The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 18??-1882, 1881-12-30

the top of the short white curtain ant
the bottom of the blue paper shade, al
elderly man and girl about her owl
size with her father, on the front seat
and on the back seat lady, holding (;
big baby, and another little girl. Sht
saw them helped out, and saw the ole
gentleman and her father lifting the
trunk from under the seat. They were
coming in the back way. Rob, palpi
tating all over, set down her lamps and
fed up stairs to her room.
1t was FIVE o'clock, and the June sur
was still high, and when Rob had sob
bed and cried upon the bed for an houl
it was high still. She got up and
leaned out of her window and heard
them talking. They were getting tea
She smelled the biscuit. Now heI
mother was in the milk-room, skim.
ming the cream for the berries. The
two girls in blue dresses were walking
about the yard, with the big baby tod
ding between them. Rsb heard them
say. mo, nor when he stretched his
chubby hand to pick the currants. But
nobody called for Rob. She thought
her father would ask for her at tea
time; but the dishes ratified, and the
biscuit smelled more delicious than
ever, and no one came.
Another hour went by. The back
part of the house was all quiet. They
had gone cut in the door-yard, where
ROb's croquet set had been put up.
She supposed the girls were using it
her set. Finally, the stars came out
and the house was all still. Rob was
very composed now.
81 wonder if shall always have to
give up and do as she says" she mused.
And something answered: "DO right,
anyhow"
"Was it right for me to clean up the
oil ?"
eyes"
"Then I'll go and do it now"
She stole down stairs in the dark
and into the kitchen, and lighted a
candle, and got the soap and the sand
Some one had wiped the spot; but il
showed plain enough still. Rob got
lown on her knees and scrubbed. back
md forth, back and forth, checking
hysterical little sobs of WEAKNESS aud
,ain.
"Why. child, what are you doing?"
said voice.
I'm trying to do right" tammere
Rob. looking up.
1t was only the old gentleman whom
Ter father had brought home with the
lest. He had come down to smoke his
pipe, after the others had retired.
81 want to hear the whole story" he
'aid, sitting down.
And Rob, sobbing and scrubbing, told
t.
"And, now," said he, you think when
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES you have done it
'he will let you go to the picnic?
"Y-e-s." said Rob.
"And, if she don't, you'll be sorry
you secured it
IL don't-knOw." said Rob, feeling
very wretched. 81 want to do right"
A queer, misty look came into the
I'D gentleman's eyes. "Eat some bread
md milk now and go to bed," he told
her; and she did as he said.
In the morning it all seemed like
lream. Rob put ON her clean dress and
braided her hair, and was introduced
10 Clara and Amy and the baby and
heir mother; and then she was told
hat the old gentleman was an uncle
If her own mothers who had come un
,xpectedly to see them, and her quick,
Young eyes informed her some how
hat he was a person of consequence.
He was of 80 much consequence, APP
that, when the morning of
,he picnic arrived, Mrs. Vickers con.
suited him about ROb's going
You see, Mr.. Fuller, Robina dis
obeyed me, and told her she should
not go. What do you think should
DO about it. considering that she after
ward did what she had refused to do?'
And Mr.. Fuller had replied: "Now.
my dear lady, can't advise you. d.
lust what your heart says is right"
"Robina is head strong" said her
81 suppose it is true
kindness to conquer her. Perhaps it is
best not to compromise this time"
Mr.. Fuller only leaned hard on his
gold-headed cane when he heard the
verdict.
Rob did not go to the picnic. She
hid down behind the pole in the
garden when the rest were getting off.
Uncle Fuller saw her sun-bOnnet,
though. and came to find her.
Are you going TO try to do right
this time, too, RObyY" he asked.
81 don't know. l want to go. |
don't see any right about it, she sob
bed.
"Do you care to know what I think is
rightp"
"Oh! 1 can't. want to go so bad.
Everybody will be there, and she'll tell
them ALL"
"Listen Roby. If you control your
self and return good for evil, it will
bring you more pleasure than twenty
picnics. promise you that it shall"
81 don't care for anything but this
picnic. 1 wouldn't give cent for
Santa Claus, New Years, Fourth of
July, or anything else that's coming"
but, Roby, you said that first night
that you wanted to do right. Why did
you want TOP"
"I don't know exactly" faltered Rob
"People are nicer who do right; and
want to be nice-that kind of nice"
"Yes. and they get to be nice by just
such struggles as you're having to-day
Now, which is going to conquer, righ,
or wrong, in this strugglep"
Rob got up, slowly. "Pll try" she
said. "I'll go and helr-so they-car
get off-early.'
"John," said Uncle Fuller to Mr.
Vickers, tina afternoon. "I'm lone
some old ma and when | came on t.
Valley Brook l was looking for ,
home"
"Nething could make us happier
Uncle Fuller, than to have you stol
with u.s."