The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1882-04-14
HOW JACKY WENT TO CHURCH.

HOW JACKY WENT TO CHURCH.
The Joyous chimes from the tall gray
steeple of Christ Church rang out:
Christ our Lord is risen to-day,
| Sons of men and angels say"
and from all the church-bells in the city
pealed the chorus:
| "Hallelujah! Hallelujahr'
It had been long, cold winter, but
this Easter Sunday was as sunny and
warm as day in June. Little Jacky
Dents mamma was not going to church
this morning, for Katy, the nurse, had
asked permission to attend morning
mass at St. Johns, and mamma had
said: go if you want to, Katy. and I
will take care of the babies.''
So she took Jacky in her lap, and
while the church-bells were Ginning,
the birds singing, and the people going
church, told him the old, old, tender
story of Christ's death and resurrection;
told him, too, how, all over the world,
on this day, the joyous bells were peal
ing: "Christ is risen; Alleluiar' and in
all the churches there were flowers and
sweet music and Easter offerings to show
the peoples joy.
Just as the last bells were ringing
pretty Aunt Prue, in dainty dress and
with her sweet face glancing from
under the Gainsborough hat she wore,
came over the lawn, followed by her
dog. Pug, and Jacky ran out to meet
her.
80 Jacky," she cried, edo keep
Pug for me-there's a dear-until
come from church. He has followed
me, and if 60 back with him I shall be
late for the service. I'll call on my
way from church and take you and
Pug home with me for dinner.'
So Jacky, who adored his pretty
young auntie, promised to take good
care of the barking little terrier and be
dressed to 60 with Aunt Prue at twelve
o'clock.
Mamma tied a stout cord to Pug's
jeweled collar-he was a great dandy,
was Pug, and Aunt Prue ministered to
his vanity-and told Jacky he might
play with the dog in the back yard while
she bathed and dressed baby.
just as baby was splashing in the
bath, a mingled howl and scream came
from the yard. Mamma dropped baby
as if she had been hot potato, and flew
to the rescue.
1t had occurred to Jacky that Pug
needed bath, too. So with infinite pains
he had moved the cistern lid enough
to admit Pug's little body, and had
squeezed him through the opening, all
the time clinging tightly to the cord
tied to Pug's collar.
There his dogship hung, halfway
down.the cistern, nearly choked to death,
until his howl and Jacks scream had
brought mamma to the rescue.
"Now, Jacky, don't do that again."
said mamma, "or you will drown poor
Pug, and don't go out of the yard"
Jacky promised to do as mamma said,
and indeed he meant to keep his
promise. He was the dearest little fell
low in the world. with deep, clear eyes
cousin Tude says he has naauy-6lue
eyes), sweet mouth, and yellow hair
changed" straight across his forehead,
to his mammals delight and his papa's
disgust. ."Papa john" as Aunt Prue
called him, thought that when boy
was two and half years old his hair
ought to be cut short and he be put in
to boys clothes.
After mamma went into the house,
Jack had a lively time with Pug, rum
ming races and playing hide-and-seek
until they both were tired.
Then he threw himself down under
the peach tree, and Pug lay down by
his side. Itwas very still. The church:
bells had ceased ringing, even the birds
were silent; and Jacky began to think
about what mamma had told him that
morning.
81 believe I'll 60 to church to-day"
he said to Pug at last. mamma saws
it's almost like Heaven in church, with !
flowers everywhere and music-and
angels, Pug, angels, with white wings
flying about" he added thoughtfuliy.
Mamma did not really say anything
about the angels, but if it is like Heaven,
there must be angels there, of course.
I 'spect my little brother Philip
is there, Pug. He died one time,
and mamma says he is an angel. be-
ieve mamma would be glad if l went |
to church and brought Philip home with
me this Easter day. I'd say: Philip |
wose from the dead, mamma, and I |
caught him and brought him to you;'
and then she would never cry any more |
when she prayed beside Philips little |
bed every highland Pug, 1 just be-
lieve Auntie Prue wants you nosc,'
finished Jacky, who knew well enough |
what naughty thing it was to 90 out |
of the yard without mamms's permis-
sion.
But baby conscience is not a verv
strict monitor, and, dragging reluctant |
Pug after him by the cord, Jacky started |
down the street.
He knew very well where Aunt Prue's
church was, for mamma had often
pointed it out to him when they were
out riding. Down Linden street he went,
and, opening the park gates, passed in
to the pretty place. It was very still |
and pretty there, with the tender green |
grass just coming up and clothing the |
earth with velvet robe, and the leaves
unfolding.
Jacky was hot. dusty and tired. for