The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1880-10-28

napPy 1ace, as two eager arms were
reached out to receive the beauty.
One day, in the following january,
Mrs. Hawley was thinking, in despond-
ing mood, of her ruined fortunes, when
Josie ran into the room, crying:
"Come quick, mamma NY dolly is
drownded all to pieces in the baf-tub."
"Why, Josie, what have you been
doing| said mamma, fastening to the
bathroom.
II gived her baf her wanted a baf
so bad" said Josie.
There, in and on the booming deep.
with cataract roaring from the open
faucet, was the beautiful dolly, all un-
pasted. One fair foot and the fairer
head had gone to the bottom of the tub.
The beautiful unglued curls we're float
ing in tangled mass on the restless
waves.
"And what it this ?" said mamma, as,
having rescued the other parts, her hand
plunged and brought up the head.
Dripping Honiton lace was hanging
from it. "Did anybody ever ?" contin-
ued mamma, pulling at the lace, and
drawing out yard after yard.
Further investigation followed; dolly
was dissected, and a marvellous anatomi-
cal structure was revealed. You see
how it was, do you not? It was one of
the Hackett dolls which, by mistake.
did not get its lace insides taken out, on
its arrival in America.
Of course, the matter couldn't be kent
out OF the papers it was published fer
and wide. 1 presume you read an ac-
count Of it. Some custom house off,
GERS did, and the Haoketts did not. They
took London paper, setting it down
that American newspapers were sem
sational and unreliable. The custom
house folks had their explanation about
the lace-stuffed doll the lace was snug
gled lace. They wrote it down on their
memorys tablets, "Beware of dolls ?"
MIR. Hackett was coming in on second
venture while this inscription was fresh
on the tablets.
spectlon, the Investigator took one in
his hand. It was beautiful creature.
with long Saxon curls, black ewes,
bright cheeks and q rose. bud mouth
There is surely not little girl in all the
world who could have looked at Il
without a futter. What do YOU thinI,
that hard-hearted officer did? He
took the head in his right hand. the
bright face against his great palm
while the left grasped the darling lust
over the little heart, if there had been a
heart in its body. He laid the necl,
across the box's edge and broke the
pretty head off, SO that it would have
bothered Master Hackett, expert that he
was, to reconstruct that doll.
doubtless there never was another
lot OF dolls that paid higher fee than
Mr.. Hackett's for admission into our
country.-St. Nicholas.
lvrs,-. Tho Kittens Dinner.
Two little girls, the older not vet 4
years of age, had present of a kitten
the other day.
1t was the first time in all their little
lives that a cat of any age had ever been
1h 6he mousse, and they were as delighted
as possible, and as full of wonder over
ali IT'S ways and doings as if it had been
= rare animal from some foreign land.
what shall kitty have for her din
9er, mamma ?" asked Lulu, climbing
ooWn nom her high chair when dinner
was over.
"Oh, You can fx her up something
on On plate, replied mamma, hastily, as
sue Wenp INTO the sittingroom, for she
was very busy with some sewing, and
IoFgot That her little girls knew nothing
about feeding kittens.
rive minutes later Bridget poked her
head in at the door.
iaze, mem, do jist come out and
see thin childer."
Mamma dropped her sewing and fol-
lowed Bridget. On the floor behind the
Kitchen stove sat Lulu and Ella, either
side OF large dinner-plate, by which
stood fhe kitfan oa ;f ,>,,1oIo 1 It IL l.
about it.
>. And what do you suppose those two
little ounces had put on the plate for
that kitten to eat?
Well, there was large slice of wheat
bread and butter, generous spoonful
OF cider apple-sauce, pickle, and a
huge pile of pudding fairly
drowned with sauce.
Mamma laughed, kitty ran under the
stove, and the little girls both cried be-
cause kitty would not eat the nice dinner
they had fixed for her.
But Bridget went and got her o. saucer
OF warm milk, and the children forgot
all their trouble in seeing her lap it up.