The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-06-04

skillfully and destructiyely fastened to
the student-lamp, which the "buccaneer''
had set on the floor minus the. shade.
Why minus the shadetis given up. with
the rest of the juvenile conundrums.a An
extra pull had upset the lamp, flooded
the carpet, completely saturated one sus-
pender and spotted and besmeared the
other. Two minutes after, Joseph was
sobbing in his crib, and had gone back
to my patch a . Il. 4. y t sA1st H. /
My heart misgavc me when I had again
taken up my needle. Had not been un-
necessarily harsh with the dear little fell
low? Strange how pathetic the little
breeches had all at once become!. L
thought of the half-worn shoes and stock
ings and tiny pants like these tucked
away in drawers where none but grieving
mothers ever go, and-well, the patch
was finished, and | would take look at
the darling whose sobbing had almost
ceased. Should l ever forgive myself if
If if what? h!thought too dreadful
to be endured moment, and yet children
die, YES children die, and mothers who
love, even as l love, live on without
them. i"AH ~@.- -1t j 45tg&*l
Joseph's hands were very grimy, and
his face was not much better. What with
the borrowed dirt on his hands, and the
tears that had diluted without purifying
it, the effect was somewhat sludicrous.
There wasn't spot from chin to fore
head clean enough to kiss, so pressed
| my cheek to the darling's sunny curls,
| and left him to have his nap out.
''sThere's one of them rowdy boys at the
| door, who wants to see you a minnit,"
said the cook, few minutes af-
| terward, as 1 was beating eggs in the
kitchen --'- - ~"@
"Say, Miss Smith, said the boy, as I
stepped to the door, ''your Joe is down
below here fighting like everything, and
he amt got no clothes on either, he amt"
My cherub down the street fighting?
My sleeping angel outdoors in his night
gown? It did seem, under these circum-
stances, little hard to believe, but hav
ing lived with my son five years and
three-quarters, ought to have been, and
generally was, prepared for anything. l
followed the messenger the length Of the
street. In the center of an admiring and
enthusiastic group ia hundred boys,
of all grades and nationalities, sat the
cheaub in his robe de nuit, on the breast
Of a young pugilist almost twice his size.
One grimy fist chung to the enemy's top
not, and the other poised just in front ct
his nose, ready to descend at the slightest
provocation. -. i 81 IS ~ -
CANT you ashamed to be licked by
such a little fellow as that?" cried the
spectators; and then I made my way
through the crowd and took the aston
ished 'buccaneer" by the hand. 1t is
possible that Joseph might have walked
little faster than was good for him con-
sidered on strictly hygienic principles.
"You bad, naughty, wicked boy,"1 be-
gan, as soon as had pulled him into the
house, "what do you mean by such be-
havior?" '-@
II coined down mlnnit to the hall
door," replied the small offender, ''and
that boy what I licked called me names,
and then ranned for him, andI ketched
him too, this way, mamma" and the
s'Buccaneer" ran the length of the hall to
illustrate the manner Of capture.
"Where do you think the bears are that
Miss Price told you about, Joseph?" 4
~ amt fraid of no BEARS" he replied,
striking an attitude which would have
done credit to ''Bennicia." t'I'd lick
, the bears too, mamma, if they coined
round here calling me names, and
wouldn't care if 1 didn't have no clothes
on neither" 49, 4#FE
What did I do with him? Well, his
father entered at this critical juncture
and when I say that Josephs father is like
all the rest Of the fathers, mothers will
realize how difficult it would have been
for me to do any thing. II $780,.
"Whip, him! I'd hketo see anybody
do that with Mr.. Smith around!'