Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1879-11-28

tors. Let your majesty decided Come here
sir, and stand up for reviewn
Harry was iubilant. While he would hav
to follow the beaten path, the dog could TAX
advantqgeof every wind-swept lodge and foot
hold. He could carry a message 10 the vii
layers below; and with Harry's game poucl
about his neck, could bring food enough h
last for days-plenty, at least, Tor the presen
need.
"Oould YOU make him underestimate
Make him underestimate regeated Harry
DO you her hear, old felowl She wants b
know. But look here.N
Drawing the table TO the window, he put
chair upon It, and at the command The dos
sprang up.
" Hector, the village is down there. No
you can't see It now, because the snow 4
| blowing again; SO you needn't try. But tn,
village is there, Isn't It old boyl"
! Hector eneezed.
| IAN right Now, you're TO go-wait
minute-to go down there, and come bach
again. You understand Come back again.
Harry went to the cupboard, and, taking
bit OF bread, he held It before the dogs nose
Ihisis What your to bring home, you see
He took the bread, put it in the pouch, toob
1t out again, placed it back in the cupboard
! and the lesson was learned. Around the dogs
| neck they strapped the pouch, and In IL they
sent the message for assistance. An anony-
nous message It was, for little money would
lu9 ~ ibi hhu AbblS hlOub1 was JUN WHdt
| they had.
Truly, It was a sad parting. They watched
the dog FOUNDER the drifts, across the clear
ing; saw him get foothold on the ledge by
the great pine tree. and spring out of sight.
AS the night fell, they saw the clouds drift
away and the moon come up, and the hills
were bright with the light.
"'Glve us this day our daily bread.' Do
you never doubt, little mother"
Never for an instant,h
NJ, Il,
dreams.n
PART lin THE vALLgY.
"O! papa, 10 you think It 10 going b.
sno"' Bessie locked appealing into her
sather's face.
"suppose, Puss, that should say 'yes.'n
"Ol then I'd give you almost all my can
dyn holding up what once might have been
candy, but what now looked very sticky lit
tie hand.
"And If l should say nopn
"Then," said Bessie, "it does seem to me
as II could never speak to you again"
Papa went to the window. Outside II was
nearly darki but he could see easily enough
that 1t was going to snow, and pretty soon,
"plI take the candy" said papa; "for 1 say
Bessie climbed upon her papa's knee and,
putting her head on her papa's arm she said
Papa, want to ask you favor, but it's
such pig one Pm afraid you'll Just say mo-
the first thing.n
"Do es mamma know what Il II all aboutsn
"Ql yes, sir. She knows, truly and honest
ly. Don't YOU, mamma!n
Mamma only smiled, and think there was
some other reason than just because she was
ecnLting stitches that she didn't say any
thing.
"Well, papa, you know-you know-day
after tomorrow will be Thanksgiving; and
and Joe, he says he is going to take his skates
to bed, and want to know, now please, papa,
II can take Clear the Track to bed with me
this nightm
Papa looked perfectly astonished.
"Dsy after tomorrow will be Thanksglv-
ing; and-you want to take Clear the Track
to bed with you tonight, just because it is to
mo-" said Bessie, "isn't that; but don't
you know Thanksgiving is one good thing and
Clear the Track is another, and when two
good things come together, it's ever so much
more fun than just only one, you see.n
Now, what do you think9 "Clear the
Track" wasn't a doll, or a pussy cat, or a
steam-engine; but If you'll believe me, it was
nothing more nor less than a new sled, with |
a cushioned seat and two long swans necks |
curling up in front. Now you wonder, ] sup |
pose, that papa opened his eyes SO wide when |
Bessy wanted to take " CleaI the Track" to bed |
with her.
"Why don't you say something, mammal" |
-
IN all your life saw such good little girl as |
vas when pounded my finger you know-or |
For once, however, Bessie's ally failed her.
' But tell YOU what, Puss," said papa. |
y You shall tie Clear the Track to the bed |
post, and Pm sure he'll not get away before |
Of course with both papa and mamma |
against her, Bessie had to give up; although |
she told Joe afterward that she could just as
well have slept between the runners as not.
AS bed time drew near Joe and Bessie never |
felt less sleepy in their lives. Joe had been |
caught with his skates buckled on, walking
over the dintng-roOm floor, 81 ust to try his |
ankles he said (elthough / don't see why he |
should have been 30 happy, when the snow |
that was coming would surely spoil his fun) ; |
and Bessie sat on CLEAR the Track all the |
evening telling her largest doll the greatest |
stories of what was going to happen on the |
morrow. 1t was nine o'clock. Joe was sound |
asleep with his skates under the pillow; and |
Bessie with "Clear the Trackn tied tight to |
the trundle-bed, still clasping in her plump |
little hand the iron neck of one of the swans, |
was dreaming of coast so long that 1t looked |
1t that time as If it would last until morning.
At ten o'clock there was wind and cold |
but still no snow; and the little vii
age went to bed-the children to dream of |
skates and sleds, and the older ones to won
Ter where the money was coming from to buy |
hem.
But the next morningl There was no doubt |
bout it then, for the snow was whirllng past
he windows at tremendous rate.
"What do you think about school, to-day,
mother !" asked papa.
Breakfast had been eaten and the clock
lands were slowly moving around toward
tarting time.
" No school to-day, think" said mamma.
boxing out at the drifting snow and the lead
n sky overhead.
"Ol mamma" and Bessie sat down on
Clear the Track and came very near crying.
~ was going to drag Bessie all the way to
chool, and all the way home again." said Joe,
nth very deep groan; "and now you've
poilt 1t ALL" And he put his head against
he mantel-piece and wouldn't be comforted.
" 1t doesn't seem to me,' said papa, "as If
'e would have heavy storm at this time
My the 9th of November. Don't you think,
DO, mamma, that the clouds look light over
herem
Bessie was on the window seat in moment.
" "Poohp' she said, with verv wise look.
There's blue sky enough to make a Dutch
lan's jacket"
"Whereln asked mamma.
Bessie looked again.
"Well, don't see it now; but it's there,
"Will you promise to come home at noon If
he snow keeps oni"
"Ol yes" they promised over and over
gain, and Joe, Bessie and " Clear the Track"
tIt soon Iedu1 10 bLhfJ.
keep in the road Don't 90 across the
elds!n called mamma out of the window.
Two kisses were thrown back with the an
wer; " All right Good-bye,n
The school house was long distance away;
Or, as the village wasn't rich enough to have
school all to itself, the next village had
oined with them in supporting one, which
'as built half way, and the children had near
7 mile TO walk.
"ol why did let those children goa" said
mamma to herself, the minute they were out
4 the yard. The little brightness all disap-
eared from the sky, and the wind whistled
round the house, rafting the blinds and
lhirling the snow this way and that into every
reviee and corner IL could find.
"Why did do III" she repeated hundred
lines that morning, as the hours went on and
he storm went sweeping by. At eleven
1clock she could stand 1t no longer. Calling
ane, the maid, she told her 10 90 at once TO
he store and tell her master to send for Bes-
lie and Joe without delay.
1t took poor Jane five minutes just to go
rom the side door to the gate, and half an
lour TO reach the store. The drifts across the
Dad ran from fence IN fence and avan tho |