The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1879-08-20
POLLY.
CHAPTER /.

"Dick! you are the most provoking
boy in the world! You've got no re-
spect for your sisters or anything on this
earth. Give me my letter this instant,
siri | would not have such work man.
aging you, my young man, If mann ma
had only left your hair long enough to
pull"
Dick, rejoicing in very close crop.
lodges under her arm as Polly makes a
grab ut his hristly head.
With a "Don't you wish you coulH
get ftp" and delighted cackle Mt her
grasping handful of empty air instead
of his auburn locks, he makes his es-
cape, lodging the letter with a skillfu,
twitch on high bracket which holds a
bust of Dickens.
The boys in the Lyons family had
come mostly girls; in fact, Dick repre-
sented the single male Oif-shoot, and,
like the bad little boy of the newspapers,
he wouldn't for any money have risked
being. born again for fear of coming a
girl next time. =
Joy go with youl Good riddance to
bad rubbish" is Poly's parting salute.
and she proceeds to fish out from behind
the plaster-o, Paris coat-sleeve Of Mr..
Dickens the apple of discord. And her
color, which had risen unbecomingly dur
ing the scuille with Dick, tones down
as she reads it,
Supposing job had received kind
letter of invitation from one Of his moth
er's kind friends--for the first time, too
don't you think it would have riled
even him, for brown, smudgy paw,
sticky with m0lasses, to have seized it,
ierkingit out Of his hands. when he was
in the midst of opening II, without so
much as "'by your leave" and toss it up
to the ceiling?
The subject of this visit had been
broached before; now comes the letter
bringing matters 10 n focus.
Not only putting in the peg, but
driving it home" says Kitty.
Actually names the time for you to
come, "remarks Patsy; land that is more
tlrA most city folks do. They will
come and spend weeks with their coun-
try friends in July, and then tell one to
be sure to cali when one goes to the city.
Think of how Mrs. Aytoun treated the
Dodson's, Kitty"
up your trunk and start, Polly" says
Mrs. Lyons, innocently.
." Mercy on us, mamma! But pack
my trunk and start! Unless / get in
myself | don't see what there'll be tS
pack it with. If depend on my alpaca
and blue poplin, I'll be leaning on a
broken reed, | am sure; and can toss
nay few things in, and then therell be
room enough in the trunk for Tootems
and Dot t play hide-and-seek.
e "Come, now, Polly, am sure you look
nicely in your things. Ever so much
nicer than the Dodson girls, who spend
so much"
1t is one of Mrs. Lyons firm articles of
belief that her girls look "nicer" than
all other girls at all times. II. fact, that
as far rs her girls are concerned, there is
nothing for heart to desire.
"And actually" cries Polly, "if had
my hands stuffed with money at this
moment wouldn't know what to get or
how to make it. That comes of living
in the country on, the road to nowhere;
If were papa I'd move tomorrow and
not hide my talents under IA napkin"
Tut, tut, Polly! Don't quote Scrip
ture in fret" says Dick. Always
keep your temper, my child"
Mamma, will you please to make
Dick behavem seeing that he lodged all
her efforts to box his ears.
Richard, my son!"
ooh, you'll scrape through" says
Kitty, taking up the thread of discourse
where it was broken by the skirmish
with Dick. "We'll all help you out"
Dot, who was number four, and
always dressed in the others old clothes,
gave up on the spot all right and title
to any and everything new that she
might, could, would or should have that
winter.
The family conclave was not broken
up till far into the night. Certain trips
to the neighboring town were planned
and taken, and many demands made
upon the family purse.
But at last Polly's trunk was packed
actually packed-with "good clothes, "
and there was nothing more to be done.
. 1t was in quite Il gushing state of mind
that Polly bundles herself up in big