River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1878-01-24
What Trot Didn't Get.
RY CLARA q. DoLLIyER.

whome stopped realiag or talking and
gazod at the small midget with surprise
or Misrepresentation. Both were quite
thrown away upon het, however, for her
eyes were shut as tightly as possible,
while her mouth was wide open, ditto;
and from between her rosy lips, from
somewhere between Two rows Of pearly
teeth, issued a series Of determined, ear
splitting yeIIs, which did credit TO Trot's
lungs.
People WHISPERED did you eyerl' and
''No ] neveriF to one smother, varied by
other remas KS relating 10 Trol, all of them
uttered in tones sufficiently loud for the
midget's mother to hear, as she stood in
the center Of the car, swaying to and fro,
clingingt oastrap With one hand while with
he other she stcadiad The yeller, who was
devoted to her occupation so entirely that
she might have pitched headloremost in
to the stomach Of the fat old lady who sat
opposite had she pct had somebody to
care for her,
The wicked man who was the cause of
all this trouble walked slowly up the hill,
keeping pace with the car and crying
Balloons Balloons!n in a melancholy
tone, as If he comni$erated the hapless
Trot in hayin. such a hard hearted nam
ma.
For the midget "anted balloon She
was pretty good midget, and might not
have asked for one had not the man hay
ing keen eye for business, thrust the
whole bunch of rosy beauties into her
face, saying, ''By q balloon, missy or,
so pretty
Her mother pulled her along, and dis
tracted her attention with something else !;
but the man had seen the wish in ''mis-
sy's" eye, and kept up with them. Bus
mess was slack, and he felt that no chance
was to be lost. 1t had not escaped his
sharp eye that Miss .Trot was a sboiled
child and generally bad what she wanted
by making fuss about it.
According tO has expectations, she
teased a feT- Zines and then began to
scream.
"Hush this moment!n said her mother,
severely. Trot screamed louder than
ever.
II shall. take you fright home, if you do
not stop, Y said the mother, who ha re-
Gently been reading an article ON indulg
ence of children, and resolved to reform,
Trot did not believe it. and, besides,
she was determined to have her own way
now.
"Trot stop screaming"
"No, will not y
"Will you give me oneg"-to the man.
"Oh Missy I'm a poor man p he said,
with dreadful whine.
Sha opened her mouth and began aeian,
with fresh zeal. Her mother looked de-
termine,i' but distressed, hailed street
car and got in, where she felt less determ
ind and more distressed by the remarks
which the midgGt's behavior caused
''Trot, are yoa going to stop scream
ing2" she said, at length
Trot opened one eye, looked straight at
her mother, and said, viciously;
mo, | amt, proving her sincerity
by the vigor of the opening numbers o!
the new series.
Just at this point tall woman who
had been cycling 1rot with great disfavor
left the ear, making a vacant seat next to
the fat did lady; Mrs, Yale took it with
a sigh, and lifted her naughty girl into
hel lap.
Theoid lady who had an eye like a
Giamon,t, looked with great interest on
her now neighber. Trot was getting
tired, bit was determined to gain her
point If she had to scream until midnight.
After while the old lady said, in a
soft, sweet, grandmotherly voice, What
the trouble, my dear"
Tros had been trained TO politeness, so
She opend one eye, and garped, between
NO ydlls, II wanta balloon!"
Ohn said the old lady, "and you
mean I'll scream until you get one
The midget did not exactly approve Of
this way of putting it, but, after mo-
ment's pause, she nodded her assent, and
then opening her mouth 10 its widest
extent She prepared to go on with her
concert,
"If | was your mamma continued
the ODD lady, still in the same sweet
voice, !! would give you somthing that
you want a great deal more than a
BALLOON"
"A;good whipping" said the old lady
empl$a;ically.
TlYt sat up straight, the very picture
of indignant establishment.
MY mamma never whipped me in my
life rE she said
SO l thought" said the old lady,
dryly A quiet grin went round the bar;
even Mrs. Yale, though she felt annoyed,
could not suppress smile, which threat
ened 10 turn tear when Trot added,
pattiug her check, She's too good,
she ibn
Why. you don't love your mamma,
do youl" exclaimed the old lady, in a
tone of surprise.
CT tourse.' said Trot.
Twas bad then, now I'm sorry said
the Midget soberly.
Qhln returned the old l1dy. well
my dear, l am going to buy balloon,
and give it to the best little girl in the
car Who ought to have it, do you
think.
The midget looked carfully through
the car; there was but one little girl there
besi3e herself~-a dirty, freckled, round
eyed, Irishwoman's baby sat on her moth
er's kaee in the corner, staring placidly
before her; the midget looked at her for
a moment, and then gazed long and
attentively at her own pretty pink shoes.
Mcanahile, The old lady signalled the
balloon man, and when they arrived at
Increasing, where the necessary pur-
chase. was male.
Here, my dear" she said, handing it
to 1'fot, give it to the very best little
girl in the car One who loves her mann
ma, remember
TiSot looked at it for few moments,
not 4dmiringly, but with face as grave
as a :deacon's; then she slid off her moth
erIs ZAP, and tumbling up the ar some
way; until size reached the corner she lut
tie string INFO the Irish baby,s red fist
and turning Sabout toddles back to her
motbpr agaiIs,
You ale dear little grill" said the
old lady warmly; several heads nodded
assept, and An approving murmur went
arouNd the car; before it had cea.d they
had reached their destination and de-
parted, the raidqet throwing kisses from
her tiny fingers. and saying ''good-bye."
oyersnnd over to the old lady, vi lie the
round eyed Irish baby looked like a
petrifed image of joyful surprise.