Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1880-03-04
:" Mr.. Furlong,y your sister at Locust Point
hasIheard bsdsnews. and wants to see
you you. imna II,

off to Locust Point. Here he set the
children down, andslpwed Obed,s not
/ quite half a mile head of them, alarge
white building with Ia flagefiying from
the top. .'There,' said he,s 6 your
Aunt Debby, you know, lives next to
that white building. SItis q straight
road. l am sorry to leave you. Keep
out of the way of the horses, and go
directly to her house, Mr.. Furlong
then drove to Locust Point.
! Now, latter the two children had walked
short distance, they came to road
/ which led across the road in which they
were walking, and along this cross-road
were running boys and girls, some bare
foot, some re-headed, some drawing
baby carriages at such a rate that the
babies were nearly thrown out; and all
that these boys and girls would say was,
$ Bakers cart! bakers cart!'' At last
Obed and Orah found out that bakers
cart had upset in coming through the
woods, and had left first-rate things to
eat scattered all about. Our two chill
dren found whole half sheet of ginger
bread, which was not sandy, to speak
of; and as they sat eating it, they looked
through some bushes down hill, and
saw there something which looked like
a molasses cooky. They scrambled
down, the blackberry vines doing dam
age to their clothes, and found two
| ooo1y;ac on1
But before Orah had finished hers she
leaned her head on grassy hummock,
and fell asleep. When she awoke, sad
to relate, they turned the wrong way,
and went farther and farther and far
Their into the woods. After walking a long
time, they came to brook, and stopped
there to drink. They had to lie flat on
the ground, and suck up the water.
Orah took off her shoes and stockings,
because there was sand in them, and
dipped her feet in the brook. Obed
pulled hard j. but he could not pull her
stockings on over her wet feet, and she
had TO carry them and her shoes in her
hand. The woods became thicker as
the children walked on, and the trees
taller. Obed began to cry. "Oh dear!"
he said; I" we are lost! we are lost!"
"Oh, 1 want to see my ma! I, do!
/ Idol" said Orah, and burst out crying.
Crying? -roaring! the man said
who heard it.
| This was a charcoal man who hap
pened along just then, driving an empty
| charcoal cart. He kindly asked them
where they lived, and whittier they were
going. After Obed had told him, he
said to them, You poor little children!
You are dirty and ragged. and you are
a long way from your Aunt Debby's. 1
shall pass near your fathers house, and
would you like to take ride with meP"
Then, as they seemed willing, he helped
them into his cart, dropping them at the
bottom as the safest place. Obed, how
Fever, by putting his toes into knot-holes
and cracks, climbed high enough to put
his head over the top, and Orah found
a loose board which She could shove
aside, and so push her head through
and look up at Obed.
Now, as they were rafting down a
steep hill not a great way from home,
slender young lady started from the
sidewalk, and ran after Them, shouting
and waving her paraso1in the most fran
tic manner. The charcoal man did not
hear her. This frantic and slender
young lady was the young lady who
made for Mr.. St. Clair the smoking cap
done in the Persian pattern slightly min
gled with the Greek, and embroidered,
with the shaded worsteds before men,
toned, mingled with stitches of silk and
beads of silver.
1t is not strange that upon seeing that
smoking-cap, which had cost her so
much time and labor and money, ap-
pearing over the top of a charcoal cart
on the head Of a sooty little boy-it is
not strange, 1 say, that the slender
young lady went to Mr.. st. Clair and
asked what it all meant. She found Mr..
st. Clair sitting upon the doorstep,
watching the sunset sky. Mr.. St. Clair
declared that he had spent the whole
day in looking for the smoking cap, and
that it must have been stolen. Mr.. and
Mrs. Stimpcett came out, and said they
had been looking for the cap all day,
and had felt badly on account of its
loss. At this moment, grandma, who
was confined to her room with rheuma-
tism, called down from chamber Win
dow that. there were two little beggar
children coming round the barn-col-
ored children, she thought.
"Why.'' criedthe slender young lady,
"that's the very boy!"
Mr.. St. Clair rushed out to the barn,
Just as he left the doorstep who should
drive up to the gate and come in but
Mrs. Polly Slater. 81 have been to the
mill" said she, "and l came home by
this road, thinking you would like to
hear from Debbvs' q s. & s.