The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1879-03-14

s"hal hal no! ho," they boldly bark.
We've got you. silly geese!
Well have for dinner, sure, to-day,
turkey hen apiece"
The turkeys. not so easy caught,
Spread forth their wings to fly!
Just then some huntsmen. with their dogs
And guns. those foxes spy!
Bang, go the guns. The foxes hide.
The turkeys send away!
The grasshoppers stay OH the field,
And snjsh up their play.
Little Sunbeam
Children. / am going to give you little
story that wrote 3once upon a time" when
had charge of the children's department of
monthly magazine. You may call it fairy
story if you choose Perhaps after reading il,
you will try TO be like Sunbeam ray of light,
something cheery-to help make home bright.
There are thousands Of ways to play Sunbeam!
sold Sol" lifted the curtain slowly and gently,
very early in the day, and the little twinkling
stars modestly Withdrew, and were soon lost to
sight overpowered with dazzling brightness
The smoke here and there laziIy curled from
the cold chimneys, and, i'll little while, the
great world was astir, and the quiet of the
morn was broken by the sound of busy feet
treading their way to the business and toll of
warm summer day.
Little Sunbeam yawned, saying sOh, dear !!
what shall do this long. tiresome day."
"Old Sol Z" answered, "There il enough to do,
my child. Look at the dark world beyond;
arouse myself, shake off thy slumbers, make
haste, speed away, and try to make some house
hold happy! You will have many hours for
play before call you home tonight"
"Ah but I'm 80 little, what can dog" said
Sunbeam
DO! Why, try and see. You are 30 bright,
my jewel, that you may accomplish wonders.
So start off, and sold Sol" spread himself, put
on his brightest garb, and all the world re-
joiced.
Away went Sunbeam, skipping and dancing,
and talking to herself! She stopped few
minutes beneath wide-spreading oak, whose
foliage was not 80 dense but that she could
peep through; gazed at the cattle on thous-
and hills, and rested upon the golden curls of
merry shepherd boy, who was watching his
flock of sheep; but Sunbeam did not tarry
long, but tripped lightly away, until she came
near an elegant mansion, with its steps of
marble, beautiful veranias, lovely walks and
velvety lawns.
"A6, ha! !" she soliloquized; this is lovely
magnificent. I'll venture in" And "a she
approached the costly, curtained windows,
sure OF an entrance, II not welcome, a
pettish voice said "Flora, there comes that
sun. close the blinds, drop the curtains; the
carpets will fade and the damask be ruined 4"
The hint was sufficient, for Sunbeam was wise,
though she could not but think il strange that
inmates of such a palatial residence could be
80 rude as to close the shutters in her face
But. bright aud smiling, not at all disheart
ened, she sped on her mission, joined the busy
throng, and rested upon beautiful display
of goods in grand and snowy window; but,
alasi down drops the heavy shade, quickly is
the awning unrolled, and Sunbeam is shut out.
3Oh, dear / am an intruder again; where
now shall l go. Am i really wanted any
where?" Slowly and thoughtfully she trudged
along, sailed upon the waters of q beautiful
stream, climbed its shady banks, wandered
through the forest, peeped here and there and
everywhere-happy. as bird. Suddenly a
lovely cottage met her gaze; over its porch
were trailing vines, about the door bloomed the
choicest fcwers, and beside the steps was a
baby's carriage. See peeped in-no baby there !;
80, on tip-toe, she cautiously looked IL at the
window, which was wide open. Upon the floor
was a lovely babe, strewn about with toys Of
every variety.
Sunbeam lighted upon one and another
corner she played "hide-snd- go-seek. Then sud-
denly, but very gently, she paused to rest on
baby's chubby hand. Baby laughed and
crowed, and Sunbeam capered and danced
Already were they fast friends; no toy pleased
baby 80 we'll, and never was Sunbeam happier.
what is pleasing my little one 500" said
mamma, looking up from her work.
All! / see, a little Sunbeam, 80 beautiful and
bright; but baby was getting sleepy and mamma
took her into her lap, and as Sunbeam with
drew she heard sweet voice singing:
Come again Sunbeam, a welcome you'll find
For friend who is always gentle and kind;
And go to sleep baby-pleasantly dream
or your pretty plaything, the golden Sunbeam.
Our little traveller FASTENED home, for she had
wandered far and the shades of evening were
falling fast 1t would soon be time TO close
| the shutters and draw the curtains and sold Sol'
would be waiting to hear what his little one had
been doing all day.
Now children, If you like this little story
will write you another some day-but / want
you to try and profit by my letters, for l write
them for your good. Try and be Sunbeam
wherever you CO. and SHINE as brightly as pos
sible At home. AUNT Lucy.
The Little Oregonian.
My little friends, l am going to tell you
about my sisters pet baby, who is now goOC
many years older than she was then.
Twenty six we rs ago you remember an
talking to the little folks now the great West
that is now dotted with villages. farm houses
and orchards, and crossed by the tracks of the
iron horses that go screeching and putting over
plains and mountains and gulches, was all
blank wilderness, save as the wild Indians thu
monstrous buffalo. the fleet-footed antelope Oh
the prowling wolf roamed at will through tn,
tall grass and tangled sage brush. For yeal
or two there had been murmur born,
on the signing breeze that sounded very mucl
like the moan that has grown into such huge
cry, sitting down the mountains and through
the valleys from Leadville. We have becom,
quite accustomed to 1t now, but at that time i
sounded weird and wild, that cry of @Gold
Gold! Gold!" Long trains of gold. hunter,
had answered TO the seductive cry, and will
their huge wagons, drawn by oxen, hat
filed away on their long, perilous journey, ant
some were killed by Indians some eaten up b,
wolves, and some persisted by sickness ant
starvation, 30 that when the baby / am going Il
tell you about, accompanied by her papa an,
mamma and auntie, went Flooding ,dsmall,
along with the hundreds of OK teams tina
formed the caravan, little mounds Of Garth la,
along the route where the bones of the dea,
had been buried. Twenty-six years az,
this baby, who was only yea
old when they left Illinois, was carrie,
in mamms's lap over mountains an,
streams for the long, tedious term of six drear,
months 1t was not gold they were after, 8.
they turned from the main trail and proceede,
to the coast of Oregon, while the largest por
ton of fha train want 10 the pnld feds Of % IL