Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1879-12-12

as black as a chimney-sweep's and a
card, moreover, pinned on her back
with @Untidy" printed in very large
letters upon it.
The card was really almost worn out
with long usage. Aunt Ziph brought
it out almost every day and hung it
round gentle, careless little Pinkie's
neck.
Every night, tired, disheveled Pinkie
determined henceforth to be neat, and
sighed out at the end of her evening
prayer, @Please, I would like to be
very tidy little girl after this" But
somehow, when the daytime came, it
did not seem to her to be so very
naughty to be @onneat."
Pinkie was sitting in the window on
a pile Of nice futed aprons and collars
which Aunt Ziph had told her to put
away in her bureau.
She leaned her little grimy hands on
the back of the chair, and, resting her
chin on them, gazed through her disor-
dered curls at the little girl in the op-
pos;te house, who was rocking in a low
chair and darn;ng small red stocking.
While Pinkie is gazing, lei las look
around Pinkie's room.
It seems to be moving-day with the
dolls. Two tin express wagons are
piled up with furniture before the open
playhouse doors
Then q gorgeous barouche full of
dolls is upset on heap of stoves and
mirrors and china that seem to have
been flung hastily out of the little baby
house windows.
The kitty has tossed over Pinkie's
work-basket, and is hiskily cutting
the tangled balls and spools.
Pounce, the little dog, after chewing
1t Pinkie's boots and shaking her
reader" to tatters, is fast asleep on the
Gibbons and roses of Pinkie's new hat.
Little Tufty, the canary, is chirping
piteously for seeds and water, which
Pinkie has forgotten to give him.
The bed is all tossed about by Pounce !;
the drawers and doors all standing
open. Alas for little Pinkiel
Now let us look into the other room
across the way, where the little girl sits
darning and rocking.
The ivies in the window are dancing in
the morning sunshine, made very hap
Ply by the good breakfast and nice,
clean bath which Plum, the busy little
darner, has just given them.
The playhouse Is all in nice order,
and locked up fast and tight with the
dollies lying comfortably in bed, their
night-caps tied squarely under their
chins, and their eyes wide open.
They are not to get up all day, be-
cause little Plum has so much to do
she cannot properly attend to them.
Yes, little Plum has certainly great
deal to do. After the stockings are
mended, there is little baby brother to be
drawn round the garden in his new car
riage, and when the baby brother
pleases to go to sleep there are all
Plum's small handkerchiefs to be
ironed.
Yes, it is a very busy day, indeed,
thinks Plum, darning briskly at the
stocking-heel; SO very briskly that the
small busy bee, filling his little pots OF
honey from the honey-suckle jars just
outside the window, huns with delight
at such industry.
Such a neat little room is Plum's,
with all her small boots in prim row
in the shoe.bag, every chair in its place,
and the smooth quilt white as snow.
"Oh dear, wish such proper little
girls wouldn't go and move in opposite r
sighed Pinkie, as she wriggled about
uneasily over the futed aprons and col
lars. cts 'scouraging how Aunt Ziph
will talk about her to me. Oh dearp
"Pinkie!"
This severe voice was Aunt Ziph's.
Aunt Ziph was standing at Pinkie's
door dressed for q drive. She had
come to take Pinkie with her. But
Pinkie's appearance, and the appear
ance of Pinkie's room, was unfavorable
to such plan.
Aunt Ziph turned out Pounce and
the kitten, pulled down the shades, and
ordered Pinkie into bed. Pinkie, sob.
bling under the quilts, heard the car
rage drive off toward the green hills
and grassy roadsides.
Poor Pinkie! I am serry to have
such tale to tell Of her, but such sad
things do happen to untidy little girls.
Elsie G0rhana, in Youths Conn.,
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Willie aud Eva.
Willie was as pretty boy as one
would wish to see; bright, blue-eyed,
dimpled little fellow as ever trotted at
a mothers side. But Willie had a
dreadful temper. Many scowl settled
on his bonny brow, and many a harsh
word fell from his pouting lips. Full
oft did his sister Eva receive blow
from his hand, which brought the tears
into her gentle eyes.
One day Willie and she were playing
in the garden, and Willie, having caught
butterfly, was impaling it on sharp
pin, when his sister demonstrated, and
told him it was very cruel; but Willie
only laughed. Then Eva tried to res
cue the poor insect, and Willie, in a
passion, struck her with his little
clenched fist and cut her lips. Then
she left him, and, crying bitterly, went
into summer-house and sobbed her
elf to sleep.
Then old Father Dromio came, and
told her q story. He told her that
once, in far-away land, there lived a
very fierce and cruel giant, who would
torture those he caught, and sometimes
even kill them, and that the people OF
that land became very much afraid OF
him, and the King offered reward to
any knight who should kill tho giant
and rid the country of him.
Very many brave and noble men
tried: but all were driven back either
with hard words or hard blows, or, after
being tortured, were thrown back on
the road and left to die.
Mighty engines were made to destroy
the giant, but they had no power over
him; wounds and blows he seemed t
laugh at.
At last very young knight offered
to try and rid them of the monster. He
was laughed at by the people as silly
boy, and none cared to help him.
In the night he set off alone to tho
giants castle. As he was going he met
| fairy, who asked him his mission.
ITO slay the giant" was the reply.
"Nay, thou canst not do that" said
the fairy; ~but il thou wilt do as tell
thee, thou mayst, perchance, put him to
| fight, and eventually drive him away
altogether" ...
ooh, tell me how, kind fairy" e1-
claimed the young knight.
~Throw aside thy sword and armor,
and take in thy hand these sweet-scent-
ed Internationally, whose petals
might vie with the snow in purity; and,
when he shall come forth with fury to
crush thee, throw one OF the flowers in