld RUSSELL.
Thusie said nothing. She knew her
mother never would hear to the lovely
plan. Besides, she was to 90 with the
rest of the family to Uncle Johns" O.
dear! if she could only do as she was
amind to, like Sarah.
BESIDES it will be dark, Sarah.' pur-
sued Lucia.
"No 'twon't; it'll be as lights any
thing. Why, the fireworks 20 shooting
up, whiz! bang! all through the sky,''
and Sarah suited the action by an ex-
pressive fling. Give seen 'em when 1
went down to Boston last year." And
Sarah descanted on the glories and won
ders in store for them till she got them
wild with delight and ready for any
thing. Having head for continuance.
she had the plan ready for getting into
the church.
"You know girls" she said, "the've
decided to ring the bell when they re
ready to set off the fireworks. Well,
when Joe Vance goes up to ring it, we
must be all ready to creep up after him.
Hes awful slow, you know; and besides,
he'll be making such a noise with tn
bell he can't possibly hear US. And I'm
going to have my pocket full of candy,
and we can sit up there and see the whole
thing just elegant! So, Thusie, you be
sure and be here. We're to meet under
the big oak tree. And Frasie, if you
tell, there'll be the most awful things
happen to you! And Su, don't wait to
wash all the dishes for your Aunt Betsey
she can do 'em tor once. And Tildv-''
eff you want any dinner. come along
they're all sitting down. screamed Rob
Davis, poklng his head into their retreat
with whoop that made them jump.
Away they all ran, and fireworks and
belfry were soon forgotten in the glories
of that table-a real Fourth of July
celebration table, Flowers, pyramids of
cakes and flags flying from the apex,
cookies, tarts, iced loaves-every cook
had done her best.
Sunset was coming on before the last
left the tables, and even then Thusie had
scarcely thought over her promise She
only vaguely realized what a forbidden
thing she and the others were going to
do. think if she had really and fairly
reflected upon it, she would have refused
to have anything to do with the whole
thing and stood firm. "My think always
comes afterwards" little girl once said,
and it's most always sorry think!
Well, the sun went down. Great gold
and red clouds came out all over the sky
there was one cloud nearly white, with
deep red borders and rosy center, on
the blue patch that had been so bright
through the day.
''See, it's put on red, white and blue"
call Henry Carter, and all the children
rsuhed to see.
"Thusie," said her mother as she drew
her little girl who was racing along with
the others towards her, 81 am going home
now to put Grace to bed, and when you
get ready you run right along up to Uncle
Johns. Aunt Fanny went an hour ago.
she was so tired.
Thusie's heart gave naughty little
leap. Was anything ever so convenient
Merry groups were already getting 1.-The
best places for good view. She knew
it must be time to be at the meeting
place under the big oak. Away she ran
with rapid footsteps and was soon under
its shelter. She was the first one there,
but in minute Sarah Jones and Tidy
Thompson rushed up and threw their arms
around her; then Lucia came-all tn r
but Frasie.
why don't she come, the STUPID
thing fretted Sarah. There's old Joe
crossing the Green. now; We can't wait
for her any longer"
That moment Frasie, painting and
frightened, hurried up and was pulled
into their shelter.
"What made you so late demanded
Sarah.
"Oh couldn't helpit, painted Frasle
Il HAD to run every step of the way. My
little brother Teddy and cousin Augusta
would come, and old fat Mrs. Brown
wanted me to get her a chair, and then
tumbled down and
"Well, never mlnd," said Sarah, "you,
here now, at last. Come, girls now tor
it" And with many whisper and giggie
they stole along under cover of the dark
ness after old Joe who was laundering
up the stairs, making so much racket
himself that he could not hear ANYTHING
else.
ooh, mercy~ whispered Sarah. IL ran
my head into horrid cobweb and its all
in my eyes"
Ssh Sh!" and on they sped lightly.
"Frasie Newcomb, you shan't scream.
so there" 4 big mous., unaccustomed
to such Interruptions, had ffounced across
the floor right across the children's feet
Clang-clang. clingity--clang. How
queer the old bell sounded up there.
Joe they coulo see ABOVE them as his
figure swaved back and forth. and they
wondered how he could possibly get up
there upon the rickety little ladder
Wasn't it delightful, though, up in this
dim forbidden spot-all shsdowy hooks
and mysterious recesses-lighted weirdiy
by the lurid glare from the frework stand
outside How queer all the people look
ed moving down on the green.
There's Miss Priscilla Bascom." an
nouncei Tidy with soft giggle. "Ain't
she funny My. look at her nose its g
yard long,
"Yes. but O. see what they're doing
there whispered Sarah excitedly.
"Wherei whereir said Frasie, trying
to see.
20. Frasie. 70: push bad as the folks
on the Green." grumbled Sarah, not
moving in the least to accommodate.