Connecticut western news., 1879-07-16

A~~>~ $SA~~ tucked her doll closer under her other arm and was ready, and Isaac gallantly led her along to the wharf; along which at that moment people with picnic baskets were Hooking on board of a steamer.
 "Au aboard for Muskadee Island P cried a man with bell, and Isaac helped Trot across the plank.
 "Who pays for you; where's your folks p yelled another man, who was taking tickets.
 Isaac pointed towards the point at which the roof of his house was visible.
 The man fancied that he had indicated fat lady with basket, and said:
 "All right"
 And Isaac instantly dragged Trot into the thick of the crowd, and in five min utes more the boat had left the wharf, and Trot and Isanc were on their way to the romantic island of the boys dreams.
 The sail was delightful.
 Trot was amused by the sight of the people, the sparkling water, the danc- ing boat upon it.
 Isaac was delighted.
 About noon the Muskadee Island was reached.
 The crowd hurried on shore and Trot was instantly conveyed by Isaac to green spot, where the two sat down to- gether, quite happy family, with the doll between them.
 "Isn't this nice ?" asked Isaac.
 "Yes." said Trot "I want my din ner."
 Isaac at once produced the bread and butter and the pears and they feasted.
 After this Trot fell asleep. Isaac took off his jacket and put it under her head.
 Then he threw stones into the water for long while and finally lay down upon the grass and fell asleep also.
 He was awakened by piercing shrieks from Trot and started up in terror.
 The sun was setting. The steamboat was not to be seen; no more people were eating and drinking on the grass :; there was neither dancing nor singing.
 The picnic party had sailed away. Isaac was alone with his Trot upon beautiful island, but somehow his bliss was not as great as he had imagined that it would be. And how Trot cried.
 "I-I-I want my mamma LII want my mammav' shrieked Trot. "Take ne home to my-my mamma"
 "Don't you want to stay with me, Trot?" asked Isaac, piteously,
 "I want my mamma ! I want my papal I want my supper l" shrieked Trot.
 Isaac was in despair, but he bethought him of the picnic ground, and there gathered up the relics of the feast-bits of sponge-cake, scraps of cold chicken, and cakes.
 He spread them before Trot. The child was hungry; the food quieted her for awhile; but the two made short work of it, and the tears fell again, and the cries began again; and now Trot wanted not only her mamma and her papa, but her gramma and her baby brother, while Isaac began to feel that after all Trot was not such good com pany as brother Benny and cousin Moses, and to remember that at this hour the fish were frying for supper in the home kitchen.
 If the boat had been still at the island Isaac would instantly have conveyed Trot aboard but there was no way of leaving the place.
 He now remembered that provisions were necessary for the support of life, that beds were comfortable, that he could buy nothing for his shilling.
 He wandered desolately about the shore, and saw nothing but the welter- ing waste of waters.
 It was growing dark and a great, black cloud was approaching. He felt some drops upon his hand.
 "Trot," he cried, come under the trees."
 But no Trot answered. The child was not there. Vainly Isaac rushed about, calling her by name. He could not find her. Where was she? Lost in the bushes :? Drowned in the water
 "Trot, Trot, Trot '" he shrieked, but all in yam.
 It grew perfectly dark, and thunder began to rumble and lightning to flash. Then the rain beat down. |
 "Trot, Trot, Trot p shrieked Isaac, in despair.
 For hours he roamed about, striking against trees in the dark, tripping stumbling, wet to the skin.
 At last, Isaac," cried horrible voice
 He looked up. A tall, black thing stood before him. Isaac felt sure tha it was the ghost that haunted the islant and fell upon his face in the mud.
 Meanwhile Mrs. Jones had missed Irot and Mrs. Jacobs had begun to won der where Isaac was.
 The two mothers compared notes. search was begun. At sunset the re spective members of the two familie and all their friends and relations wer securing the country or having hysteric at home.
 Rumors of all sorts were afoai They were drowned -murdered-carrie away. It appeared to both mother 5 most likely that people who were enviou of such cherubs, had been lying in wal for their offspring for days. The inhabitants of the village wer rather pleased at the thought of a ret l tragedy. The guardians of the la 8 advised the shrieking mothers "to kee