The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1883-09-26
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1t began where many bad things begin
in jealousy and discomfort. Neelie had
considered the new baby great treasure
at first; but when she found it was not
her own private property, to be played
with end carried about at pleasure as her
dolls were, her admiration greatly de-
creased But her jealousy began when
she found how the new conner absorbed
mammals time, and interfered with some
Of her own cherished privileges.
sits bald-headed and all wrinkled up
but | Just b'lieve mamma loves that baby
all, and don't love me much any MORE"
she confided to Nancy one evening. And
that not very wise young woman only gig
gled and assured Neelie that her "nose
was out of joint, for surel"
That Nancy, instead of her mother,
must put her to bed, was one of Neelie's
new grievances. She missed mammals
goodnight talks" At least, she had
missed them very much until Nancy
brought out that pile of wonderful papers
with pictures of dark forests, in which
were ladies who had lost all their combs
and hair.pins, and mustached gentlemen
dressed in knives and pistols. Nancy,
with good.natured desire to comfort her
SC NlIlC ohO Sidblltd bClocll,
offered to read these nice stories aloud.
She jumbled her sentences somewhat con-
fusedly together and pronounced many of
the longer words in fashion which
might have rendered them unintelligible
to ordinary ears. But Neelie was not
critical. She did not expect to under
stand the long words; but by the aid of
Nancy's occasional explanations, she did
gain sufficient acquaintance with the
ruined castles, cruel fathers, beautiful
heiresses in disguise, and Indians without
any disguise, to open her eyes very round
and wide and greatly disturb her Dreams
They troubled some of her waking
hours also for after reveling in such
high company with people who "rolled in
dimuns," as Nancy phrased it, it seemed
torlorn to be only little girl who could
not have all she wanted.
"Why, dear, L don't see but the little
boots look pretty nicely yet. We are not
rich you know, and you and / must econ.
omize now that two more little feet have
come and will soon be needing shoes.
We must divide with baby" said mamma.
She made the appeal that she thought
would be sure to bring back the sunshine
10 Neelie's face; but the red lips only
ponted still more and muttered:
Il wish she hadn't come herel"
"Cornelia !" exclaimed Aunt Helen,
severely, from over her tatting.
Neelie always declared her full name
WAS the worst kind of scolding," and
she fingered to hear nothing more, but
ran down through the garden kicking heI
despised shoes resentfully against the
gravel walk.
Il do wish she hadn't come. So there T.
she repeated to herself. anyway
don't b'lieve she is my really own sister
j shouldn't wonder if she was new
founding, like the ones Nancy reads
about"
1t was very disconnected little face
that pressed against the old gate anc
looked through into the street. Just ther
handsome carriage rolled by, and a lit
tie girl richly dressed in silk and lact
looked out from among its velvet cushions
what a beautiful hat !" murmurec
Neelie. 81 wish l could ride in carriag,
like that and have such things"
Then thought born of her selfisl
mood and the nightly readings crept int,
her brain.
| most b'lieve I'll go and get some
body to adopt me, just like story. Their
are lots of rich folks that haven't any lii
Tie girl, and l s'pect they'd like one
Mamma wouldn't care, much she ha
baby. And anyway, l want nice things.
To plan was to act with Neelie, and sh
hurried back to the house for the means O
carrying out her project. All the found