Ashtabula weekly telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1880-1886, 1880-03-05
A STORY or MISTAKES.

auu' unless YOU pay close attention, you
will forget which Is Evelyn and which
is the other girl, and why Il was that
Mrs. Stimpcett thought her boy Moses
had broken his leg. / mean, II course,
Mrs. Stimpcett, of the village Of Gilead.
Mrs. Stimpcetts summer boarder,
Mr.. st. Clair, was forgetful. He liked
well to gaze at a brook, a pond. the
clouds, the blue sky, the fiowery fields,
and often he forgot to stop doing so,
and kept on gazing when Il was meal
time, or bedtime, or some other time.
Mrs. Stimpcett took also another
summer bOarder, a rich lady Of the
name Of Odell. Mrs. Odell was tall, and
slim, and pale, and in her cap, Just
above her forehead, was set in a row
three pink muslin roses. Mrs. Odell
was silly enough to be proud of be-
ing rich, and stingy enough to like to
save her own money at other peoples
expense.
Mrs. Odell had a 5ix-year-old niece
named Evelyn, a pale, delicate little
girl, who lived in the city, and this
Evelyn was coming to Gilead to visit
her Aunt Odell. She was coming in
the cars TO Mill Village in care Of the
conductor, and her Aunt Odell was TO
send a carriage to the station TO fetch
her to Gilead. If the carriage was
not there when the cars arrived, she
was to stay with the statiOn-man till it
should arrive. trust my story is plain
thus far.
It happened that Mr.. Stimpcett was
going to Mill Village that same day, to
get some corn ground, and Mrs. Odell.
though it would take him very far out Of
his way, asked him to go round by the
station and get Evelyn. This would
save hiring a carriage.
Now Mr.. st. Clair thought it would
be pleasant thing to go to mill, and
asked if he might go in the place Of
Mr.. Stimpcett. Mr.. Stimpcett, said,
"Oh yes, If you will be sure to bring
back the meal" So Mr.. St. Clair
went to mill, and Moses Stimpcett, a
boy about nine years old, went with
him, for the sake Of the ride, and to see
his Aunt Debby, who lived not far from
the mill.
They set of soon after the hour of
noon. Moses wore his ZOuave cap and
his secOnd-best summer clothes, and
Mr.. St. Clair wore black alpaca coat,
blue neck-tie tied in bow, a broad
brimmed straw hat, white vest and
white trousers. Moses drove the horse
and they reached the mill without acci-
dent. While the miller was taking in
the corn Moses bought a roll of lOz-
enges at a store near by, and as he
came out with them a man passed that
way, leading a small but valuable dog.
Said this man to Moses, @ wish you
would hold my dog while step into the
mill;'' and Moses took the string.
Mr.. st. Clair hitched his horse little
way from the mill, and then said to
Moses, when the man takes his dog,
you can go to your Aunt Debby's.
will call for you there after have been
to the station and got the little girl :"
Mr.. st. Clair then walked up the bank
of the stream to see the waters flow.
Moses led the dog along to the mill
and leaned against the building awhile;
then sat down on barrel. Soon the
barrel began to move. The reason OF
this was that it stood on an elevator.
Moses had not noticed that the barrel
stood on an elevator. First he won
dered what the matter was, and second,
he thought he would jump; but by that
time the barrel was quite way off the
ground, and, besides, he was troubled
by holding the string of the dog and
the lOzenges. The barrel rose higher
and higher, and when the little dog
found himself swinging in the air he
kicked and yelped, and jerked the
string so that Moses was obliged to let
it go, and also to drop the lOzenges, fol
he had to grasp the barrel with both
hands. The dog fell and broke one OF
his legs. Please remember thai it wa;
the dog, and not Moses. Moses anC
the barrel were taken in at the third
story, A traveller passing through the
place heard of this elevator accident
and told of it that afternoon at a house
in Gilead. But this person understood
that it was the bog who broke his leg
ga Stimpcett boy" he said, in telling
the news. Mrs. Stimpcett heard of il
be spoken of farther on in lhe story.
Mr.. st. Clair walked far up the bank
of the stream, and when he came back,
the miller told him that his bag of meal
had been put into his cart. He went
out, and seeing a cart with bag Of
meal lying at the bottom, he stepped in
and drove around to the station.
Now this cart which Mr.. st. Clair
took belonged to a man who came from
Cherry Valley. Here, you see, was 8
mistake. But Mr.. st. Clair not only
took the wrong cart, he took the wrone
little girl, as will now be told. HC
drove in haste to the station, knowing
he had staid too long walking up the
bank of the stream. On the platform
of the station sat a rOlly-pOly, chubby
checked little girl. with earpet-bas
and heavy bundle. He asked her
care yOI waiting for some one to CONT
for yOuP" Eyes, sir" she answered
CAN right" said Mr.. ST. Clair; and HI
helped her into the cart. hope yol
understand that this very fleshy chile
was not Evelyn 0dell She was Maggie
BTien. Maggie Brien lived with he
grandmother, not far from the station
Her mother did the cooking in family
two miles away, and she had promised
to send that day for Maggie to CONF
and make her a visit, and Maggie wa
sitting on the platform waiting for the
man to take her.
Mr.. St. Clair took her, and drove
from the station, thinking to 90 to Aunt
Debby's and get Moses, and set off fol
Gileadi but while he was gazing up a
the sky, the hOrse-which you will re
member was not Mr.. Stimpcett's hors,
turned into a road which led to his
own masters house at Cherry Valley
MFR. st. Clair had now the wrong hOrst
and cart, the wrong meal, the wrong
girl and the wrong road. Presently thG
horse trotted up to the door of a farm
house and stopped. Three heads o.
three young maidens popped out o.