Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-02-23

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as shrill as small locomotive.
| Bessie stared from one to the other
"What's the matter2" she said.
"Welll" cried Aunt Jemima, as soon as
she had breath enough to speak. "If
you're not the forwardest child I ever
saw! Asking the deacon, as pert as you
please, to give you ride, as if you didn t
know he was the richest man in town, and
didn't see him every blessed Sunday pass
ing the plate"
I'm astonished at you, Bessie" said
her mother reproachfully. "It will be
all over town, next, and what the neigh
bors will say of you Pm sure I can't
think"
IF she were my child she should 20
to bed without any supper" continued
Aunt Jemima.
"Why do you act so2" said her mother.
"Any one would imagine, to see you, you
hadn't had any bringing up. Now, Bees
sic eat this piece of bread and 90 Ito
bed"
But Bessie couldn't eat. She was Yerv
unhappy, and all she could say was, II
had very pleasant ride, mamma
As this didn't mend matters she picked
up her bonnet and went up stairs. After
she had been in bed few minutes, Jack
came in and sat down. The sun was Just
sinking, and the sky, which the children
could see through the open window, was
streaked red and gid.
''What made you do it, Bess?" said
Jack, who was whistling softly, and look
ing first at the little face on the pillow
and then at the bright sky beyond.
do what, JACKIE"
'Why, ask for ride"
Bessie raised herself upon her elbow
and looked anxiously into her brothers.
face. "Was it very awful ~ she asked.
"Aunt Jemima thinksit was, said Jack.
cts very queer" said Bessie;"I don't
think any little girl would have been
afraid to ask father for a ride when he
was alive, and all grown people are
alike"
"Oh, no. said Jack, sagely; "not at
all. That would have been very differ
ent. Why, the deacon's worth thousands
OF dollars. and father wasn't worth any
thing at all.'
"He was, too," said Bessie, sharply.
"He was worth ten deacons, fifty
fifty deacons, a hundred deacons-so
there, Jack Bly," and Bessie turned her
face to the wall and wouldn't say-a an
other word
The next morning, when she opened
her eyes, they fell upon her mothers face
bending over her.
s'Get up, Bessie" said Mrs. BLY,, .'and
dress carefully. have something for
you to do this morning"
Bessie had forgot all about the night
before, and skir ping out of bed proceed
ed to dress and go down stairs in the best
of spirits.
"Bessle,'' said her mother, as she en-
tered the kitchen, 'you cause me great
deal of anxiety. have been thinking of
your behavior Of yesterday, and have
made up my mind that you must 90 up
to the deacon's and apologize"
NV hats that, mother?" asked Bessie,
frightened out of her wits.
"That means to ask his pardon for your
rudeness OF yesterday. You must say
you regret your behavior very much and
will never do SO again; and now you have
finished your breakfast, 60 right along,
and be sure you speak prettily."
Bessie put on her bonnet and started
toward the big house at the top Of the
hill. She was good deal frightened,
for s'apologizing" seemed to her an aw-
full thing to do, and the deacon much
more formidable than the day before.
Nevertheless, her mother had told her
to go, and she did not stop until she
pulled the bell at the deacons door. The
old housekeeper appeared in answer to
her ring and demanded what she wanted.
II want to see the deacon" said Bes-
sic timidly.
"He is at his breakfast" said the old
lady, eying Bessie somewhat suspicious.
ly.
"Never mind" said Bessie; "I'll go
right in; it is very particular"
So the old lady opened the dining
room door, and Bessie walked in.
She had never been in such big room
before in her life, and there, at one end
of large table, with his breakfast before
hun, sat the Deacon all alone.
"GOod morning." SAID Bessie, stand
ing timidly in the doorway, with her
| bonnet in her hand, II have come to see
you"
The deacon looked up greatly surprised,
and then ne laughed as he had laughed
| the day before, short, queer laugh.
"Does the Sunday-school tell you to
do this too2'' he asked.
| 'No," said Bessie, thinking how she
should bring in "her apologize
swell, come in, child, come in" he
said impatiently, "and sit down."
Bessie came in, and taking one of the
big chairs opposite the deacon watched
him fill plate with good things.
"Do you eat your dinner as we'll as
your breakfast all alone2'' she asked al
last. Haven't you any little girls mol
boys-not onea"
ssNot one"
eff had known that" she went on,
looking at him wistfully,' II would have
brought my breakfast in pail and eaten
it with you"
Suppose you try this" said the deacon
handing her the plate he had filled.
Bessie wasn't hungry, but she though
it would be impolite to refuse, so she
took it, and she and the deacon ate theil
breakfast together, she at the head of the
table and he at the foot.
Il am very sorry you are all Alone
began Bessie after a moments silence
"Wouldn't you like little girl like me9'
sand what good do little girls like
you dot" asked the deacon.
"Oh! none at all, said Bessie; .only il
you had one she could love you lots"
! $50 she could" said the deacon, with
something of q sigh, and after that he lei
Bessie do all the talking until the old