St. Landry democrat., 1883-01-20

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LITTLE. RoLL0's BRAVERY.
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atssI'll Just. GO down by the lake.
mamma. and wait until you are ready
tsI..But, Rello, remember you are
dressed in white, and it Soils very
easily, d on where yons Will get any
stains. 80 f.. t95 3ssit
"a WON'T. mamma, I'll be ever 50 g.
CAREFUL t.,4 ss.9f .&5. /. !.
This was the talk they had as Rollo,
in his newest white suit, and brilliant
red stockings and fresh sailor hat, kissed
his hand to his mother and tripped out
of the gate. Ten minutes more, and
he expected to be of to the park to hear
the lovely music, and see the swans and
the monkeys.
1t wa, less than ten minutes when he
came back, one shoe OH. one elastic
gone, his br ght red stockings torn and
hanging, himself covered from head to
foot with mud. How could a boy have
done so much mischief to himself in 50
shorta time? Ii only Rollo had had
reputation for being careful. she would
have surely stopped to hear his story;
but, alas for him! A more needle boy
never lived than this same Rollo.
Still, this was worse than usual; so
much worse that the mother decided on
the instant that he must have a severe
lesson.
ssRollo,' she said, in her coolest tone,
syou may go at once to Hannah and
have her put your everyday suit on;
then you may go to my room and ne stay
until return" q
ssBut, mamma" said Rollo, his face
in a culver, his lips trembling SO that he
could hardly speak.
But she passed him ON the stairs
without word.
He called after her:
g Mamma, o mamma! Won't you
please to listen to me?'
Then she said:
4Rollo, you may obey me, immedi-
ately. and [ do not wish to hear a
word.
In few minutes after that the car
riage rolled away, stopped at Mrs. Mer-
rivale's and took up Helen and her
mother, then on to the park.
You needn't suppose Rollo's mother
enjoyed it. She seemed to care moth
ing forsthe park; she hardly glanced at
the swans, and did not go near the
monkeys. All the time she missed
happy little face and e.tger voice that
she had expected to have with her.
Miss Helen Merrivale was another dis
appointed one. Had not she and Rollo
planned together this ride to the park
Now, all she could learn from his moth
er was that Rollo was detained at the
last minute She did not intend to tell
the Merrivales that her careless little.
boy seemed to grow more careless every
day; and how she felt thatshe mustshut
here to his pitiful little explanations,
which would amount to nothing more
than he ''didn' t mean it at all. and was
$50 sorry. = s. II III
The mother believed that she lad
done right; nevertheless she was lonely
and sad, They came home earlier than
they had intended. As they passed
Mrs. Sullivan $ pretty cottage she was
standing at the gate with Mamie in
her arms, and out she came to speak to
them. n Ia Il 54
.sYou haven't the dear little fellow
with you,'' she said, eagerly, her lips
trembling. 81 wanted to kiss him,
the darling, brave boy. o Mrs. Gray,
hope and trust that he did not get
hurt in any wayW
.Who?'' said Mrs. Gray, wondering
". g My Rollo? Oh, no, he ism t hurt.
Whyp Did you hear Of an accident?'
didn't he tell yoap Didn't anybody
tell YOU? Why, Mrs. Gray, if it hadn't
been for your bra Re little Rollo-I shiv-
ler and grow cold all over when i think
where my baby would be now! She
sclimbed into the boat; it was locked,
but she tried to sit at the farthest end,
and she lost her balance and pitched
head first into the lake. Rollo saw her,
Your little Rol1o,' he was the only one
around; and l. don't know how he did
it, and he such q littlt bit of a fellow.
He climbed over the side Of the boat,
and reached after her; he. stepped right
in that deepln and got stuck, and the
little man had sense enough to unbut-
ton his shoe and leave it sucking there,
and wade out after baby. He saved
her. I'm sure i don't know how, but
he tueged her out. and laid her on the
bank, all unconscious, you. know. and
we thought she was dead, but she is as
well as ever, and O Mrs. Gray, isn't
thee anything | can do for the blessed
boy? IS s
home as fast as poss bic.
Up the steps she ran, gave the bell a