Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1878-04-04

was deposited broke. and we were PEN
niless. Grandmother sank beneath
her misfortune and became almost
helpless, and I always was a spoiled,
good-for- nothing"
You always were a darling" burst
in Winnie. impetuously.
"And-and I married grandmau-
mas lawyer, and he was very,
very kind to MS both. and we were
very comfortable until abont three
months ago-the day wee Daisy was
half year old-when he died, and oh !
Winnie. be LEFT no will but one dated
long before he knew me, which be-
quea.hed all his fortune to nephew in
some fsr-distant country and again We
were left penniless. Grandmother
grew weaker day BY day. until she be-
came utterly helpless. and now she
lies from morning till night and from
night until morning on her bed
unable to move; and We were al
most starving, and l saw" speaking
slower and slower. "the advertisement
calling for children for this show"
"Yes, Daisy dear" said Winnie.
patting the thin white check encour-
agingly ''vou saw the advertisement"
And think baby is just As pretty
as a baby could be-"
Lovely" said Winnie. kissing the
sweet, blue. eyed thing
And it occurred to me that If she
could win prize. poor old grandmam-
ma and the darling herself might be
kept from cold and want this winter,
and so came here. But I'm afraid
very few people have noticed baby,
for I've sat in this outof-the. way corn
er all the time, l so dread a crowd.
and-'The tears came into the wonder
ful blue eyes.
"Brother John" said Winnie. as she
paused.
We'll, my DEAR" said Mr. r.Trueax,
coming step forward.
"Mrs.-By the bye, what is your
married name, Red Riding.hood:"
'Mulgrove.
Bless Inv heart! !" exclaimed John.
"Old Lawyer Mulgrove-old enough
TO have been her grandfather y Then
recollecting himself, he stammered;
"A good and clever man. knew
him well in years gone by. And he
was Your husband?'
Yes, Sir
"ies, Sir" muttered Mr.. Trueax.
II wish she wouldn't be so confound.
edlv respectful"
II was about TO say, brother John,
Winnie, with decision, '.,hat
Mrs. Mulgrove must not remain here"
"Of course not-being a TREND Of
yours, Winnie"
My sweet-tempered, loving little
pet she was at school, John.
That only makes it the more i'm
peraiive that she should leave this
place at once" said Mr.. Trueax. But
what is TO done with the babv:"
Why, YOU stupidest Of old fellows,
that must 20 with its mother. Do YOU
imagine she would leave it here I;
Come, Little Red Riding hood. Broth
er John"-lowering her voice to a
whisper is faint with nervous
agitation. | will assist her. ard you
will-oh YOU will dear John, Just
this once-carry the baby"
And before Mr.. Trueax could saw
word, baby was in his arms, tugging
away at his long brown beard. and
growing with delight. And it was
thus that two of the strictest members
Of The Sta,nch Old Bachelors" be-
held their vice-president that bright
November day coming out Of the baby
show-a baby in his arms and two
lovely women following directly be-
held him, and t,lrned 10 liuing statutes
~ the spot
4 year and nearly three months had
passed away since Winnifred Trueax
found her old school friend at the
baby show. and it was st. Valentines
Dav.
The postmen, with twenty times
their usual loads, were hurrying from
house to house, leaving hearts, and
Cupids. and posies, and true-lover
knots. and doves, and sweet verses.
and some verses anything but sweet,
behind them.
But to the door OF one small cottage
on the outskirts of the city ran spec
Ial messenger this Valentine morning
before any of the mail carriers were
about-so early, in fact, that the val
entine he carried was handed in with
the bakers breakfast Vienna loaf.
\ snug little cottage it was. And
the parlor, which faced the south, and
around whose walls still hung some
Christmas greens, was the coZiest,
brightest room you could possible i'm
sgine. In one corner on crimson
onnge. covered with an old fashioned
star quilt, lay handsome old woman.
her still bright eyes dwelling with
ook OF fondness on the goiden-ha:red
.wo-year-old girl who sat in her little
-ocking-chair softly singing her Santa
Claus doll to sleep.
Ard by the window, the bushes
'oming and going in her happy face,
stood Daisy Mulgrove re-reading for
he twentieth time the verses that came
n with the morning bread.
''What is it, Daisy!" at last asked
he old woman, turning her eyes in the
direction of the pretty reader. "A
May see it, dear?'
Its something Of the Sort" ans
Sered Daisy, with another blush: but
t you don't mind very much. grand
I'd rather not :"
A gentle knock at the door inter-
'upted her.
Pull the bobbin and the latch will
iy up" called out Daisy, laughinsly,
'Inking into a chair and hiding the
behind the window-curtain.
''And, reversing the old story, the
atch flew up and in walked the wolf"
'aid John Trueax, as he came into the
'oom, where he was Immediately
around the leg by the baby.
such terrible, terrible wolff
aughed Red Riding hood.
$50 terrible that he feels as though