Ashtabula weekly telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1880-1886, 1880-04-02

N!esli, talnt no use 70 cry over split
| milky
"ru fetch ye some more tomorrow, !"
said the literal neighbor.
"Yen'ro real good. Miss Jackson,
but I'm more exercised lot about my
bupnit than be about the milk Sary,
look a-herep'
Sarah Just coming in at the door, did
look, and, like Mrs. jackson, felt a
strong desire to smile, but with native
tact controlled It.
why, where on earth did you find
il, Aunt Beulahm
Right under the rocker cushion.
1t must have ben there when Miss
Blake come in that day and set down
there, for remember thinkin' Nanny
must ha' shook that cushion up more'n
usual, it looked so comfortable and
high"
Sf'I don't wonder it's fiat, if Miss
Blake set ont, y giggled Mrs. jackson,
at which Aunt Beulah's face darkened
50 perdeptibly that the good neighbor
took her leave. Comedy to her was
tragedy to the unhappy owner of the
bonnet, and she had the sense Co know
she was alien TO the spirit of the hour,
and 90 home.
but how did it get therep asked
Sarah.
"You tell,' replied Miss Beulah.
"for l can't. j do mistrust Jack.''
"Jack said he hadn't touched it.,
though, and it couldn't get there without
| = Wen, mabbe Jackdon't always say
the thing that is; foolishness is bound
up in the heart of a child, Scripture
says, and l guess he hain't had enough
of the rod o. correction to drive It out
of him yet. He's the behavin' est young
ster ever see, and I'm quite along in
years, if be ,spry.l'- WA.
"pll call him, aunty, and see what
he'll say this time"
"'TwOn't be no use; if he's lied once,
he'll lie twice; Scriptur says the devil
was a liar from the beginnin', and l ex-
pect that means that lyin' is ingram. 1
never knowed it 10 be fairly knocked
out of anybody yet, even when amazin'
grace wrastled with it, But YOU call
Jack, anyhow
SO Jack was called.
He came in, with Janey, flushed,
lovely and dirty, trotting behind him,
and was confronted with the bonnet.
Jack, did you hide itP'
81 hain't touched your old bonnet.
said SO before.n
An idea struck Sarah
"Janey," she said, sharply, did
you put aunty's bonnet under the
"Janey don't member" said the
child, smiling as innOcently az the con-
yentional cherub of art.
Well, you must rememberT" said
Sarah, picking her up from the floor,
and setting her down with emphasis on
the table,
Janey began to cry.
u" Naughty Salah hurt Janeyr' and
the piteous tears coursed down her ROSY
dust-smeaTed cheeks from those big blue
eyes that looked like dew-drowned for
get-me-nOts.
Aunt Beulah could not stand this.
{" You let that baby alone, Sarahl She
don't know enough to be naughty, bless
her dear little soul! There, there, don't
you cry mite more, Janey. Aunty'll
give you ginger-cookey this very
minuteW ...
< And Janey was comforted with kisses
aud smiles and gingerbread, her face
washed, and her curls softly turned on
tender fingers, while Jack, longing for
gingerbread with the preternatural ap-
petite of a growing boy, vas sent off in
disgrace.
q make no doubt you done it, you
little rascal, and lied it out, too. But
don't b'lieve you no more for your
lynn; so don't look for no extries from
me, Fellers like you don't get gin
gerbread nor turnovers, now tell
your r a..r
How Jack hated herl how glad he
was he had spoiled her bonnetl Shall
Idraw a moral here to adorn my talep
No, dear reader; this is not treatise
on education. Miss Beulah was a good
/ woman, and ii she made mistakes, like
the rest Of us, she took the conse-
II quences, as the rest of us do; and the
Consequences of this spoiled bonnet
were not yet ended.
She felt as if she must have q new
one for Sunday. She really did not
know how 10 afford it, for she had
/ lprOmised to help Sarah, and in her eyes
a promise was as sacred as an oath;
aud as for giving up her subscriptions
4 to, home missions, that would be will
/ tul sin. But without bonnet she
| could not go TO meeting, and that was
i n sin, too, So she put on her sun-bon-
net, and, taking the wreck of the
\ Leghorn, carefully concealed in a pa
I per, she set out after tea that same
4 evening for a conference with Miss
I Beers, stopping at the pOst-office as
4 she went along. She found one letter
awaiting her, and knew by the super
scription that it was from second
cousin Of hers in hartford, who had
charge of such money of hers as was
not in the savings bank, or hartford
and Oldbay Railroad stock-a oad pay
ling steady dividends.
"Of all thingsp' said Miss Beers,
lifting up hands and eyes during Miss
Beulah's explanations. "And YOU can't
do nothing with it-never Why, it's
hatter'n q pancake Well, you couldn't
expect nothing else, with Miss Blake
4 on top ont; she d squash baby out as
thin as a tinplate il she happened to
set ont, which do hope she won't.
Seel the Leghorn's all broke up. l told
yOp twas dreadful brittle; and the rib
bin is spoiled entire. You can't never
clean lavender, nor yet satin, it frays
50; and the lace Is all gum; anyway,
that's gone, Might as well chuck the
hull into the fire,''
/ $50 do, Mary Jane, so do. l never
want to set eyes on again. haven't
no patience with that boy now, and the
bufnit riles me to look at. do want
\ to do right by the boy, but it goes
against the grain dreadful. But don't
& I. IN II. l.