The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1879-02-06

were sugar pies, and the plum-pudding
was made of sugar plums.
At last David didn't want any more,
and the Sugar Bowl smiled and helped
him down. The lovely lady nodded to
the Spoons, and they all went out with
him.
eNow well go down to the creek"
said they, and ran on ahead, and David
followed slowly. Common people call
this Molasses creek" said they, as they
came up to it, but we call it Golden
Sirup"
Sirup? That's your aunt's name,
isn't it?' asked David, throwing him
self on the ground
eyes. Maple Sirup. They are re-
lated in some way, believe" replied
large Spoon. Would you not like to
taste this? 1t is very NIGEL" and she
helped him to drink.
And then he lay down on the grass,
and the Spoons laid themselves down
beside him, and they all went to sleep.
By and by, when they walked up, Da-
vid drew long, deep breath, and said:
II wish had sour applet"
cob! we must go to the orchard"
said little Spoon, jumping up, as if
she had just thought of it. "Come!"
and David was glad to go, but when
they reached the orchard there was
nothing on the trees but honey-sweets
and sugar-plums.
ooh, [ wish had sour apple! I
wish had sour applet" cried David,
as they went toward the house.
whats the matter?" asked the Su-
gar Bowl, looking out Of the window.
"David's hungry"
"Let him come into the house, them"
So he went in.
The Sugar Bowl sent one of his SER
wants with slices of bread. David bit
one and laid it down.
ct don't want any sugar ON it, said
he.
very well!' and the servant took it
away.
Then the Sugar Bowl came himself
with such beautiful slice, it was light
and white, but when David bit it he
found it soft sugar all the way through.
"That or nothing" said the Sugar
Bowl, sternly, as he laid it down, and
David was very miserable.
"How fnnnyw said one of the Spoons
on the table, where they had perched
themselves in row, Il thought he liked
sugar"
Il thought so, too. I've begged it of
the Sugar Bowl for him many time"
II guess he's tired of us and means to
cut u.s." said third. AFTER all we've
done for him, tool"
Soyou don't like sugar, Ell? You're
mighty particular, aren't you? said the
biggest Of the spoons. I" Let's drown
him in the creek"
Oh-h-h!oo, 90, DOT" groaned David,
looking at them piteously, but they only
| made faces i'm return.
He ought to have his sweet tooth
pulled OUT he ought" said voice be-
hind him.
| David turned, and saw tell, lank
sharp-faced boy, with something in bis
hand.
Who are your" said David, family
I'm the Doctors Boy, and I'm the
one to pull your tooth out"
you WON'T you shant! you shan't
cried David, clapping his hands over hi
mouth, and he thought the Sugar Bow
must have sent him, the mean, ole
Sugar Bowl
The Doctors Boy pulled his hands
down from his face. Who'll hold these
for for me?" said he, looking round.
| W. -~,yTf3 oa,toI Tho Nox,H;ro r1oC
to avenge their many Sights, and the.
fiirted off the table and twisted them
selves so tightly around his hands tina
he could not get them apart.
Who'll hold his head back?" sait
the Doctors Boy, taking out his forceps
And nobody answered, for David wa
struggling in his chair, and the Napkin
were having hard time.
Who'll hold his head back?" aske'
he again, opening and shutting his for
} ceps quickly.
"I'll try. I'm used to holding things,
said great Iron Hook. in the wall, anC
, catching hold of David's thick curls, h
ierked his head back.
, "Open your mouth" said the Doc
} tors Boy.
David shut it tight.
"Open your mouth" said he agail
5 rapping him on the head.
David opened it TO scream, and tn
Doctors Boy thrust in the forceps, an
; began to pull, and to pull, and to pull
nntil he grew red in the face, and the
> out came the tooth; and David groane
Y when he saw it, for it was big as all tt
rest of his teeth put together. Then Il
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!. down his cheeks, and down ON the pi
: low, and walked him up.
Y "O-h-h-oo-oo-ow-ow-ow~ he groane
e as he turned over in bed.
The next morning when his moth
spread his bread for him she stopped
, put sugar on it.
8 T don't want any sugar on it, " sa
4 David.
= Not want any sugar on his brea
a Not want any sugar on hts bread! n
e want any sugar on his bread! Al
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