The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1879-07-11
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30, Dolly The team is not ready yet. When
papa comes with Tom and Billy in their nice
new harness well 60, but till then, baby, be
quiet" @But when will papa tum wild Tom
and Billy, mammay Addie don't Ike to wait
any onder, her don't"
"But you must wait, Birdie. We cannot 60
without papa and the team, and papa will not
go until he gets everything IN readiness.
Mamma wants her little girl TO learn TO be pa
tent, and wait quietly for an expected plea sure.
An impatient little girl is a very disagreeable
affair"
But mamma, when 90 wath, title dirl, and
wanted to do widin veal bad, wath 90 alluth
patient-alluth mammal" The little slip she
had taken up for work while waiting for the
team was laid uneasiy aside, AID her thoughts
went back TO the time when she was III the
habit of stamping her feet, flirting her little
hands when anything threatened to put of an
expected pleasure, and she said, just AZ 40
many thoughtless mothers say when not in the
mood to be questioned "Don't bother mamma
with questions, Petite" ''Tell Adobe, won't
90, peath, mammaw "Hark / thought heard
papa drive out of the barn just now. Run TO
the window and see, Birdie"
For a moment she forgot that her question
had not been answered, and her golden ringiets
quivered in the sunlight as she ran glee fully to
the window and peered out i'll the direction of
the barn. But no carriage was visible, and
she turned pouting aSay and threw herself
sulienly across mammals lap. Mamma kissed
the golden curls as che stroked them tenderly
back from the full, white brow, and gaZed Into
the beautiful blue eyes she feared had closed
on her forever that dark time when she had
been refused a couch on which to lay her SUI
fering charge. But her own poor, aching arms
had taken the place of the coveted couch, and
the suffering was over at last, and the almost
si5htless eyes were now gazing up at her brim-
full of life and mischief.
'Wath 90 alluth, alluth pathient mammal"
"What a little tease you are, Birdie! NAM
ma would like to see if you have forgotten the
name of that round letter she told you about
yesterday. Can't you run and bring the book,
deary"
9th eth mamma. De wound hole it'll eth
Adde memberth all about it, her doeth. "
Away went the little feet, and, a moment
after, the book went spinning into mamma 3
lap.
what mamma tells you. That round letter
look now-is o. The one that's crooked
like snake is s. Do you see how differently
they are formed? You are not listening now
and your eyes are not on the book at all
Eth, dey be. De wound etter ith eth"
The round letter is q, child. Don't you
see?"
oh, eth; tho it it'll. Oar; thaid 'em both,
deno
Mamma turned away her face and laughed,
for measles" had adopted most comical ex-
preston of countenance as she said this.
DO you think you can tell me now what the
round letter is?" she said, laying the point of
her pen-knife on the one in Question
Eth, mamma, l tell 90. lsh eth it it'll
amt we dom thoon, mammal"
The would-be teacher drew hsr ring from
her finger, and laid il down upon the book.
You see, Birdie, the letter is round. and the
ring Ia round Take them both while mamma
goes to see if papa is most ready 10 90. Now,
remember; the letter that looks like mamma 8
ring is o. When come back from the door.
shall ask you what the round letter is Do you
think that you can remember that the round
letter is OF"
Eth, mamma. De wound 'etter it'll ,co"
The lady stepped out at the open DOOR and
saw that the team WAS harnessed aud ready to
be hitched before the carriage.
"Tum. mamma, et do, ct DO" and the ring
and book went flying across the house, as the
eager feet went pattering away in quest of the
sun-bonnet, that had beeu flung down i'll some
out-of-the-way place.
"Tell me what the round letter is first:"
Wing, mamma, wing Addie wanth to
do widin'. Tum mamma, do tum.'
All aboard" papa shouted at that moment,
and the restless feet were soon ciambering over
the wheels as papa Lifted baby into the carriage.
What a chatter box you are, Dolly" said
papa, as he drew up the reins and prepared 10
guide the horses up the winding mountain pas
sage, for their habitation was situated just at
the base of the foothills that guarded the wild
coast range. What have you learned to-day
Birdie?"
"What the wound etter it'll Mamma ,"
thaid cher tho many timeth ii wath wing
Now, member mamma thaid, de wound
etter it'll wing And Addie did member it,
didn't her, mamma? Oh, thee de pothieth !
thee 'em! Mayn't Addie dit out and dit thome,
papa
fall out :"
The timber was reached, where papa was at
work, and baby and mamma were lifted out
Measles scampered away after some brilliant
blossoms that nodded temptiugly little way
off, dragging her mother after. her in an aban-
)nment of joy.
"Dar now, Addie hath dot enough potheth
Eth do TO theep, mamma"
And the flowers were emptied from the brim-
ming apron into mammals lap, for che had
been watching from her seat close by the busy
hands of her baby as they went III and out
among the beautiful bloom until she wondered
not that the litle eyes were heavy and the
limbs needed rest. Down on the NOISY knoll
beside her Measles threw herself, and in mo-
ment more her golden curls were mingling
with the bloom that lay in her lap.
In the meantime papa's ak was making steady
time upon the fallen timber, which he was
chopping and cording up for use in the days
to come. The birds twittered merrily amoog
bue icdiy DTducHtr, anu tile sOiI DTeeZe purreu
through the green foliage as it kissed the
brow of the weary child and tossed and fut-
tered the curls that lay lightly above the gor-
geous bloom. Just as the blue eyes were clos
ing in slumber, gray squirrel, whose leafy
domain they had invaded, and who had vent
ured to perch himself on limb that had
dropped down nearly to their heads gave out
an impatient bark, dancing aud chattering vio-
lently in his anger Baby was awake on the
instant, and, in her fright, tumbled headlong
into mammals lap amid the bloom she had
plucked Tate me, mamma, tate me-" she
screamed in alright, as she cdddled down in
her arms. 18th il dog. mamma, and will 1T
eat Addie upy" "No, birdie, il is only HARM
less little squirrel" But what math it tho
mad, mamma? On, Addie it'll faid, faid
Els do to papa wight off, wont oog Do, man.
ma, do, do. Tow down de pothieth. Let em
do theep adm. l don't tare." In her haste she
stumbled aud fell headlong, but scrambled up
in twinkliug, and WAS soon resting in papa's
arms, secure in her estimation. "Dar, NAM
ma, she cried from her lofty perch, 900 tan
do bak If 90 want to; de bad dog tan't dit Ad-
die any more. Her way up, up" ORLENA.
CHICAGO, Ill.