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

Poor little Earnest had been sent to
bed without his supper, owing to the
fault of some bad cherries who had
laughed at him with their yellow
and red faces when he ran near the tree
while playing hide and seek with his sis
ter in the garden. he knew that his IA
ther had forbidden his picking any fruit,
and especially mentioned the young cher
ry tree which at last proved too tempting.
It happened that it was low tree and
the boughs hung within reach of his arm.
Little Earnest stood on tip-toe and took
hold of branch, but, oh dear! as he was
putting cherry into his mouth, he lost
his balance and fell, pulling the whole
bow dowl with him. And very unlucki-
ly the old gardener made his appearance
at the same time, and found the little
sinner with the branch in his hand.
Earnest's naughty act was told to his
father, who decided that he should re-
tire to his little white bed with an empty
stomach, which he did, and thought
about the supper he had lost.
His sisters had gone to sleep sometime
before, after having supped on nice
custard thick with sugar and cream, and
which Ernest had longed for all day, and
now he lay in bed as hungry as hawk.
F. After having played all the afternoon
at hide and seek, blind mans buff, and
at other games in the open air, his stom-
ach had right to murmur when notn-
ing was given him.
Suddenly the little fellow remembered
that his mother often forgot to remove
the key of the pantry, and if such hap
pened to be the case to-day he soon
would find something to satisfy his hun
ger.
No sooner thought of than done. Err
nest got Up very quietly and moved on
tip-toe from his room and through the
house to the pantry. The key was in
the lock and quickly turning it, he opened
the door, passed through it and stepped
into the dark pantry. Just little streak
of moonshine penetrated the small win
dow, and Ernest found what he wanted,
only after considerable trouble. Exact
lY where the moon shone in there stood
large sugar loaf, in It's blue cloak, and
by its side lay piece of bacon. On a
shelf opposite stood vinegar bottle and
box of candles, and behind the door
was an old broom which had not see SER
vice for many day.
Earnest had often been with his moth
er to the pantry. When he had been
very good, she would fill his pocket with
prunes, raisins and almonds, which be
always shared with his sisters. The room
always seemed to him then very nice and
pretty and he often wished to remain
there for hours at time. But now he
was of different opinion, because he had
guilty consciencesand it was the mid
die of the night.
He did not now look around for the
dainties which he liked so much, but
hastily snatched from the nearest plate a
couple of buns and attempted to retrace
his steps. But oh dear the door had shut
itself behind him and the catch had
caught and Earnest found himself pris-
oner in the pantry.
He endeavored to open the door, but in
vain. The sweat stood in large drops on
his brow, and his little hands trembled
from fear. Prisoner he was and prisoner
he must remain.
He sat down on the floor and began to
weep bitterly. Four mice came out OF
their holes in the corner and looked al
him with their eyes sparkling and
at last the biggest and boldest Of
them ran around the buns which had fall.
en- from Earnest's hand and rapidly nib.
bled pieces from them. Earnest was much
frightened at the little animals, but more
so at the punishment which surely await
ed him, therefore he dared not cry out
He sat quite still and wept. Then he
thought how much nicer it would be to
be in his warm bed with an empty stom-
ach, than to be right here in the middle
of eatables which he dared not taste. He
suddenly felt remorse at his bad conduct
and make resolution to tell his parents
everything the next morning, and to re-
ceive his punishment meekly. Then he
closed his eyes and was soon asleep.
On waking it seemed very light all
around and the pantry looked quite diff
ferent; all the candles had come out OF
the box and arranged themselves along
the shelves, where they were brightly
burning. The sugar-loaf and vinegar
bottle, the piece OF bacon and everything
else had come to life, and all were talk
ing as fast as possible.
"Whose turn IS it to tell US storys"
asked the tea-caddy.
81 do hope it will be an interesting
one" said glass of preserved cherries,
ssthe last one was so wearisome that l
grew quite mouldy before it was halt
finished"
Eyes," spake up dried herring, "when
the soap tells tale no one sees anything
but lather and consequently the tale has
neither beginning MOI end. l maintain,
that the head and tail of a good sstory
should always be seen"
In glass dish sat an orange which
opened its yellow mouth and remarked,
81 will now tell you story of my birth
place, where the sky is so blue and mar
BILE pillars stand in spacious mansions
and the grapevine climbs up the walls"
ooh, pshaw !' reto1ted the vinegar bot
tie, II know better where your birth
place is; your were born not SO very far
from here after all, between two glass
windows. The peas which the cook
brought yesterday from the market knew
you at once, having often looked at you
through the window"
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