Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1880-03-18
FOR THE YOUNG OF FOLKS.
A STORY OF MISTAKES.

This will be hard story to follow,
and. unless you pay close attention, you
will forget which is Evelyn and which
is the other girl, and why it was That
Mrs. Stimpcets thought her boy Moses
had broken his les. leg. 1 mean, of
course, Mrs. Stimpcett, It the village OF
Gilead. - 5 ~
Mrs. Stimpcett's summer boarder,
Mr.. st. Clair, was forgetful. He liked
well to gaze at a brook, pond, the
clouds, the blue sky, the fowery
fields, and often he forgot to stop do
ing SO, and kept on gazing when it was
al-time, or bedtime, or some other
time. es
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, were set in a row
three pink muslin roses. Mrs. Odell
was silly enough to be preud.of being
rich, and stingy enough to like to save
her own money at other peoples ex-
pense.
Mrs. Oden had six-year-old niece
named Evelyn, a pale, delicate little
girl, who lived in the city, and this Ev-
elyn was coming to Gilead to visit her
Aunt Odell. She was coming in the
cars to Mill Village in care of the con-
ductor, and her Aunt Odell was to send
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. 1 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 outof
his way, asked him to go round by the
station and get Evelyn. This would
save hiring carriage.
Now Mr.. St. Clair thought it would
be pleasant thing to 60 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.
Tor the sake of the ride, and to see his
Aunt Debby, who lived not far from the
mill.
They set off 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,
a blue neck-tie in bow, a broad
brimmed straw hat, white vest and
white trousers. Moses drove the horse
and they reached the mill without acct
dent. While the miller was taking in
the corn Moses bought roll of lozenges
at a store near by, and as he came out
with them a man passed that way, lead
ing small but valuable dog. Said this
man to Moses, 81 wish you would hold
my dog while I step into the mill; !" and
Moses took the string.
Mr.. St. Clair hitched his horse lit
tie way from the mill, and then said to
Moses, "When the man takes his dog,
you can go to your Aunt Debby's. l
will call for you there after I 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 a 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, for he had to
grasp the barrel with both hands. The
dog fell and broke one of his legs.
PLEASE remember that it was the dog,
and not Moses.1 Moses and the barrel
were taken in at the third story. A
passing through the place heard
of this elevator accident, and told of it |
that afternoon at house in Gilead.
But this person understood that it was
the boy who broke his leg" a Stimp-
cett boy,' he said, in telling the news.
Mrs. Stimpcett heard of it soon after
time; but this will be spoken of
farther on in the 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 cart with a 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 man who came from Cher
ry Valley. Here, you see, was mistake.
But Mr.. St. Clair not only took the
wrong cart, he took the wrong little