Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-09-05
DUB JUVENILES.

The Queen In Her Carriage Is Riding by.
Oh, the queen in her carriage is passing by!
Her cheeks are like roses, her eyes Like the sky;
Her wonderful teeth are white as new milk,
Her pretty blonde hair is softer than silk.
She's the loveliest monarch that ever was seen;
You ask of what country the darling is queen;
Her empire extends not to far-distant parts,
She's queen of our household the mistress of hearts
For scepter she lifts her soft, dimpled hands;
Her subjects all hasten to heed her commands;
Her smile is bewitching, and fearful her frown,
And all must obey when she puts her foot down.
May blessings descend on the bright little head,
From the time she awakes till she's safely in bed
And now do you guess, when speak of the queen.
tbs only our six-months' baby mean?
The Wee, Wee Bairnie.
"Step gently, sir-step gently"
I stepped hastily back. I feared I had
been treading on some of the old mans
flowers.
He leant on his spade, and made no
motion for some minutes. 4 length he
raised his head, and, in husky voice,
began: cay, sir, I mind the time as
weel as 'twere yesterday. and it's forty
years syne, when DOR wee, wee bairnie
deid. It was his fourth birthday, and
he stoppit up tae wait till I cam hame
WI bit present for him. I sat doom by
the fire tae wait for my supper (my wife
was ben the hoose bakin0, when I heard
the PATTERN O his little feet, an I
looked up and held cot my Arms for
him. He didna come runnin' tae them
sac quick as usual, an fan had him on
my knees, says 1, 'An' fall ye be, ye
wee bit nickum?'
"sI'm fayther's wee, wee bairnie.'
cam WI that he nestled closer to me.
He didna seem CHEEKY, sac I cad the
dog gle tae i'm, an the doggie cam
lazy-like frae his corner stretchin' his
legs. The bairnie pit doom his little
han and strookit the dogs mooth. But
he didna get an play wit, an seemed
tired-like.
"sJanet,' cad I ben the hoose, what
ails the bairnie p
"sAils him p said she. sAwa' WI ye,
naethen' ails him.
"sBut he's tired-like.'
"sHoot, says she, mae wunner, sittin'
up till this time O. NIGHT
"'Ah, but nae that it's mair nor
tired he is. Janet, he's nae weel.'
'sJanet took up the child in her
Arms.
"sAweeI, said she, an he's no weel,
I'll pit him tae bed. fan I'll haze deem
WI the bakin'.'
cam wi that she sat him doom i the
the floor. Forty years is it syne, but I
can see the laddie standin' there yet,
WI his head hangin' over his clean
frock, and wee bit leggies bare tae the
knee.
"sPit him tae bed the moo, Janet
dinna mind the cakes.
"She took him up again in her arms,
and as she did sac his wee facie becam'
as pale as death, an his little body shook
a. over. I niver waited meenit, but
AVA I ran cot at tina door for the doctor
90 naid as Z could rim, twa mile across
the fields, wi my heart beatin' hard at
everystep. The doctor wasna in. WI
sair HART I turned back. I stopped
runnin' fan I got till oor gate, and walled
quietly In.
"'The doctors nae in-waur. luck.
said I, as I crossed the door.
'sNae word. I turned roun' intae
the kitchen, and there was sic SIGHT I
could niyir forgit. Pae corner, in his
little bed, was the wee bit BARN, an my
wife lynn half on the bed aside him-not
SCUM frae either O them. I touchit
my wife i the shouther, an she lookit
up, an then rose up wi'out word, and
stood beside me, lookin' at the form O.
the little laddie. Suddenly he gied a
start, an held cot his arms tae me.
Am I no yere ain wee, wee bairnie,
fayther?'
"'Ay, ay,' said I, for L could hardly
speak; an knelt doom beside him an
took his little han. Ny wife knelt doom
on the ither side O. him an took his
ither han.
"'Yere wee, wee bairnie,' he NUT
tered, as If tae himseP-for he gied him
sell the name-an' then he laid his
head back, an we could see he was gone.
"The doggie cam an lookit in his
face, and lkit his ham, an then, WI a
low whine, went an lay down at his feet
"Niver tear did we weep; but we
bath O us sat lookin' intae that sweet
wee facie till the morning broke in on
us. The neibors cam in, an I rose up
an spoke tae them but my wife-she
never stirred, nor gied SCUM, till ane O
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