Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-06-13

Ou, WHdt rdting the poor cnllu got!
Just think of it! Four highly acouiline
women scolding at once.
"HOw can you expect the child to have
any prideg" demanded Mrs. Thrush of
her husband, who hadn't said word on
that subject or any other, but was pa
tiently waiting for the storm to blow
over and tea served. 81 wish with all
my heart ysur ancestor lad been in his
grave before he handed down that nose
to daughter of mlne."
"You silly goose, will you never have
any senses" asked Bella of Peg.
''I've good mind to shake YOU" threat
ened Aurelia.
~ will shake you!' said Amanda, who
had the worst temper of the lot. And she
did.
And Cinderella went sobbing to bed
that night, wishing that Captain Spark
man had gone somewhere else for drink
Of water, at the same time that that gen.
tleman was sitting with his feet on the
window-sill in the smoklng-room gazing
at the moon, and saying to himself,
what dear, jolly little girl! Eyes and
mouth lovely, and such bewitching,
saucy, little nose! No dress to wear?
Wish / could give her dozen.''
The next morning, at the breakfast
table, you may be sure the three new
corners to Laureltown were well dis
cussed.
''The captain is my favorite," said Au-
relia. II suppose father just dragged him
in yesterday
sMr. Onion is m1ne,'; said Amanda.
"You're welcome to them both"
proclaimed Bella. ''Giye me the hand
some artist
Such hair, such figure, said Aurelia.
''Such violet-blu eyes, such glorious
mustache, and such loves of hands, !" said
Bella.
"And we must go tor wild flowers
going for wild flowers admitted of stroll
ing in many directions in Laureltown-
"this morning before the sun is high,
the dlning-room vases are empty" said
all three together. $50, Peg, bring our
walking shoes and hats, and be quick
about it."
"And, Peg" added Amanda, ''have
lunch ready at one, and set the table with
the best china. We may meet one of the
gentlemen, and bring him home with
u.s."
"And make custards and sponge-cake,"
said Bella.
"And see that the bread and ham are
cutEery thin," commanded Aurelia.
And away they went, Peg looking af-
ter them again, but this time with no
longing in her eyes, until they disap-
peared at the turn which led past Lilac
House, when she flew to the kitchen,
made the custard and sponge-cakt,, and
then donned her scoop hat, and cum
ming white apron with bib and pink
pockets, and taking Fife by the hand,
away they went for wild fowers-"The
girls will never remember them,'' said
Peg-buu not in the same direction the
aquilines had taken, oh, no, but along
shady lane that led to the foot of hill
where grew many fragrant, lovely bios
SONS at their own sweet wills.
Peg and the baby danceo gayIy on till
the place of destination was reached and
a world of floral wealth lay before them.
Up the hill they toiled, and stopping
midway to gather some tall, brilliant red
flowers that grew in their path, the very
first stem baby took hold and pulled at
broke off with jerk in her tiny hand,
and away she rolled down the hill until
she rolled into pair of arms outstretch-
ed to receive her.
''Piease ma'am, here's your BABY
said the owner of those arms, demurely
raising pair of violet-blue eyes to Pegs
white face as he placed the child beside
her.
'How can thank you?" said Peg, in
trembling voice, "Dut for you Effie
might have been killed"
81 know of no better way than coming
down into the road at once'- twlrling
the long golden mustache-'and then my
mind would be relieved about Effie. Al
though if you say so I'll stand at the bot
tom of the hill with pleasure until you
are ready to descend, so as to be on hand
to rescue her should she tumble again"
81 think I'll 60 down." said Peg, the
color coming back to her cheeks.
He held out his hand to assist her. It
was the most beautiful hand she had ev-
er seen; long taper fingers, exquisitely
oh@PSo 1OOf holAo, o1Cn0Cl W41ol3 tuO yet,
withal a certain something about it that
betokened strength, and redeemed it from
the charge of feminin1ty.
81 can take care of myself, thank you,
Mr.. Thorne," said Peg.
''Mr. Thorne," repeated he, show did
you know I was Mr.. Thorne?"
'sBy your eyes, your mustache, and
your hands," said frank young Peg.
Thorne smiled, and looked at her earn
estly. "And youg'
"I'm Margaret Thrush, whose sisters
you met at Mrs. Sparkman's yesterday"
"You do not look bit like them
II do not said Peg, with sigh.
And they strolled along together, talk
ing pleasantly, until Peg was half way
home, and then he begged her--oh sly
Arthur ThorneL Ito rest awhile, and let
him take sketch of the baby. sPlease
sit down on that bank, Miss Thrush, and
hold her upon your lap he suggested.
II think she will remain quieter that
way"
And the sketch was made. Peg on the
bank leaning against the trunk of an old
tree. her bright face glowing with purity
and mirth, surrounded by rough breeze
tossed brown curls, peeping archly from
under the scoop; and little Effiie, with