Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1879-03-20

Mrs. Bessie's baby was in dreadful pair.
For bang she went upon the hoor;then
up into the air she jumped. Down
she came again upon the top of pack
inl box; and up once more against the
rafters, screaming 'MeH! new! mewp
In an agonized tone, such as they had
never heard before.
when at length she hit the top step
of the stairs, and went tbump-it-a-bump
down to the bottom, they both ran sf-
ter her; Bessie crying rs loud as she
could cry and Tom l)Okii g very pale
and frightened.
BY the time they reached the hall
below the noise brought their mother
from the pile Of stockings she was
darniDg.
What on earth is the matters? she
cried. Then, seeing Kitty's plight, she
added: Now, children. what in the
Game of sense have you been dOing?'
Bessie hid her face in her mothers
dress skirt and sobbed: while Tom
backed into corner, hung his head
and put his finger in his mouth, for he
Degan to feel be had done something
very wrong.
when his mother repeated the ques-
ton, he answered, in very low voice:
why, nothing, 'cept Kitty was Bes-
sie's baby, and had sore eyes, and we
put some eyewater in to cure Them
"Eyewater in what? asked the
father, who had just joined them.
''Oh! you wicked childreDp he add
ed, catching Kitty by the back of the
neck at the same instant and running
down stairs with her.
srhe children ran after him as fast as
they could tear; but e!,tr tir'H got 10
the wnodshed ii wns only to see KIIiy's
pretty head laid upon wooden block,
chopped off with an axe, and roll down
among the chips and sawdust.
Now, said their father, let's go
and see what you put in the cats eyes
| up all the stairs they went again;
but before they re ched the garret they
all shifted strong Odor.
"Turpentine, as sure as liven said
the father.
There, sure enough, was the broken
bottle and pool uf watery liquid on
the floor.
Nov, children, you might as well
have put coal OF fire into each OF Kit
ty's eyes az that STUFF
"WelI, we did not know pleaded
Tom.
.'No, suppose you did not and the
lfather's voice was kinder. But re-
member he went on, the eye Is g
very sensitive organ-I mean its very
tender; and you must never, if posi-
BILE, allow anything to get into the eye
of any living creature. Come to my
Office this evening, and 1 will explain
ITO you about the eye.'
J The children now went very sorrow
fully to bury their lost friend. They
dug a grave under the apple tree at the
bottom of the garden, which was al
ways afterwards called 'Kitty's Apple
tree.'
The evening after their father had
, Explained how and why it was so very
painful to touch the inside of the eye
they felt quite grief-stricken. Indeed
Tom laid awake nearly five minutes
longer than usual, thinking about it;
and Bessie declared she had terrible
dreams of pussy's sufferings all night.
"And they did not 10 so any more?
eagerly queried Little Pet.
No, never, never again! said Grand
f mother.
''Did they ask God to forgive them
that night?' asked Julia.
Il fear not, my dear. You know
Bessie was hot converted then and no
body there knew about God.'
''Sure enough. The stories about
that village are 30 different from the
way we live, always forget IL wa:
about you. Aunt Bessie, and Uncle
Tom. hope you have plenty more
stories left in your head, Grandmoth'
err
Plenty, my DEAR
Il By this time the big folks came In
with their books and fancy-work, the
older children had to go into the next
room to study their lessons, 80 Little
Pet puckered up her tiny lips to give
them kiss all round, and went off to
bed. just as happy as good little girl
ought to be.-Independent.